Chapter 37 Nacht "He confessed to you, but I don't...

He didn't give her time to react.

The moment he kissed her lips, her whispers and resistance were all swallowed up by that kiss.

The audience was watching, and the more she thought about it, the more awkward she felt. But she couldn't avoid the kiss at the wedding. The deal he proposed was implemented in this aspect. There was no need to be so diligent and responsible in acting...

"...Well. "

She uttered very softly, and a dense trembling sensation crept up her throat.

Mind, consciousness, these seemed to be out of Quezhan's control. She could only try her best to stay awake. Her lips seemed to be rubbed by his teeth. He had always been deep, and now he was even more aggressive, which made her tear glands swell with acid and slide down two tears.

Ten seconds later, they finally separated, but they were still close.

Seeing her cry, Xie Xianshen remembered what his grandmother said, "Don't let Zhanzhan cry on the wedding day, okay?"

He tilted his head and kissed away the tear that fell from the end of her eye.

Quezhan still closed her eyes. After all, it was the first time they kissed in front of so many people. She didn't recover. After a pause, the muffled feeling in her ears gradually subsided and became silent. The sense of touch and hearing slowly gathered back the nerves, and she was able to get out of the sea of ​​emptiness. Therefore

, she didn't know that Xie Xianshen kissed her again, kissing her tear.

Opening her eyes, The view in front of him gradually became clear.

In the guest seats, relatives and friends were either happy or giving their blessings.

But in the midst of the noisy and pleasant chatter, only Meng Xie had a calm face.

He was invited to attend the wedding of his secret crush, and he had been secretly in love with her since school days. He had been with her for such a long time, and it was obvious that he was the most qualified to stand by her side instead of watching her kissing someone else.

Meng Xie stood up and left the scene.

Que Zhan did not expect that a wedding scene that was just a formality would take so long.

He was busy from morning to night and did not eat much.

After the wedding, everything was almost cleaned up. There were too many dishes. Quezhan hadn't changed back into her Xiuhe dress yet, but she ran to the dining table like a kitten, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

They were all her favorite dishes, and Xie Xianshen had the manager in charge of the food prepare them and send them over.

Slow-fried wagyu beef, stir-fried celery with lilies, seasonal vegetables in soup, and a bottle of Henry IV's cognac.

Quezhan sat down, holding a knife and fork and was about to cut the wagyu beef, but she found that the sleeves of her Xiuhe dress were a little big, making it inconvenient to eat.

Before she could tidy herself up, Xie Xianshen sat next to her, rolled up her sleeves with both hands and folded them a few times. After helping her, he poured the wine and said, "Eat." "

Looking up, she found that Xie Ting was walking towards them and sat down as well. She said that with so many delicious foods, she wanted to try some too.

All right, let's start acting. The filming for the day hasn't finished yet.

Xie Ting's personality was better than Xie Ling's. The girl looked bright and lovely, and she was also good at chatting.

Quezhan was eating while chatting with her sister-in-law. Halfway through the meal, she was a little slow to notice that there were fennel and coriander, which she didn't like, on the porcelain plate.

"Give it to me. "Xie Xianshen gestured.

Quezhan just wanted to fill his stomach at the moment and didn't think about anything else. He gave the food he didn't like to eat to Xie Xianshen.

"This is so greasy. ”

“Put it here. "

This is a bit too cold and the taste is not right. ”

“Put it here too. "

"I also want to eat crab palm. "

"Okay, I'll let them do it. "

Xie Ting, who was sitting opposite, was shocked. All the food that her sister-in-law picked out and didn't like to eat were given to her brother, and her brother didn't even dislike it?!

At the last family dinner, she saw to what extent her brother Wei Shi had been trained.

Her sister-in-law moved her legs and kicked him under the table, but he didn't say anything. The water that her sister-in-law wanted had already been poured.

She was curious about what kind of magic potion her sister-in-law gave her brother to make him so obedient.

"Sister-in-law. "Xie Ting really couldn't help but said, "What's your secret to taming a husband? Why does my brother listen to you so much!" ”

“…Ahem. "

The wine that Quezhan was drinking swirled in her throat, and she choked badly because of the dilemma of the wine. She quickly took two pieces of paper to cover her lips, and her face and neck were red.

What did he mean by listening to her so much?

Because she was too immersed in the meal, Quezhan didn't realize what Xie Ting meant. She just frowned to express her confusion.

