Chapter 45

However, as soon as her toes moved, her waist was suddenly rolled up by a strong force, which fixed her in the same place, and there was no way to retreat.

Nie Xiangsi's breath coagulated and raised her long eyelashes to look at him.

Zhan tingshen sips his thin lips lightly, and his shallow breath carries the faint fragrance of wine. His eyes are obstinate and obstinate, and his long fingers touch Nie Xiangsi's frown back and forth until her brow stretches and no longer frowns.

Although the frown of Nie Xiangsi's brow was smoothed, the position of his heart was slightly twisted. He gently pinched his fingertips and said to Zhan tingshen, "you sit down for a while, I'll cook Jiejiu tea for you."

Zhan tingshen holds Nie Xiangsi's thin waist and says, "I'm not drunk."

Nie xiangsihan.

Generally, when he said that, he was drunk.

It's just that Zhan Ting's deep willpower is much stronger than that of ordinary people, so even if he is drunk, he can act like a person who doesn't drink at all by his paralyzed face and amazing willpower.

"You're not drunk. I want tea now, OK?" Nie Xiangsi looked at him and said helplessly.

Zhan tingshen stared at her white face for a while, and suddenly his mouth turned up, "yes, I'll cook it for you."

Eyes across the corner of his lips, Nie Xiangsi's mind swayed slightly, and then his eyes moved away from him, "you just came back, have a rest, I'll cook."

"I'm not tired." Zhan tingshen said, wildly holding Nie Xiangsi's little hand, holding her steady step toward the kitchen.

Nie Xiangsi "..." is inexplicably tired!

……

In the kitchen, Nie Xiangsi admires Zhan tingshen's methodical tea cooking. He is skillful and pleasing to the eye.

If we didn't know him, Nie Xiangsi might really believe that he was not drunk.

After the tea is cooked, Zhan tingshen hands one of the cups to Nie Xiangsi. His cold and hard eyebrows fade away at the moment, which is very soft.

Nie Xiangsi took the tea and leaned on the edge of the Liuli platform. He looked down at the steaming heat in the tea cup. Some of it was not real.

"Today, my grandfather and grandmother have been here."

"What's the matter?" Zhan tingshen looks at her.

"Grandparents want to know how well they are preparing for the birthday party in a few days, and what they need to cooperate with." Nie Xiangsi said softly.

Zhan tingshen sipped the tea. The fragrance of the tea went down his throat, moistening his dry throat slightly. His voice was hoarse. "The banquet is almost ready. They don't have to do anything, they just have to be on time. "

After a pause, Zhan tingshen glared at Nie Xiangsi, "tomorrow, the designer will come with a custom-made dress for you. You can try it on. If it's not suitable, you can change it in time."

Nie Xiangsi nodded, "I know."

"Why didn't you call?"

"..." Nie Xiangsi was stunned and looked up at Zhan Ting's deep eyebrows and three-dimensional face, "what, what?"

"Why didn't you call?"

Zhan tingshen said again, staring at Nie Xiangsi's cold eyes, especially with resentment and dissatisfaction.

Nie Xiangsi inhales.

Look into his eyes, unnatural twinkle.

In the past, when he was out socializing, he didn't return after ten o'clock in the evening. Nie Xiangsi had to call him to ask when he would come back. Sometimes he was afraid to disturb him to talk about cooperation, so he would send a message without calling.

Today, Nie Xiangsi did nothing.

Bang.

Zhan tingshen put the tea cup in his hand on the Liuli stage and leaned towards her Nie Xiangsi.

Close to the face of Nie Xiangsi stand, Zhan tingshen rely on the height of proud people to look down on Nie Xiangsi, "ask you, why no phone?"

Nie Xiangsi's hands holding the teacup trembled slightly.

They are really too close.

Nie Xiangsi even if both hands release, the cup in front of the two people will not spill.

The aroma of wine mixed with the breath of his body, penetrated into her nose, mouth, and all the breathing cells in her body.

