Chapter 44 Nacht Dad is so clingy to Mom! He is such a clingy person! ...

But the elders are here, so Quezhan can't lose her temper in public.

She really can't stand it!

It was because of the elders' presence that he dared to push her further. It was not enough to just hold her hand, his fingertips extended along the line of her palm to the slender fingers, and interlocked their fingers.

She was completely in the passive position. Xie Xianshen slowly increased the strength to imprison her hand. If she moved, even if it was secretly resisting, it was obvious.

His fingertips touched her white joints, as if playing with her.

This kind of light and heavy movements... He was at ease, and the desire was stirring up the clouds and rain. He

was very good at seducing people, his usual method.

It gave Quezhan the same feeling as that time when she wanted to escape Meng Xie's confession to her and let him satisfy himself.

That time, she was sober, and the feeling was more intuitive than the first time they made love.

He let her lean on his arms, his broad white palms brushing against her skin, her shoulders and neck, his palms around her ribs to gently support her, holding her like a baby, lowering his head to bury in the middle of her chest line and touching her, biting gently.

Of course, it makes her feel good.

But the lamp burned her neck all of a sudden.

Xie Ting was quick to observe, and the couple lowered their left and right hands. It was fine if they played a trick at the family dinner, but they didn't let their mother go here!

"Brother."

The little girl knew it well, she really loved the CP of the eldest brother and sister-in-law, "You have been my brother for twenty-one years, and I haven't discovered that you have such a contrasting side."

Xie Ting didn't say it too directly, but the few people present understood it.

The two kittens also understood it, and meowed again and again, as if to praise their aunt's point of view.

Dad is so clingy to mom! Clingy!

As she spoke, the little girl tried to pick the immortal offerings placed in the Royal Albert rose bone china. Before her fingertips touched it, the porcelain plate was taken away by her brother and placed at a place where her sister-in-law could reach.

"..."

Double-standard brother.

She hasn't eaten it yet!

"It was just airlifted in this morning. Try it?"

Didn't she say that she didn't know her preferences? She went to the hospital because of an orange allergy. She wanted to eat grape cake and had to tell Meng Xie. Let a man deliver the cake in the middle of the night?

He would settle this account sooner or later.

After living under the same roof with her for a few months, he learned from his observation that she liked to eat green grapes. She didn't eat red grapes or purple grapes much, but she loved green grapes. Green grape varieties such as Chenin Blanc and Viognier were squeezed into juice or made into desserts. Her eyes sparkled when she saw green grapes.

Lychees were his new favorite that he had observed her favor recently.

Quezhan smiled, and the little canine tooth showed a small tip. His lips did not move: "Sister likes it, give it to her first." He

threatened with his hand.

You still don't let go, right?

Xie Xianshen: "If she wants to eat, she can get it herself."

"Mom!" Not only was Xie Ting fed a handful of dog food, but her elder brother was also so hypocritical in front of her mother, "Look at the elder brother, look at him..."

The little girl loved to act like a spoiled child with her. Xu Fanyin coaxed her with a smile, and then asked Aunt Tian to bring new immortal offerings, and the little girl was quiet.

Seeing that the young couple was in love, she was also happy in her heart.

Quezhan struggled to break free from Xie Xianshen but couldn't. Seeing that Ms. Xu was about to take the new dishes brought by Aunt Tian, she hurriedly said I'll do it, and Xie Xianshen let her go.

He didn't stay idle after letting go. He peeled the lychees she liked one by one for her.

"No, madam, no need to trouble you."

Aunt Tian saw Quezhan reaching out to take it. This was not the work of the master, and she must not let the mistress get involved.

"It's okay, I'll give it to my sister."

It was also taking this opportunity that Quezhan escaped from Xie Xianshen's hands. It was just a porcelain plate, not a big deal.

But Aunt Tian retreated, and she lost her balance, and the milk in her right hand accidentally spilled on her.

"I'm sorry, madam, I'm really sorry..."

Aunt Tian hurriedly took a few tissues to help Quezhan wipe the milk off her skirt.

She knew that basically every piece of clothing of her madam was either a luxury brand or a new handmade custom-made one, and one piece of clothing could be worth her annual salary. She blamed her own unstable hands, and she didn't know how much she would have to pay...