There were still elders staying in the venue, and her sister-in-law was there. The wedding had just ended. What if they both had a bad look and ignored each other? It would be a small handle that could be used to complain to the elders.

She looked at Xie Xianshen. Most of the food on his porcelain plate was what she "didn't want". He held the knife and fork and cut them piece by piece without changing his expression.

"Listen, your brother..."

Quezhan hesitated. This topic seemed weird no matter how she explained it, and the wording was stuck.

"Brother, I didn't expect you to be so good to your sister-in-law! "Although Xie Ting has a lot of things to do every day, she doesn't mind going home every few days to ask her mother, elder brother and sister-in-law about their love gossip. "As for the wedding preparations, you arrange whatever my sister-in-law wants. You don't do this when I ask you for something. ”

“…”

Isn’t this what Xie Xianshen should do?

Of course the wedding decorations have to suit her heart. If not, she will not be sure when the wedding date will be.

An elder called Xie Ting away, indicating with his eyes that they should give the newlyweds some space to be independent.

The little girl left, and only the two of them were left at the table.

Quezhan took a sip of the wine indifferently, “The little girl really knows how to praise her eldest brother, but you didn’t blush or say a word, it’s so hard to open your mouth. "

He sneered, completely forgetting that she just didn't want to eat this or that, and gave him everything she didn't want to eat.

"It's not difficult to open. "Xie Xianshen said calmly,"Didn't I talk to Mrs. Xie at the wedding? "

Kissing her and talking.

"..."

He still has the nerve to bring it up.

That night at Xie's house, no one knew what she was thinking. She agreed to his deal so easily for just a calligraphy practice?

In fact, she had weighed the pros and cons. Since she couldn't avoid it at the wedding, although she didn't want to admit it, there was no doubt that she really liked his calligraphy. Coming and going was the same road, so she might as well go all the way.

-After

the wedding, there was nothing to do in the evening, so she stayed in the back garden and played with the three little guys, Tag, Nacht and Revival.

"Good baby, Revival. "

The green ball that was thrown far away rolled over several bumps. Revival found the right position, held it in his mouth and handed it to Quezhan. Quezhan touched its head, squatted down and put his forehead against it, "Mommy's baby is so good and obedient. "

Quezhan stretched out his left hand," shake hands. "

Revival sat upright on the grass. He easily recognized his mother's command. When his mother asked him to hold her left hand, he obediently placed his left paw on her hand.

"Handshake."

The same goes for the right hand.

Revival behaved very obediently, so she took out a bag of dried meat and bones from the cart and gave it to the little guy as a reward. "You are so good."

She continued to touch Revival's plush head and watched it eat the dried meat and bones anxiously and gobbled them up. For a moment, she was in a trance, and the memories in her mind pushed her back to three years ago.

Three years ago, Quezhan graduated early with a master's degree from Cambridge University.

It was the hot summer when she graduated, and she traveled around the world, with Germany as her first stop. The first of the three little ones she met was Revival.

The place where she was temporarily resting was near the suburbs. Before she went out, the weather forecast showed that the temperature would be low and heavy rain was pouring down, extinguishing the scorching heat that was burning in the city due to the summer.

There were few people on the street that day. The rain was so heavy that it was impossible to open your eyes. The smell of soil mixed with the water molecules, making it sticky and fishy.

Revival was curled up in a small alley, licking his wounds. She approached and saw that the little guy was only a few months old. His eyes, hind legs and tail were all covered with scars and bleeding. His wounds were exposed to the rain, but he endured the pain without making a sound. ( Search for me quickly! Don't let that bastard get away! ) 

But later I found out that the group of strong men were from an underground slaughterhouse and Revival had desperately escaped from there. 

Since God had allowed them to meet, she would not give up this fate. She took the scarred little Doberman to the hospital and gave it a new name, Revival. 

Later, he rescued two kittens from a rescue center, who are now Tag and Nacht. 

With a "click", the dried meat and bones that were a reward from Revival were finished, and Quezhan came back to his senses. 

Xie Xianshen also came to the back garden at this time. 

Seeing his father coming, Revival no longer asked his mother for new dried meat and bones. Instead, he ran to Xie Xianshen with his four long legs to ask for his favor. 

Not only Revival, but Tag and Nacht also joined in the fun. 

The scene changed and Quezhan became the one who was left out. 

