Chapter 23 Nacht pledges himself to me?

While Xie Xianshen was about to let go, Quezhan grabbed his arm and bit his wrist. Her teeth dug into his skin, but she only saw him frowning, without making any sound of pain.

He stepped back a few steps and finally escaped from his confinement.

madman! He is a lunatic!

"What are you crazy about?!"

Quezhan didn't understand what Xie Xianshen was doing now. He came to her without knowing why, questioned her, and imprisoned her. In her eyes, he was a hopeless lunatic who had lost his mind.

The resistance in her respiratory tract was removed, and she half-opened her lips to take a deep gulp of oxygen to relieve herself.

She didn't know why, but the force he used to pinch her neck was not strong, and she could clearly feel that he was deliberately controlling it, but the creepy feeling tightened every nerve in her body.

Like being possessed by a demon.

Fear? Or fear?

Impossible, she is not afraid of him at all.

"I'm crazy?"

Crazy? Xie Xianshen really didn't think he was crazy. "Quezhan, didn't I tell you what I would do if I saw you behaving intimately with another man again?"

He saw the photo that Xie Ling sent him very clearly.

On the big screen, his wife and another man were flirting face to face in front of everyone, eating the same cookie, and the man was looking at her with a smile, just like a couple in love.

Then what is he?

Spare tire? He's also a fucking backup guy who already has a marriage certificate.

The marriage between the Xie and Que families was not a game of eating cookies and playing house. If she had considered this aspect a little, he would not have rushed to Shanghai by plane.

"The relationship between Meng Ye and I is clear and obvious."

She has been in this world for twenty-six years, but has never been restricted in her life freedom by anyone other than her relatives. "According to what you said, do I have to cut off all my social circles with the opposite sex before you are satisfied?"

"Games are just games. I don't take them seriously, and you shouldn't take them seriously either."

It was a double entendre.

Game, the fan interaction at the concert was a game; their marriage was also a game, with interests staked and power added, all for the prosperity of the two families, and had nothing to do with anything else.

Love, marriage, morality, ethics, these cannot become shackles that bind her.

Que Lan's voice gradually calmed down, and he said to him in a cold voice: "Xie Xian Shen, you are not qualified to control my life."

No one is qualified to control.

She is herself, she can do whatever she wants or doesn't want to do, and she doesn't need others to tell her what to do or guide her.

Quezhan thought about the situation he described and felt that he should change the premise: "If I really cheated, and things escalated to the point where they posed a threat and damage to the interests of our marriage, then you will be qualified to accuse me in front of me."

"Instead of throwing arbitrary assumptions on me and judging my guilt like you are doing now without any determination or judgment."

It was heard that the only daughter of the Que family had a very strong temper and was not someone who could be controlled.

Xie Xianshen saw it, and seemed to understand her better than when they first met.

The assumptions she made were just assumptions after all, not true stories, but he didn't want to hear a word: "You dare."

"If you really push me to the limit, I can do anything."

Quezhan was just saying this in anger. She didn't even care about love and sneered at it. She wouldn't be tempted, let alone cheat.

"Ding——"

The confrontation between the two was interrupted by the sudden ringing of a cell phone.

Ms. Xu called her?

Quezhan suppressed the doubts in his mind and answered the call. The female voice on the other end was friendly and called her Zhanzhan. Facing her elders, Quezhan suppressed her anger and softened her voice.

"Did Ashen give you the dessert?"

"?"

Could it be that bag of gift boxes?

Que Dan was unsure, so she walked to the table and opened the box. Inside were neatly arranged her favorite kunafa and raisin pastries. The sweet aroma filled her nose, and her appetite was reawakened.

Ms. Xu: "I tried the taste and the sweetness is okay. I don't know if it suits your taste. How is it? Do you like it?"

Quezhan was a little confused: "Did you... make it yourself?"

"A Shen mentioned it." Xu Fanyin said: "Since you like it, I tried it."

Xu Fanyin valued Quezhan very much and liked her very much.

This child is polite, well-mannered and filial. She accompanied her grandmother when she chose the ring. Her grandmother had difficulty walking, so she supported her grandmother the whole time. She looked particularly beautiful when she was chatting and laughing with the old lady.

Quezhan didn't want to disappoint his elders, so he tried both the Kunafa and the raisin pastry. They were sweet but not greasy, and were baked to the perfect temperature.

