Chapter 16 Nacht "Be obedient, baby..."...

"..."

His breathing stagnated, and he suddenly felt as if someone had grabbed his ankles and pulled him under the water.

The air was so thin that it choked her chest and made it shake.

"You, you didn't know to knock on the door first...!" She was so frightened by this man that her mind went blank and she forgot that the territory she was in was not hers.

"Be a little polite."

Xie Xianshen stood there, his figure clearly defined by light and dark, his expression shrouded in darkness.

Can't see clearly.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a male ghost, or - yin, wet, male, ghost!

"Do I need to knock on the door to enter my room?"

In the light, shock and confusion flashed across her face. These subtle expressions passed through his eyes and he said calmly, "I've never heard of this rule."

He looked up and down slowly and tilted his head slightly.

Can cats wear clothes?

Being caught in the act, he had no time to hide his embarrassment perfectly, and he had to take off the damn suit jacket in front of Xie Xianshen.

After taking off her clothes, she threw them to him, stopped in front of him, looked up, and said, "Your taste is not that good."

She was talking about his clothes, or to be more precise, she was actually "finding fault."

"The design of the clothing brand is unreasonable and not original, and the custom-made suits should not be of this level."

"Mr. Xie, you are the main investor of the Encre series."

He stepped towards the door, but turned around and raised his hand as if unintentionally, "There are too few clothes on display. Pick a few more with different styles."

"It will be your fault if you are found out."

In one sentence, he convicted him.

Xie Xianshen lowered his eyes, and the suit jacket she had thrown fell into his arms. The smooth surface of the jacket was scratched in front of his waist, revealing shallow wrinkles.

At that time, she seemed to be afraid.

The smile was short and light.

The cat is angry again, just be calm.

...

Ye Zhanlin arrived at Xiting Bay and saw two figures standing side by side from afar through the car window. They were almost touching each other, but when she looked again, there was a distance between them that was neither wide nor narrow.

The next second, Quezhan turned his head and said something to Xie Xianshen, and the distance between them shortened.

The little old lady smiled.

"Grandma, please slow down." Quezhan helped Ms. Ye get off the car. The old lady's palms were warm and she was in a good mood.

"Grandma." Maintaining basic politeness, Xie Xianshen nodded.

Ms. Ye nodded slightly, with an elegant and graceful temperament.

At the beginning, it didn't take Que Zhan long to choose a marriage partner, and it was also a one-time appointment. After she learned about the situation, she readily agreed to their marriage.

The Xie family is a prominent family. The eldest son inherits the business and his conditions in all aspects are on par with her granddaughter.

When she asked about her health, her words, actions, and manners showed her style and upbringing.

Ye Zhanlin looked at Xie Xianshen calmly and kindly, with the emotion in her eyes as if she was looking at an old friend.

Quezhan saw it and was secretly jealous, "Grandma, there are steps in front."

"There are steps here." The little old lady curved her lips.

He just passed it over as a joke, but Xie Xianshen still remembered it. He glanced at Xie Xianshen coldly before entering the room.

From Xie Xianshen's perspective, he naturally didn't understand why she suddenly looked at him like that. Maybe it was still because of what happened upstairs.

Or maybe, the conversation they just had in front of the door.

She said, "Grandma is here, don't let yourself be fooled. Look more natural."

He replied, "Your hands are shaking so much, are you nervous?"

"..."

Her hands were not shaking, no, her hands were not moving at all.

Then I realized that he was "fabricating facts" and refuting, just like she was "making trouble for no reason" upstairs.

The family sat together to have dinner, but Zhan sat next to Ms. Ye. This time he finally got what he wanted and raised his hand to serve the stewed deer antler and three-treasure soup to the little old lady.

"Grandma, I know you like to drink this. Try Aunt Tian's cooking."

"Okay."

Ms. Ye scooped a spoonful of the Three Treasures Soup and tasted it. It was indeed delicious. It was a rare craft.

It is reasonable for the old lady to stay for a while as her granddaughter wishes, but she cannot help but say, "Xian Shen, you and Zhan Zhan have just been married for a short time. You have to take care of your small family. I shouldn't have come here..."

"Grandma...!" Hearing this, Que Zhan frowned and got angry, "What are you talking about."

"I want to invite you over, and we have discussed this. He..."

In front of the elders, she and Xie Xian Shen are husband and wife. Their feelings are there, so small details are the easiest to expose.

Saying 'he' seems strange and inappropriate.

"Ah," she said the first word so softly that it was almost inaudible, "Ah Shen agrees..."

The name rolled around her lips for a long time, but she finally said it out loud.

Ah Shen?

Xie Xianshen paused in her movement of holding the spoon handle. This name sounded extremely strange coming from her mouth.