"All three are rebellious little devils." Quezhan was dissatisfied. Before it was Nacht and Revival, but now there is another tag. 

Xie Xianshen: "They seem to like me very much." 

The three little guys surrounded him, wagging their tails and circling around. Quezhan said sourly: "I raised three little ghosts and they are all so good to you, you should be content." 

"I raised one too." " 

?" 

"Whether it is a kitten or a puppy, why didn't I see it." 

Tag rubbed the man's palm, his eyes fell down, and he curved his lips lightly: "Cat." 

Quezhan muttered that if he had a cat, he would hide it so well. She didn't even know when he raised a cat. 

Xie Xianshen raised his eyes and met hers. The smile in his eyes was not deep in his eyes, but was very faint and gentle. She thought she had seen it wrong. 

She also heard him say, "Cats are a little delicate and like to show off their temper. No one can touch them when they are angry. But they are still very cute." 

"It's hard for me not to like them." 

The evening breeze brought a cool breeze, which fell on the back of Quechan's neck. Inexplicably, it reminded her of the daytime when he stroked the back of her neck and kissed her. 

She was in deep consciousness when she suddenly received a phone call. Xunang asked her to come over and said there was something urgent. 

Quezhan didn't think about anything else and was about to leave. 

However, her Aston Martin was due for maintenance yesterday, so she sent it in for repair, and she didn't want to call a taxi. "Give me your car keys," 

she asked bluntly. 

Xie Xianshen said slowly, "Which one do you want to drive?" 

Yes. 

She forgot that Xie Xianshen had the habit of collecting luxury cars. He would buy whatever he liked and even built an underground parking lot of 1,000 square meters to park these cars. 

Koenigsegg ONE1, Devel Sixteen, Lykan Hyper Sport, Bugatti Centodieci, and many more that she couldn't name. 

Some luxury cars have had their important parts modified and replaced, and have been given a first-class name on the basis of limited edition, just as valuable as the serial license plates hung on the front and back of the car body, but... He particularly remembers that he has a Rolls-Royce Shadow in his garage, which is the only one in Asia that owns it, and the license plate is a special serial number starting with Beijing A8, symbolizing the powerful class. 

"Things are a bit urgent, and I may not be able to control my driving speed." 

Before leaving, Que Zhan turned around and said, "Mr. Xie, if your car is really going to get bumped into, don't blame me." 

She left, leaving behind an anxious but beautiful figure. 

Xie Xianshen stared at the direction she left, his eyes silent. 

He didn't have to look for her. 

But he would let her use it as collateral and fuck him all night. 

-But 

I was driving at a decent speed, but when I arrived at the restaurant that Xunang had sent me the location of, there was no one there. 

I called several times, but still no one answered. 

She was so anxious that she could hardly breathe, worried that something had happened to Xunang. 

"Baby, come to the outdoor restaurant on the seventh floor." 

After making several calls, Xunang finally got through. But before he could ask what was the matter, he was inexplicably directed to the outdoor floor 7L of the restaurant. 

When Quezhan arrived at the place, he still didn't see Xunang. It could be said that the place was empty. 

Pushing open the glass door in front of her and taking another step, she felt like she had fallen into a dreamlike fairy tale world. 

The flat floor is almost entirely filled with various kinds of flowers, blooming in all their splendor and filled with fragrance. Small heart-shaped lights hanging in series with goose-yellow stamens are all around. In addition, at the end of the path paved with petals is a wall of Polaroid photos, and the protagonist is none other than Meng Xie. 

In some photos, they were smiling towards the camera together, but in most of the photos, he was taking pictures of her, on campus, at graduation, and while she never knew. 

Quezhan was stunned for a moment. The scene at that time was so much like a wedding scene during the day. 

"Bang!" 

"Bang!" 

A hundred miles away, clusters of red flames suddenly rose into the air and burst out with streams of red light, like falling snow filled with blood, coloring the entire sky. 

It's her favorite red. 

"Zhanzhan." 

Behind him, the other protagonist in the photo finally appeared. 

Meng Xie walked towards Que Zhan holding a large bouquet of roses. 

That bouquet of roses was even grander than the ones she had at her wedding today, but her focus was not on this, "Where's Ang Ang? She said she had something urgent to talk to me about..." 

"I asked Xun Ang to help. You and he will definitely be together tonight. If I asked you out, he would not let you go." 