Quezhan refused Aunt Tian's offer to compensate for the loss of the dress, saying it was a small matter, asking Aunt Tian not to have any psychological burden, and simply wiped off the remaining milk. She said goodbye and left the table to change clothes on the second floor.

Seeing this, Xie Xianshen also stood up: "I'll go up and take a look."

On the first floor, Ms. Xu and Xie Ting looked at each other. The little girl saw through it, and watched her brother go upstairs and commented sharply and objectively: "Mom, my brother really can't live without my sister-in-law for a second! Did you see them holding hands? So sweet!"

Not only did he make breakfast himself, but most of the food he made was what his sister-in-law liked to eat. He spoiled his wife to no limit! He is completely different from the big brother she knew before.

The big sister-in-law just changed her clothes, but he still followed her, as if he was afraid that she would run away.

It can be seen how much the big brother clings to the big sister-in-law.

"Zhanzhan is really a likable child." Xu Fanyin smiled.

On the other side, upstairs, in the cloakroom.

This light purple dress is a new quarterly product from a high-end brand that Quezhan just received these days. It has not yet been exhibited and sold on the market.

Quezhan lifted the hem of the skirt and took a look. The milk stains on a large area of the skirt were a little regretful, but she couldn't really ask Aunt Tian to pay for the skirt. It doesn't matter, just buy a new one.

"Click."

The door was pushed open and Xie Xianshen came in.

"Get out." Quezhan turned around. It would be fine if he didn't knock on the door, but why couldn't she have a quiet place when she changed her clothes? "Mr. Xie, do you still have the habit of watching others change clothes? You are perverted."

"I just want to watch you."

"Don't let me drive you away, be more conscious, get out."

Downstairs, Xie Xianshen suddenly took her hand without warning and took advantage of her. She realized that the accounts between them were getting more and more.

"Are you so rude to me?"

Xie Xianshen walked closer and picked out a dress for Quezhan from the wardrobe that was full of high-end dresses. It was bright red and very conservative in style. "Wear this. It suits you very well."

He even controls what she wears?

Quezhan got rebellious and argued with him, "No. You should be thankful that your elders are here, otherwise, I would have slapped you a long time ago."

"You can do it now if you want."

Quezhan ignored him.

She said no, and the man slowly hung the dress back in place. His dark eyes moved slightly and greeted her, "I looked at Mrs. Xie's work schedule. I have free time this morning. I went shopping and drank coffee with friends. If the clothes are dirty, I have to buy new ones. It doesn't matter how much I buy. As long as Mrs. Xie is happy, that's all."

Xie Xianshen took two steps to Quezhan. The sandalwood scent on his body trapped her in place like a shadow. It was because of the familiar smell, too familiar, that she didn't move. Her light eyes fell and fixed on the front of the thin card.

It was similar to the black card he had given her before, with no limit on the amount, so you could spend as much as you wanted, and the long list of balances didn't even move a single number.

With his long fingers slightly bent, the card stopped between his two fingers. He looked at her quietly, and his smile faded: "No need to save money for your husband."

Quezhan's heart was agitated. Since he had given it to her, what reason did she have to refuse?

"If you didn't have money, I would have kicked you out long ago."

Xie Xianshen curved his lips lightly. She liked

to spend money, and he had money. They were a perfect match made in heaven. Quezhan thought he would put forward some conditions to make her equal, but it was strange. When she was about to drive him away, she heard him put forward the conditions hesitantly, "You can buy more nightgowns and wear them to show me when you come back tonight."

"Sick!"

...

"He is sick, a complete lunatic!"

After breakfast, Quezhan asked Xunang out for shopping. He was busy with work at Jiang Medical Clinic and had no time. Xunang was free, so he pulled him out to condemn Xie Xianshen with her.

Xunang listened without blinking, picked up the porcelain cup and took a sip of coffee. The coffee beans were from St. Helena, with a mellow taste and sweet aroma. It was recommended by Quezhan. It tasted as good as the Molokai she often drank.

"Meng Xie and Meng Ye have been resolved. Your husband..." Xun Ang expressed her opinion at the right time. As soon as she said this title, Quezhan's eyes moved over, a little cold. She changed her words without hesitation, "...Xie Xianshen, what are you going to do?"