Mr. Xie, President Xie, Xie Xianshen, any of these names would sound more confident than "A Shen".

After Quezhan finished speaking, her heart felt as if it was strangled by the word "A Shen".

I drank two more spoonfuls of soup, and the panic in my heart slowly subsided.

"Actually, coming back to the point, I wanted to see you, too." Ye Zhanlin looked at the couple and was pleased: "Husband and wife support each other, and their love is deep and lasting, and their feelings are cultivated slowly and naturally."

"Seeing that Zhanzhan is living well in this family, and you are getting along peacefully, we, as the elders, feel at ease."

When it came to the decision of the marriage, Zhanzhan did not have 100% of the courage to prove that his decision was correct at the beginning.

But when she saw the smile on her grandmother's face, she became more confident in her judgment.

"I don't have any big wishes. I just hope that my granddaughter will be safe and sound, and want to see you get married and have a good home."

This was the wish my grandmother made on her 70th birthday.

But her nasal cavity felt stuffy and her tear glands hurt as if they were soaked in acid. She wanted to cry, but the tears were circling in her eye sockets, but she forced herself to look up and look back.

"Grandma, do you want to take a walk? I'll accompany you to the back garden?"

"Okay, what kind of flowers are planted in the garden?"

"Sancerre, firebirds, colorful flowers... and of course, grandma's favorite crabapple."

Quezhan held his grandmother's arm, and the two of them talked to each other.

"Grandma, why do you like crabapple the most?"

"This, didn't grandma tell you?"

"Is there a story? I want to hear it..."

After accompanying Ms. Ye to stroll in the back garden and returning to the villa, the old lady said she wanted to visit the structure of the house.

Quezhan was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and said, "Okay, I'll show you around."

The interior of the villa has a high ceiling design, and large areas of panoramic glass windows on the first and second floors broaden the field of vision.

The second floor is mainly a rest bedroom. It is divided into different areas and there are many rooms. Ye Zanlin couldn't tell which room was which.

When asked which room Quezhan and Xie Xianshen lived in, Quezhan replied that it was the one facing south.

If grandma wanted to visit the room, Que Zhan would not feel guilty because he had prepared everything necessary and there was no loophole.

"Zhanzhan, I'm going to bed first. You should go to bed early too. Don't stay up late even if you are busy with work. It's not good for your health."

Ms. Ye's words made Quezhan respond a beat late, "I know, grandma."

He could be considered to have "escaped" a disaster.

That night, Quezhan quietly brought a quilt from another room. She held it with both hands to her chest. The quilt was large and blocked her face. She could not see Xie Xianshen, but she could hear his voice.

"Do you want to sleep on the floor?"

"..."

Quezhan tilted her head and curled her lips, "Do you know how to be gentle with women? If anyone wants to sleep on the floor, it should be you. Your quilt."

Throwing it on the bed, she turned her arms and motioned to him - you sleep here.

There's space left for you on the floor next to the bed. It's very wide and spacious.

There is only one bed in the room, so one person must sleep on the floor.

"I haven't thought about that." Xie Xianshen closed his notebook and met her eyes. "If you want, I don't mind."

Xie Xianshen!

Quezhan sang the high note in her throat but did not speak loudly because it was late at night and she was worried about disturbing her grandmother.

Neither of them would compromise, and in the end they had to sleep in the same bed. However, there was a boundary between Chu and Han, and everyone had to divide the territory. Whoever crossed the line would be a dog.

"Take this thing away."

Quezhan objected: "This doll is 'Chu He' between us. You are over there, and I am over here. We each take half of the bed and no one takes over the other. Is there a problem?"

Xie Xianshen lowered his eyes and fixed on the doll. It was a long, fluffy doll, and no one knew what breed it was.

Her eyelashes drooped, and there was just a hint of disdain in her eyes, but it was caught by the lantern in an instant.

"What are you looking at?"

When had her Abebe ever suffered such disgust?

"Do you still hold a doll when you sleep?"

This ugly, long doll is her Abebei. Xie Xianshen guessed it. When her eyes can't hide things, they really can't hide things.

"Mr. Xie, you don't live by the sea, so don't worry about it being so wide." Que Zhan pulled up the quilt and covered himself with it to go to sleep.

As he turned sideways, he said in a deliberate tone: "Stop stuttering."

She called him 'A Shen' and he stuttered to the point of not being able to stutter any more.

Quezhan: "..."

With her lips covered by Zixu's quilt, she spoke in a muffled voice, "When you fall asleep, I will kick you off the bed."

In the middle of the night, Quezhan was unexpectedly awakened by the notification sound of the mobile phone beside her pillow.