Meng Xie had never thought of hiding it from Que Zhan, "Zhan Zhan, at the wedding today, I saw you and him walking together, hugging and kissing. Every minute and every second was a torment for me. I often think that it should be me who should be walking beside you and walking into the wedding scene with you, not Xie Xianshen."
"Just like these photos you see, I have liked you for a long time, and have liked you for a long time."

"So long..." Meng Xie choked up. The specific time was too long and he couldn't remember exactly when he was attracted to her. "So long that I don't even remember when that day was. The day you returned to China to choose a marriage partner, I should have stopped you, even if it was to buy myself a chance. But I was just afraid that if I told you this love, you would hate me. The longer I hide this love, the more I will regret it."

"Zhanzhan..."

He started preparing for this confession a long time ago.

She chose her favorite restaurant in Beijing, the red fireworks, the flowers, the scene layout, every detail was strictly flawless.

But when I saw her expression, I suddenly felt panicky.

He took a step closer to her, but then he collected his attention and took two steps back, "...Meng Xie, you shouldn't like me."

She felt that the person he should least like was her.

"Why?"

"Because we are friends!"

She had never lost her composure to him like this before, "Except for AngAng, you are my best friend. I... don't want to lose you..."

"Do you think the boundary between friends is so serious? Why can't I like you as a friend?"

The emotions that had been suppressed for many years could not be suppressed after all. Meng Xie laughed, sneering and looking down on himself, "Zhanzhan, does my liking you hurt... But, but I like you, how can I let go of the feeling of liking you? For so many years, I was also afraid of losing you, and I had been suppressing this liking in my heart, pretending to be a friend with a strong sense of boundaries in front of you, but... do you know how much I want to tell you..."

"You and him are just a marriage of interests, and this marriage relationship is nothing. I can pursue you, Zhanzhan, I believe that my persistence can move you."

"Give me a chance, okay?"

"Don't... reject me so quickly..."

The love accumulated over thousands of days and nights would not be like sand blown by the wind because of a rejection. That love had already taken root in his heart, and even sprouted and grew, and no one could shake it.

But she was in a state of confusion. Looking at the whole wall of Polaroid cameras and the scenes in each photo, she now realized that his love for her had been traced for a long time.

"Meng Xie, I'm sorry, I don't like it..."

He did not hesitate to interrupt her rejection, "Zhanzhan, I said, give me a chance, okay? I want to try it once, just once."

But Zhanzhan looked up at the sky, it was empty, there was nothing.

Just like them.

"... Let's calm down and re-examine the relationship between you and me."

-The

Rolls-Royce Shadow sped all the way back to Xiting Bay, but his troubled heart never calmed down.

Today's wedding was tiring enough, and Meng Xie confessed his love to her on the same day. She was so exhausted that she didn't want to think about anything anymore, and she put off settling the score with Xun Ang until tomorrow.

"......Hmm." Quezhan fell forward and lay on the bed, his head buzzing and heavy, as if he was fighting with another self.

Just before he was conscious, there was a "click" sound and the light in the room suddenly burned his eyes, causing pain. He felt a little annoyed, and when he opened his eyes with a frown, he saw that the person who came was Xie Xianshen.

"Is there something?"

"Yes."

Quezhan was still holding Abebei. He struggled to support himself with his arms and stood up. He had better have something important to say.

"There is indeed something I want to discuss with Mrs. Xie."

With another "click", he untied the strap of the silver watch on his wrist and threw it to the ground. The dull thud struck her heart like a drum.

Quezhan didn't understand, "Let's talk about business, why are you throwing things."

Xie Xianshen pretended not to hear her and walked past her: "Quezhan, the wedding just happened today and we let you drive the car. What were you doing? Listening to the confession of your best friend of the opposite sex?"

"How did you know?"

"It's not important."

The man took off his suit jacket and threw it casually. The clothes fell to the ground with several wrinkles. Then he began to take off his tie. He loosened the tie with his knuckles and pulled it down. Instead of throwing it away, he wrapped it around his wrist several times, hiding the blue veins on his arm, and continued to unbutton his shirt.

One after another, neither hurried nor slow.

The collar of his white shirt was open to his collarbone. He stopped and walked towards her.

"The important thing is that he confessed his love to you, sent you out under someone else's name, and said that I wouldn't let you go. But he is right about this. How could you let Mrs. Xie meet another man on your wedding day?"

How does he know everything?

Who was it? Who tipped him off...

