[R18] Want a daughter-in-law – “Desire for a Daughter-in-law” Chapter 49 – Rainy Night (1) [English]

After dinner, the living room was filled with the faint fragrance of tea.

The TV was on, playing boring news specials, with the volume turned down low, as if it was a sound that filled the silent air.

Brother Sheng was sitting on the sofa, holding hot tea in his hand, but his eyes were not on the screen. His eyes were slightly vacant, and he didn’t know what he was thinking.

Shuwei was sitting on the other side, his legs naturally crossed, and he was carelessly scrolling through his mobile phone, looking very relaxed.

Suddenly, he stood up and walked to the toilet, placing his cell phone beside the coffee table.

The only sounds left in the living room were the anchor’s voice on the TV and the ticking of the clock on the wall.

He’s phone vibrated, the screen lit up, and a message quietly popped up and stopped on the lock screen.

Brother Sheng turned his head slightly. He didn’t intend to look at it at first, but the moment he glanced at the phone and vaguely saw the woman’s name, he moved quietly unconsciously.

I’m looking forward to it and I’ll prepare the colors and styles you like.

——Yushan

Brother Sheng’s eyes froze. Those were not words that would be said between colleagues or friends.

He didn’t touch the phone, just stared at it quietly for a few seconds.

Then, the phone screen went dark, as if a silent lie had been put away.

Soon after, Shu Wei came back.

Brother Sheng glanced at he lightly, his eyes barely leaving the TV.

The weather forecast was playing just in time, with a blue-gray radar map on the screen. The anchor said: “Affected by the low pressure, there will be heavy rainfall for several consecutive days starting from late tomorrow night, and the temperature will also begin to drop…”

I don’t know when it began to drizzle outside the window.

Brother Sheng picked up the teacup and said calmly: “How are you treating Shu Qi recently?”

Shuwei smiled slightly and said in a calm tone: “Of course it’s good. I don’t have to worry about food or clothing. I feel comfortable and don’t have to worry about anything.”

Brother Sheng did not respond to that sentence, but just asked, “I remember you got married right after Shu Qi graduated, right? How many years have you been married?”

“Probably more than six years ago.” Shuwei replied to the message on his mobile phone, his tone was neither gentle nor indifferent, very calm.

Brother Sheng put down his teacup and nodded slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

“After being married for so long, you will still take her out to play frequently, right? Otherwise, staying at home will make you bored.” He smiled, his tone sounded like a joke, but there was a hint of temptation that was not easy to detect.

Shuwei raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, his smile remained unchanged, but his fingertips paused on the phone screen, and his tone was calm: “I will take her out for a walk if I have time later.”

The sound of rain outside the house gradually became louder, and the rain hit the glass in a chaotic and anxious rhythm.

Some words were left unsaid.

Even though I said some things, I didn’t really believe them.

Brother Sheng didn’t say anything else. He lowered his eyes and took a sip of tea. The slightly hot aroma of tea was mixed with an imperceptible sense of oppression, and the moist breath of the night seeped into it, moistening it bit by bit.

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Shu Qi had just finished taking a shower, and the mist in the bathroom had not yet dissipated. Her slightly damp hair stuck to her collarbone and shoulders. She sat in front of the dressing table, her fingertips unconsciously twirling the ends of her hair, blowing her hair while she was in a daze.

The low hum of the hair dryer was like a hazy background, causing her thoughts to drift away uncontrollably.

She remembered Brother Sheng’s burning eyes at dinner, the way he hugged her and kissed the side of her neck, and the brief, almost imperceptible pause when he looked at her. Everything made her extremely flustered.

And… Shuwei is going on a business trip the day after tomorrow, leaving only She and Brother Sheng at home.

Thinking of this, her heartbeat suddenly became chaotic, as if it was being fiddled with by something invisible. She pursed her lips and tried to calm herself down, but found that her breathing became faster unconsciously.

Various unrestrained images began to appear in my mind uncontrollably——

The moment Shuwei left the house, Brother Sheng pressed her under the sofa, his wet and hot lips and tongue slid down her neck, his fingers began to explore the softness of her lower body, and his deep voice whispered in his ear…

Or when she was taking a shower, he suddenly broke in, trapped her between his arms, pressed her against the tiles, and used his amazing huge dick…crazy…crazy…

Her cheeks gradually became hot, and even the tips of her ears were stained with a faint blush.

The sound of rain outside began to patter, as if in response to the throbbing in her heart, from gentle at first, it gradually became rapid and dense, and the sound hitting the window glass seemed to have some kind of urging and temptation.

She stared blankly at her face in the mirror, her watery eyes biting her lower lip, as if she was hiding some unspeakable secret.

Her chest was rising and falling, and her loose collar was slightly open, revealing a piece of moist and soft skin with a faint blush on it.

It rained harder.

She put down the hair dryer and unconsciously slid her fingertips along the inner thigh. Her thoughts were surrounded by the sound of rain and the desire. Her whole body seemed to be trapped in an inescapable dream, slowly sinking.

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The next day.

The sky was heavy and the clouds were like crumpled gray cotton.

The rain had not stopped since early morning, and it was beating heavily on the glass windows.

In the afternoon, the rhythm of the rain hitting the window was no longer gentle as in the morning, but became rapid and dense, like layers of endless muffled sounds, which made people feel depressed.

Brother Sheng was not at home, no matter it was windy or rainy, he still ran to the gym without any slack.

Shu Qi sat on the sofa, her legs curled up, hugging a pillow, and her fingertips unconsciously caressing the corners of the fabric.

The sound on the TV was low, but her eyes occasionally fell on the blurry scenery outside the window, and her thoughts wandered.

Shuwei sat on the sofa on the other side, his legs naturally crossed, holding the mobile phone in his hand from time to time, but his brows wrinkled deeper and deeper with the sound of rain outside the window. He was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about something.

The rain pounded harder again, and there was a “plop” sound coming from the window glass, which made people feel nervous unconsciously.

Shu Wei finally put down his phone, raised his head and looked at Shu Qi.

“It’s raining…heavier than expected.” He’s tone was light, as if he was talking to himself, and he seemed to be looking for an opening for the next words.

Shu Qi tilted her head to look at he, with a bit of confusion in her eyes.

Shuwei lowered his head and pondered for a moment, tapped his fingertips on his thigh a few times, and finally said, “I think if this continues, I won’t be able to leave tomorrow morning. We may have to leave tonight instead.”

“Tonight?” Shu Qi repeated subconsciously, her voice a little weak.

Shuwei nodded, frowning slightly, as if he was still thinking about something: “Yes, I’ll leave in the evening. It will be troublesome if I delay my schedule. I’ll stay outside tonight.”

He paused, glanced at her, and his tone suddenly became lighter, as if he was telling her: “Remember to tell dad, if the weather is bad, don’t run outside all day long, it’s dangerous.”

“Ah…ok.”

Shuwei picked up his phone again and swiped something, as if this matter was just an ordinary schedule.

But Shu Qi’s heartbeat began to accelerate uncontrollably, and her chest seemed to be slowly pressed by something invisible, making it feel faintly hot.

She tried her best to suppress the inexplicable throbbing in her heart, lowered her eyelashes, and tightened the pillow in her hand.

The sound of rain outside the window became more and more urgent, like a omen, and also like some irrepressible rhythm, slowly pushing forward time.

Push her into an abyss from which there is no turning back.