She was also surprised. She used to sleep alone and was worried that she wouldn't sleep well when there was someone around her, but the opposite happened.

The messages showed that they were from Shi Dongen's agent. He could not open his eyes and had to work, but he simply ignored the messages, turned on the Do Not Disturb function and continued to sleep.

I have been sleeping in the same position for a long time and my shoulders are hurting, so I want to turn over to relieve the pain.

But there was a strong force around her waist that prevented her from moving.

Quezhan woke up almost instantly. In the dark night, she could clearly feel waves of warm breath repeatedly rising from the skin on the side of her face.

Like a reed sweeping by.

itch.

"Xie Xianshen..."

He became conscious and the haziness in his pupils gradually faded. Within three seconds, he was able to understand the situation clearly.

He didn't know what had gone wrong for him but he hugged her tightly, his arms wrapped around her waist, the more she tried to struggle the harder it was to escape.

Her Abebe failed in building the wall and fell to the ground long ago.

The door of the room was torn open a straight gap, and dim light came in, making him more real in the field of vision.

"You are a hooligan and a pervert."

She tried to wake up Xie Xianshen and pushed his shoulders with both hands, but he still didn't wake up, his brows furrowed, as if he was in a dream.

"Yes..."

For a moment, Quezhan seemed to hear him speak, "What did you say?"

"No..."

She didn't hear clearly. She moved closer and the distance between them was shortened. His thin lips were almost touching the tip of her ear, just one centimeter away.

"I'm sorry..."

He apologized.

Why should I apologize and to whom?

Unable to escape, he gave up struggling.

"You..."

She suddenly discovered something. The man's black hair was scattered under his eyebrows, and cold sweat was oozing out of his forehead. When he lowered his head, a drop of cool temperature fell on her wrist bone.

Just like he disliked her Abebe, she also disliked him and took a tissue from the bedside cabinet to help him wipe the cold sweat.

Her movements were gentle, as if she was comforting a badly injured animal.

"Xie Xianshen."

Her voice also became softer unconsciously. For a moment, she felt like she was questioning herself in the mirror, "Are you afraid?"

She was also afraid of something, afraid that her grandmother would forget her.

But there always comes a day.

"I think I found your weakness."

Xie Xianshen's sleeping face was still quite peaceful.

The black mole under his eyebrow looked too much like a Gu seed, a natural mark. She couldn't help but want to look at it and touch it.

Use your fingertips to gently touch the small mole and feel the flat skin.

I've seen it so many times, and this time I encountered it for the first time.

It's not just the mole.

Quezhan also saw the red wound on his neck caused by her scratching. After a while, the wound had not healed yet.

How deep did she go when she grabbed it...

She's sick, what's wrong with her, thinking like this?

"Meow..."

On the windowsill, Tag sat on the edge and slowly wagged his tail. The long and slender tail swayed back and forth like the second hand of a clock.

The little guy is here?

The crack in the door is the footprint it used to come in.

Tag is very clingy. This time when he went upstairs to find her, he saw that the door of their room was not closed tightly. After he tiptoed in, he thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out.

Cats are confused.

When the mother went to sleep, she didn't hug her Abebei, but hugged that man.

In its impression, its mother is not very good when sleeping and always needs to be held by something to fall into a deep sleep.

This time, it saw with its own eyes that its mother kicked her Abebe off the bed and took the initiative to throw herself into the arms of that man.

It barked a few times, but its mother didn't hear it.

In fact, my mother felt that the sound was a bit noisy, so she put her palms on the man's shoulders and used them as a support to move closer to him, as if looking for comfort. My mother lowered her face, and the corner of her lips seemed to touch his collarbone.

My mother was completely in the man's arms. Perhaps she was not satisfied, so she moved closer again.

Confusion surrounded Tag. The little guy couldn't figure out what kind of drug this man had put on his mother.

It's a cat and can't talk.

Miaomiao tried to tell Quezhan what she wanted to express, but Quezhan didn't understand and thought that Tag was just teasing her and acting coquettishly.

The little guy's meowing is continuous, one after another, and if it gets louder, it will disturb people.

"Baby, be good."

Quezhan was trapped in a small world, unable to get out. He could only comfort Tag softly and tell him not to scream anymore.

If Xie Xianshen woke up...

"Be obedient, baby..."

Her voice was so soft that it fell into the air. Before it fell, it was like confirming a theorem -

in the dark air, it seemed that everything reflected in her eyes was quite unreal.

But that gaze, the gaze that Xie Xianshen looked at her with when he opened his eyes, was like a ripple on the surface of a still lake, and it was particularly clear and deep.

There was no warmth in his voice.

"Who are you calling?"