Actually, no one tipped him off. He had previously asked a professional engineer to upgrade the shared positioning between him and Quezhan, and also implanted an electronic eavesdropping device in her phone that could only detect human voices. He had control over all her movements, including where she went and who she met. He knew everything clearly.

Xie Xianshen was getting closer and closer to her heart. The man had a broad back and a narrow waist. The white shirt he wore was unbuttoned and looked a bit messy. His gloomy eyes were filled with darkness, like a deep abyss.

Seeing him coming over, Gao An's figure slowly climbed up from the ground to the bed. Before he reached her toes, she suddenly felt a pang of fear in her heart.

Run away from him!

As soon as she turned over, her ankles were firmly grasped by him. His palms clamped her ankles, and the blue veins on the back of his hands tightened, binding her at the death point. No matter how much she struggled and resisted, it was difficult for her to escape.

"If you don't want me to tie your legs, don't move."

The tie was the most effective weapon to trap her.

"Is that what you're talking about?" Quezhan tried to struggle, but she was too strong and could not break free. Instead, the more she struggled under his control, the more pain she felt.

"Xie Xianshen, when did you have the leisure to listen to gossip? It really refreshes my perception of you..."

"...Huh."

As soon as she finished her words, the force that was holding her ankle increased, pulling her in the opposite direction. A straight arc was drawn on the flat bed surface, and her breathing and heartbeat were also pulled tight.

All of this, along with her entire person, was analyzed in his eyes, and his blood and energy surged backwards.

Xie Xianshen bent one leg and knelt between her knees. He held her with his hands and leaned down, "He confessed to you."

"In the previous school competition, Meng Xie always wanted to outdo me in everything. He got there first. He should be very happy."

"But I'm very unhappy."

Que Zhan tasted the contradiction in his words, "What do you mean, you... like me?"

"Are you surprised?" Xie Xianshen's answer was a disguised admission of her question, "Why can he do it but I can't?"

"Do you think my request to advance the wedding date and to trade with you in exchange for the wedding was all acting?"

She really thought he was acting.

Not only what he said, but also, the forced kiss in the swimming pool locker room, the subsequent game in which he blocked the wine for her, the face-to-face confrontation with Su Lan on the court, and tonight he said that he had a cat that was prone to temper tantrums. It was difficult to raise and was delicate, but he said it was hard not to like it.

It turns out he was talking about her.

"I don't have the time."

Crazy, all crazy.

Quezhan was lying flat on the bed with an irregular heartbeat. As far as she could see, he was leaning on one arm at her side and meeting her gaze. The strange thing was that compared to Meng Xie, she felt calm when she heard Xie Xianshen express his love for her.

Why is that.

Perhaps it was because her relationship with Xie Xianshen was based on mutual benefit. He was neither her friend nor someone who had accompanied her for many years and was even like a close relative. They simply started with the mutual benefit of interests, and would carry out business in parallel and increase their power. They would fulfill the terms of the agreement, not cross the line, and owe nothing to each other.

Now, things have changed.

"What does the agreement say?" He forgot what the agreement said, but Shan remembered it, and said in a cold voice: "In terms of feelings, neither you nor I can cross the line."

"Making trouble is crossing the line. I like you, not that."

Afraid that she would run away if he relaxed, he held her ankle without loosening his grip the whole time. "Meng Xie is very good at choosing times. He insisted on confessing to you at our wedding. It's just that he was too confident in himself. He never thought that he would make you angry, and he didn't leave you any chance to refuse."

"It doesn't matter. I will make you forget all the bad emotions he brought to you."

His actual actions told her how to forget.

The nightgown that Quezhan was wearing was made of silk satin, smooth and delicate, just like her skin.

Xie Xianshen's hand, which was holding her ankle, slowly moved up to the wrist bone, knee pit, outer thigh, and finally to the hip bone. The touches along the way were too light, as if he deliberately did not use any strength. Wherever he passed, he caused an unbearable tremor in her heart like a floating feather, which gradually broke the strings in her head.

He pressed her hip with his fingertips, then moved down to touch the faint horizontal line along the edge of her abdomen.

"Want to have fun?"

The deep and hoarse voice blatantly revealed his desire. His eyes suppressed the coldness, and his poisonous intent was light, but he was at ease and determined to tear her apart and swallow her into his stomach.

"Should I help you take it off, or should you do it yourself?"