Some time ago, Quezhan had told her about this matter, and the person who was confessed was very calm.

It's the same now.

"If he likes me, he likes me. If he wants to pursue me, he can pursue me. If he really has the energy to pursue me, I want to see how long he can persist." Quezhan stroked the broken hair beside her ears and said lightly, "This is not something I can control."

She paused, "There is one more thing I didn't tell you. In fact, the little old lady and his grandmother are old friends."

Xun Ang was shocked, "The two elders know each other?"

"Yes." Quezhan said: "It was also when I went to the theater after trying on the wedding dress that my grandmother told me."

When leaving the theater, her grandmother told her to be good to Xianshen.

Therefore, as long as Xie Xianshen does not touch her bottom line and fulfills her grandmother's wish, this marriage between the two families in name only will continue.

"Baby, you're not at a disadvantage." Xun Ang thought about it and sincerely comforted her: "Because your husband is so handsome!"

"On Monday, there was an art photography exhibition curated by our company. I accidentally saw your husband. When he just entered, many beautiful women stared at him! Someone even had the guts to ask for his contact information."

Quezhan was stunned. Why did he tell her this?

"Aren't you jealous?"

"Am I sick? What kind of jealousy am I?"

Xun Ang had read too many romance novels and comics, and she had an endless imagination of how many women were around Xie Xianshen. No matter how many there were, it had nothing to do with her!

"Are you on my side or not? We have been friends for more than 20 years." Quezhan seriously doubted Xun Ang's stance, "Don't think that Pei Mo and Xie Xianshen are good friends, so you'll switch sides."

"Really not! I'll stand by you even if the sky falls!"

After shopping in SKP, the two went to other shopping malls to continue searching, buying, buying, spending, and spending. Quezhan's cards never stopped.

She has a habit, which was "spoiled" by her family. When she is angry, she likes to squander money to satisfy her needs and make herself happy.

The card that Xie Xianshen gave her has a minimum of six digits. When she sees nice hairpin accessories, ribbons, doll keychains and other small things, she buys them in bulk, not to mention cosmetics, clothes, shoes, and jewelry, which doubles the amount.

The fighting power of women in shopping should not be underestimated.

When Quezhan and Xunang went out shopping, both cars could not fit the spoils they bought.

Fortunately, Xie Xianshen and Pei Mo are not poor, otherwise they really can't afford these two money-eating beasts.

After shopping, after finishing today's work in the afternoon, Quezhan drove to take the spoils home, and then packed them up and put them in her cloakroom for viewing, but halfway through the drive, she suddenly didn't want to go back.

Because, Xie Xianshen said that you can buy more nightgown styles and wear them to show me when you come back at night.

She really bought a nightgown. There are new models. She has gold in her hand, and they are all her favorites, so she can't help but buy them.

What are you going to do when you go back?

Wear it for him to see?

Dream on!

Quezhan turned a few roads and drove back to the flat where she lived before getting married. Xie Xianshen didn't know the address here, and she hadn't told him.

At last, she could get away from him and have some peace and quiet.

In case he bombarded her with WeChat and phone calls, Quezhan had muted the sound in advance, so that no matter how many messages came, it wouldn't cause any ripples.

She threw her phone away and began to sort out her favorite things that she had paid a lot of money for.

It was too boring to just sort out without listening to songs. Halfway through the sorting, she leaned over to touch the phone that was tilted on the edge of the sofa.

The music app and WeChat were close together, and Quezhan accidentally clicked on it. In the homepage message list, Xie Xianshen's chat box had the most corner marks and was the most conspicuous.

22:15.

X: [Why didn't I see you when I got home? ]

X: [Working overtime? ]

X: [What time do you get off work? I'll pick you up. ]

After a few minutes, she didn't reply, and his messages continued to increase.

22:21.

X: [Looking at the phone. 】

X: [Mrs. Xie is playing hide-and-seek, right? 】

X: [I know you are not in the company. ]

Quezhan's breathing paused slightly. He knew she was not in the company just because she did not reply for six minutes? It was too magical...

At that time, his messages were superimposed again.

X: [Why don't you go back? ]