She smiled and said, "The dessert is delicious, thank you for your thought."

After chatting for a while, she hung up the phone.

Quezhan thought about what Ms. Xu said, "A Shen mentioned it", was it intentional or unintentional?

Did she ever mention that she liked these two desserts? She even forgot when she had shared that Kunafa and raisin pastry were delicious.

The delicious dessert drove away the bad mood, and Tuan Zai Quezhan’s anger subsided a lot.

But, he came to Shanghai just to give her this?

What is the reason.

"You flew to Shanghai for this?" Quezhan expressed his confusion. This was such a small matter and he shouldn't have to go there in person.

"Ms. Xu wants to check on you." Xie Xianshen said, "You are not in the capital, and there is no one to eat. I can't explain."

"..."

Awkward.

You can also just call her and tell her about the matter. There is always a way to deal with it.

"I didn't answer your call because my phone was on silent, and I didn't reply to your message because I asked Aunt Tian, ​​and she said the little one was fine."

She explained his question, and suddenly remembered the scene when Xie Xianshen suddenly appeared at the door of the room like a ghost. He looked at her sinisterly. Quezhan felt scared when he thought about it now, "You haven't told me how you found this."

"Photos."

"What photos?"

From Quezhan's perspective, of course he didn't know that the photos Xie Xianshen was talking about were the photos Xie Ling sent him.

Based on the fact that the people in the photo included her, Xun Ang, and the concert venue, and the fact that Pei Mo and Xun Ang's mobile phones shared positioning, finding Que Zhan was not difficult.

However, before Que Chan could figure out the question, she observed that Xie Xianshen... seemed to be slightly abnormal.

He lowered his head slightly and frowned slightly. His face and neck were burning badly, with the red temperature spreading all the way, as if he was sick with a fever.

Quezhan remembered that Xie Xianshen was caught in the rain. He didn't change his clothes in such heavy rain. If he didn't get sick, who would?

"Xie Xianshen."

He took a step forward and was about to fall. She held him with both hands in time, "Don't move, you are sick."

From the moment he entered the door until now, Xie Xianshen clearly felt that something was wrong. His head was heavy and his consciousness was confused, but his body was not weak like when he was sick. On the contrary, his desires were more likely to be satisfied.

Very familiar, yet inescapable cause and symptoms.

Quezhan helped Xie Xianshen sit down on the bed, and then took the portable thermometer from the suitcase to take his temperature. Strangely, the thermometer showed that his body temperature was normal, not a fever.

But why is his body so hot?

She had never encountered such a strange thing before. Her body was burning hot, but her body temperature was normal.

"Xie Xianshen..."

"Give it to me."

"What did you say." Quezhan moved closer to hear him clearly. He said give it to him, but she didn't know what he wanted. "Give it to you, give you what?"

"...Give it to me."

He just repeated those two words.

Quezhan was anxious, "What can I give you? What do you want?"

The heat in the body became hotter, and the blood rushing and boiling would only make the body more painful.

The man raised his eyes, his chest heaving and exchanging oxygen and heat with the outside world, and he expressed his needs in a deep voice: "You."

Want, her? Is this the one she wanted?

Xie Xianshen’s current condition couldn’t be the same as his previous condition.

This basically confirmed her guess. Her body felt hot but she didn't have a fever, and her mind was confused. She asked, "Were you... drugged?"

"You."

He repeated it again, answering a question that was irrelevant.

Quezhan tacitly assumed that she had been drugged before, and if she had not felt uncomfortable at the time, she would not have asked him for help.

The question now is what should she do.

Should I watch someone die without helping him, or should I pledge my love to him?

While she was silently making her choice, Xie Xianshen had already raised his hand to take off his coat, and then unbuttoned his shirt. Seeing this,

Quezhan stopped her: "I haven't even said a word, and you're taking off your clothes?"

"...It's very hot and uncomfortable."

He tried his best to stay sober and reply her, looking at her with eyes stained with lust. At this moment, she was actually somewhat moved, but she was in a dilemma and was in a stalemate with him.

"...Okay."

The man was slightly stunned.

The reason why Quezhan agreed was entirely because Xie Xianshen helped her when she was drugged.

Even after the money was returned, they continued to do their own thing and had nothing to do with each other.

