Chapter 45 Nacht What to do, he really likes her...

The second doorbell rang just a second ago.

Then, the third doorbell rang and pierced her heart.

Judging from the frequency of the doorbell ringing, Xie Xianshen seemed to be a little impatient, and Quezhan could imagine the scene after she opened the door.

The door opened, and the man pressed his palm against the door panel and entered the room forcefully.

He must be unhappy, or angry, angry that she did not go back to Xiting Bay in the middle of the night but ran here to hide in peace and quiet. He stood in front of her, held her face with both hands and kissed her.

She knew what he was going to do.

If Xie Xianshen was more perverted, maybe as soon as the door opened, he would carry her and tie her back to Xiting Bay.

She didn't want to open the door!

Quezhan pretended that she hadn't seen the message and set it to mute. If he sent any more messed up messages, she would just ignore them.

But the facts are always contrary to one's wishes.

"Zhanzhan, I know you're in there."

Outside the door, Xie Xianshen looked down. In the chat box between Quezhan and him, her note at the top had long been changed to 'Maobao' by him.

He sent so many messages, but the Maobao on the other side didn't reply to any of them.

How cruel.

"Still playing with me?"

He pressed his thin eyelashes down, and the mobile phone display and Quezhan's chat box switched to a call. He called Ms. Bai, made a simple excuse to get the access password, and then entered it one number at a time.

Even though there were only two of them around the flat, and he was the only one talking, but when Quezhan heard the sound of entering the password, he wanted to run behind the door to lock it, but it was too late...

"Click."

The key was disconnected, and Xie Xianshen's figure gradually appeared in Quezhan's vision.

She almost couldn't stop the car and crashed into him.

The familiar person, the familiar sandalwood wrapped her whole body in every way, blowing in her face, the breath and shadow fell on her from all directions, and in an instant, Quezhan's heart palpitated for two beats.

She didn't deny that the sandalwood on him smelled good, but she was also afraid.

As soon as she smelled the fragrance of this kind of scent, she knew it was Xie Xianshen. She

instinctively turned around and wanted to run, but the man behind her put his arm around her waist, then pulled her back, pulling back, and her back hit his chest and she groaned in pain.

"Let go!"

"What's the use of the password? It's still open."

Her eyes accidentally fell down, and Quezhan saw that the interface of the mobile phone he was holding in one hand was still lit, and the call at the top was Ms. Bai.

Xie Xianshen followed her gaze and noticed it, then exited and turned off the screen.

He was so despicable.

Asking her mother for her whereabouts and address, and also for the password!

"I say it again, let me go."

Quezhan's voice became much colder. His face, which had just removed the light makeup, was as white as water, and his neck was tilted. Although the eyes had faded from the powder, they were still seductive.

Very beautiful.

He thought about these eyes all day.

"Don't move, I won't do anything to you." Xie Xianshen made a promise to calm Quezhan's temper.

Of course Quezhan didn't believe him, "I won't believe you even if you say you want to die."

The trust between them was so low.

Xie Xianshen was not annoyed. After all, the number of times he had made her angry seemed not enough for her to believe him.

He let her go and did nothing. He didn't hold her in his arms and kiss her randomly, nor did he carry her and tie her up as she imagined.

"Mrs. Xie didn't reply to the message. I have to know if you have encountered something." He said.

Opening her door in the middle of the night is such a "gentleman" behavior. He

looks like a hypocritical gentleman.

He said everything good and bad.

Quezhan curled her lips and didn't say more to him. Anyway, she knew that he came here to ask Ms. Bai and told him the address and password. She couldn't stop him anymore.

Sitting on the sofa and continuing to sort out the spoils she bought, Quezhan knelt on her legs and picked and chose by herself. There was an orange paper bag next to her, and she was just about to reach over to take it. Xie Xianshen didn't show any eyes and sat next to her to block the orange paper bag she wanted to take.

This man was locked outside and knew the password. She couldn't be driven away, and she couldn't really cut his neck with a knife.

So she would fight him. Anyway, she wasn't going back, and she could sleep wherever she wanted.

When he sat over, Quezhan's first reaction was that he was blocking her from taking something, and then, she seemed to smell the faint scent of perfume coming from him.

She was sure that it was the scent of women's perfume.

Xun Ang said that at the photography exhibition, as soon as Xie Xianshen appeared, many beautiful women surrounded him. They rushed to ask for his contact information, and told her that she should go and see the scene. They were crazy, as if they had never seen a man.

A group of spider spirits.

Quezhan scolded, "You can stay if you want, but don't get so close to me. I don't know which vixen's perfume it is, it's pungent and not pleasant at all."

She wanted to push him away and let him stay away from her.

Xie Xianshen grabbed her wrist, and seeing her frowning and disdainful expression, he seemed to see through her, "You're jealous."

"This is the first time I see you jealous, do you understand my feelings now?"

"..."

She was simply disgusted.

"I'm too lazy to argue with you." Quezhan didn't say too much, because if she said too much, Xie Xianshen would catch her by the tail and keep talking endlessly.

"Whether you are with Meng Xie, Meng Ye, or the editor-in-chief under Levi, Su something." He settled accounts with her one by one, "Every time you get close to them, do you know how I feel?"

He stared at her, the darkness in his black eyes was like an ice blade, that kind of gaze was too straightforward, unmoving, burning her as if she was stabbed by a sharp weapon.

Quezhan turned a blind eye, pretending not to hear, and didn't care about his feelings.

It had nothing to do with her.

Seeing that she didn't speak, he thought she was angry with him and had to explain. He said, "Several brands of customized perfumes that you like have been launched in advance. I tried a few scents and had them delivered to Xiting Bay this afternoon."

There are many scents to try, and all kinds of floral, woody, fruity, fougere, and aquatic scents are mixed together, which will be mixed.

But it still can't cover up the sandalwood on him.

"What you like may not be what I like." Quezhan reasoned, and said word by word, "Don't make decisions for me without authorization."

"You don't want what I give you, so what he gives you is fine?"

During the time when Meng Xie was injured and hospitalized, Quezhan went to the hospital to see him once.

When she came out of the ward that time, Xie Xianshen found that there was nothing on her wrist before she left. When she left the ward, there was a red rope on her thin and slender wrist.

Meng Xie said that this was the red rope that his family prayed for him on the mountain. His red rope means peace, and her red rope means friendship.

Although, after more than ten years of secret love and love, he couldn't just let it go.

But after going through that incident and being at the gates of hell, he seemed to have let things go more and figured things out. He didn't want to threaten her with his own life to make her like him. It was unfair to her, and he didn't want to let this friendship of more than ten years go to waste.

Perhaps, friendship is the most suitable way for them to get along.

Since the facts cannot be changed, why should she go against her heart? Letting her go is also a manifestation of love for her.

As for how long it will take to let go, it can only be left to time.

Quezhan immediately understood that Xie Xianshen was talking about the red rope given to her by Meng Xie. She had only worn this red rope once and sealed it in a pear wood box when she returned home.

This was the starting point for the restoration of her friendship with Meng Xie, and she had to accept it. Similarly, she also returned the gift.

Is he going to settle accounts for this?

"Xie Xianshen, please stop being unreasonable." After putting down the things, Quezhan did not clean up, "I have explained to you about the red rope many times, but you never listened once."

"What you said is completely different from this." "

The things were given to you by him."

"..."

"You accepted them too."

"Xie Xianshen!"

The anger in his chest could not be tolerated. He raised his voice, got off the sofa and stood up, "You want to talk nonsense with me because of this, I don't have the energy and mind to listen to your nonsense. I accepted the things, what's wrong, you feel uncomfortable? Then strangle me to death now!"

She lowered her neck and looked down, and he looked up.

The invisible atmosphere between the two people looked at each other, and Quezhan was so angry that his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his heart rate was unstable.

However, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed her wrist to hold her. She ignored him, and her mind and body seemed to be tied by him. When she fell forward, she subconsciously supported her hands on both sides of his shoulders. She was shocked and stunned. When she came to her senses, her knees were spread on the sides of his legs, and her waist was held tightly by his hands, even pushing her forward, her chest line was about to touch his lips, and the inside of her legs was also held by his other hand.

Although she was on top, he was still in a dominant position.

"Get out of the way."

She wanted to step back, but he refused to let her. He lowered his attitude and apologized to her, "It's my fault."

"Don't talk about death all the time. If you die, I will follow you."

"Are you trying to commit suicide for love?"

She snorted and sneered. It was just talk.

This posture made Quezhan want to retreat, but he pressed her waist tightly. Suddenly, the hands on his shoulders bent, and her thin arms stretched out to pinch his neck, threatening: "Don't let go? You want me to strangle you to death, right?"

Her fingers were slender and white, and she crossed her fingers and clasped them around his neck, and the skin of the knuckles at the joints was faintly red. Although he added strength, he seemed to be playing a love game with her, and his low voice made a sound, not angry but laughing, seducing her.

"It's okay to strangle me to death, but remember to stay a widow for me in the future."

"You are fucking sick!" Quezhan

sneered at him.

But it is undeniable that her pinching and the suffocation that slowly extended from her throat and neck did bring him a sense of pleasure, and he just enjoyed it.

She taught him a lesson and stopped pinching until there was a red mark.

"Are you still angry?"