Making love with Xie Xianshen...

"Don't do the same as last time." Quezhan looked him straight in the eye and warned him, his tone a little fierce, and he was about to explode.

After looking at each other for two seconds, she suddenly tilted her head and raised her arms to half-block her face. The words she spoke were sometimes clear and sometimes unclear.

She paused and said, "No, you hurt me." Her voice was faint, but there was not much embarrassment in it.

She was the one who said there would be no next time, and she was the one who broke the rules.

She must be crazy too.

Que Chan covered her face, so Xie Xianshen couldn't see her expression. He stretched out his wrist, and the finger bones that had pinched her white neck not long ago, now loosely grasped her wrist and moved it away.

She did not argue with him, but cooperated with him. They looked at each other again, and he looked at her, "Are you going to keep your clothes on, or take them off?"

When he spoke, he still exhaled hot breath, which fell on the side of her neck like boiling water. It was too hot, different from the usual temperature, and she really couldn't stand it.

Is this what you are asking after such a long pause?

"Whatever." Quezhan avoided his gaze and said these two words arrogantly.

"Then wear it, it will feel better."

"..."

Asshole!

I don't know when the lights in the room dimmed, and the warm light was dim, as if covered by a layer of misty fog, and the brightness was dark and unreal.

Later, Quezhan suddenly realized that it was the mist in his eyes.

Her long, black hair was spread on the bed like a blooming flower. The man pressed down on her, his palms caressing her shoulders and neck slowly.

A familiar feeling.

The skin was disturbed and trembling.

It is the most likely situation for people to lose their minds and become confused. It doesn’t matter what you do as long as the other person is happy.

Say dirty words to flirt, call her baby lovingly, tell her that she is beautiful and looks beautiful even when she cries, and she looks beautiful no matter where she cries.

They are not.

There is no word beyond the actions, and the emotional and unbearable side is also hidden.

Xie Xianshen put his left hand on the side of her neck and lowered his head. He seemed to feel that there seemed to be some kind of inhibitor hidden here that could soothe the restlessness in his body. At the back of the neck, where the glands were located, the breath became stronger.

"No kissing." Quezhan thought he was lowering his neck to ask for something, after all, the distance was too close.

Didn't he also say that night: "You can do it, but kissing is not allowed."

He listened to her, stopped, and rubbed his nose lightly against her skin.

It wasn't a kiss at all, it was the fragrance there that attracted him.

Xie Xianshen put his arms around Quezhan's back and asked her to turn around. They changed their positions, and her long hair fell down. He brushed it to the side of her neck and leaned over again: "I didn't say you can't bite it, right?"

He really knew how to find bugs.

She said she was not allowed to kiss her, but he insisted on biting her to deepen the mark.

Because she bit him and he was fighting back.

The canine teeth pressed against a soft and tender surface. Just this touch was like a healing medicine. Then he bit his jaw and sank in. The constant numbness forced her to passively tilt her neck up. The small arc formed by her thin eyebrows made her look even more delicate.

He knelt behind her without moving. On the surface, this posture looked like a loyal believer worshipping devoutly. In fact, when the believer took off the outer cloak that concealed his eyes, he was actually a blood-thirsty devil who was hard to obey orders and was sucking the blood of angels.

……asshole!

She scolded him a second time.

Quezhan was wearing a pure white gauze dress today, the same one she wore to the concert. However, after taking a shower, she had no choice of pajamas to choose from, so she picked out a brand new one in the same color.

The clothes had a lot of white space and a hollow back. Due to her posture, several crisscrossed pearl and silver chains were completely tightly attached to her skin. The intertwined chains formed a net that covered her flawless and beautiful butterfly bones.

The pearl and silver chain was too close to her skin, rolling slowly and grinding repeatedly on her delicate back.

Until the initial cool feeling warmed up, she felt a little tired.

"...Xie Xianshen." Quezhan opened her lips and was about to stop. She wanted to speak, but when she opened her mouth she found that her voice was hoarse for more than one second.

She also wanted to drink water, she was very thirsty.

But the person behind me turned a deaf ear to me. The heat was relieved after some pushing, but it was not enough. I needed more, but it was far from enough.

"Legs."

Quezhan seemed not to hear the first reminder. Xie Xianshen stopped reminding and personally spread her legs apart.

"Open."