Xie Xianshen pushed aside Quezhan's long hair that was scattered and blocked her view, and tied the black hair around her ears. He whispered: "Can I help you with my mouth?"

This was his way of apologizing.

Even though Quezhan enjoyed the process, she didn't have much in mind today. She was so tired from shopping and working. She had almost packed up the spoils she bought and just wanted to rest.

"No, I won't do it."

Four words rejected him.

There are many men who like Quezhan. What's the big deal? Xie Xianshen thought that he had many more advantages than those men.

He could touch her, kiss her, and make love with her.

Except when she was angry, she would slap him, but it didn't matter. He didn't feel pain when she slapped him on the face, but only got more excited.

Just like before, she knelt on him and pinched his neck with both hands. They were so close, separated by only two layers of thin fabric. The delicate skin on the side of her legs rubbed against the fabric of his trousers. If she sat down a little lower, she would almost touch it.

"Then help me, I feel

a little uncomfortable." He moved, and the tail tone was barely audible.

Quezhan certainly knew what Xie Xianshen meant by this, and he lowered his eyes unconsciously.

"..."

"...I want to sleep." She made excuses to escape, which was his own business.

He didn't allow her to run away, and reasoned with her: "Shouldn't we reciprocate?"

The man tilted his neck to touch the tip of her nose, once, and again, and he was indeed trying to coax her, and persuade her to help him.

Quezhan wasn't that stupid. Every time she wanted to have fun, he always came to her.

Now he was negotiating conditions with her.

"Don't..."

She felt itchy when he rubbed her nose. She tilted her head slightly to stop him from rubbing. The hand that moved from her waist to her neck pulled her back.

Let them look at each other.

He said: "I'm going on a business trip abroad tomorrow, and we'll be apart for a week. Can't you meet this request?"

Quezhan's consciousness instantly became clear when he heard it.

Not seeing Xie Xianshen for a week, a whole week, so good! When

Xie Xianshen was not at home, she could do whatever she didn't want.

Before, when he was at home, he would take care of her if she slept late; he would also take care of her if she woke up in the middle of the night and wanted to drink ice water, and he would change the ice water to room temperature and secretly add a piece of ice to the water, which he discovered on the spot; even when she hugged Tag and Nacht, the two little guys stepped on her waist, he had to take the two little devils down and then scolded them.

That was her cat .

She said that her affairs had nothing to do with him, and

she should pay attention to the boundary between Chu and Han. He didn't listen, and he still did what he should do. He controlled

her all the time and she had no freedom. He controlled her in everything. In name, she was his wife, but she was not his daughter!

Even if she was his daughter, he wouldn't control her like this, okay...

When she heard that he was going on a business trip, her eyes lit up, and she just hoped that he would leave quickly, and it would be best if the business trip could be extended so that she wouldn't have to see him.

He continued to add weight: "The Arctic Blue Paraiba that you like, I will bring it to see you in a week."

Recently, a Sotheby's auction will be held abroad, but Xie Xianshen has been thinking about this diamond for a long time.

If she wasn't dealing with work, she would have personally flown to the scene and called out the highest price, and personally taken the treasure under her wing.

The condition he proposed seemed to shake her heart a little...

Xie Xianshen wanted to achieve a certain goal, and would not give up until he reached it, such as the last kiss, and for example... now...

Time passed without a concept, and she didn't know how much time had passed.

It seemed as if he had taken away all the time she had to organize the clothes, bags, and jewelry she had bought. Her hearing was blurry and she couldn't hear clearly. Her heart was beating fast.

In his arms, she seemed like a cat. He always treated her like a cat, talking to her softly so that her ears were filled with his voice. She couldn't hear anything else except his voice.

Her hair seemed a little messy, so he helped her to tidy it up, and reached out to help her put it behind her ears. He seemed to be talking to himself, and called her softly, calling her a good baby, very softly.

The Adam's apple on the man's neck moved again, and her consciousness slowly returned to normal.

He took a few tissues to help her wipe the wet marks on the back of her hand. He wiped it again and again. Halfway through, he heard her complaining.

"My hand hurts...!"

Quezhan was too wronged. In the end, he didn't care about her feelings. It was obviously him who begged her to help him, and he didn't care at all that his palm was red.

"I hate you, Xie Xianshen..." She hit him, condemned, accused, and vented her dissatisfaction, "Whatever you say in the future, I will listen to me as a puppy again..."

Who says they are a puppy?

Such a cute cat, it is also very cute when it loses its temper.

He smiled, admitted his mistake to her, and raised his hand to hold her in his arms.

Her shoulders trembled in his arms, and the strong floral fragrance on her body made him involuntarily lean his head against her neck. What should I

do? He really likes her.