Nie Xiangsi lowered his head. He had to be very careful not to touch his chest.

"I forgot."

Nie Xiangsi said with a low trembling voice.

Zhan tingshen didn't speak any more.

But Nie Xiangsi could feel the air flow around him dropping rapidly.

Nie Xiangsi's heart is shaking, and she dare not say anything.

"Look up

As if after half a century so long, the man's voice came dull.

Nie Xiangsi shrunk her shoulders, and her long eyelashes trembled as if they were falling from her eyes.

The palm suddenly emptied.

Bang.

Put it on the table beside her.

Nie Xiangsi was so frightened that she kept her head down and didn't dare to look up.

Suddenly, his chin was lifted by two fingers as strong as steel bars.

Nie Xiangsi's eyes are tense and flustered, and her black eyes are shaking around. She just doesn't look at someone's face.

"Oh."

Zhan tingshen sneered abruptly.

This smile, directly cold to Nie Xiangsi's heart, let her suddenly have a kind of creepy panic feeling.

When his lips were violently pressed down, Nie Xiangsi's hands were flurried down, but he accidentally hit the tea cup on the Liuli stage.

Bang

The teacup fell to the ground and made a sharp and crisp sound.

Zhan tingshen pinches her waist and lifts her up, letting Nie Xiangsi sit on the stage of Liuli. He pushes her legs apart and embeds her body in.

"Third uncle..."

Nie Xiangsi exclaimed.

Nie Xiangsi only made a sound, and he sealed his lips more closely.

"Ah..."

Suddenly, a cry of terror came from the kitchen door.

Nie Xiangsi's body suddenly stiffens, and she stares at the door.

Zhang Hui, wearing a coat, stood trembling at the door, covering her face and looking into their eyes. She was scared and couldn't believe it as if she saw a ghost.

Nie Xiangsi only felt that the whole body's blood was frozen in an instant, her small face was white, and her soft lips, which were still wrapped in Zhan tingshen's thin lips, were rapidly cooling.

Zhan tingshen slowly retreated from her small mouth, looked at her pale, confused and helpless face, and twisted her heart.

"Go away!"

Zhan tingshen drinks hard.

Zhang Hui covered her mouth and ran away.

Nie Xiangsi sat on the stage of Liuli, as if his soul had drifted away from his body.

"Think." Zhan tingshen holds her cold face and calls her in a dumb voice.

Nie Xiangsi turns his eyes rigidly and stares at Zhan tingshen, tears rolling down.

Zhan Ting's cold eyes seemed to have been stabbed with a sharp weapon. He was as red as blood, and his lips were tight. He suddenly picked up Nie Xiangsi, turned around, strode out of the kitchen and headed for the second floor.

……

Second floor, master bedroom.

Zhan tingshen gently put the tearful girl on the big bed, squatted slightly in front of her body, raised her eyebrow, and awkwardly wiped her tears.

"What to do? Third uncle, Aunt Zhang knows. She must know. What to do, what to do... "

Nie Xiangsi is completely flustered.

Scared, scared!

Zhang Hui was originally in charge of the daily life of Zhan Yao and others in the old house.

Later, Zhan Yao worried that a big man in Zhan tingshen couldn't take good care of Nie Xiangsi, so he asked Zhang Hui to live in coral pavilion to take care of Nie Xiangsi.

Now Zhang Hui bumps her into Zhan tingshen in the kitchen

Nie Xiangsi covers his face, and the whole person falls into endless fear and uneasiness.

Now that Zhang Hui has known the "abnormal" relationship between them, is it far away from the old house?

At that time, how will she face her grandfather, Zhan Jin and Sheng Xiuzhu

"Think, listen to the third uncle." Zhan tingshen takes down Nie Xiangsi's hands covering his cheek, and his deep eyes are dizzy with some kind of stable magic. He stares at Nie Xiangsi's eyes with tears sprouting. "There is a third uncle in everything."

Nie Xiangsi looked at him, his eyes were sad, powerless and flustered, "third uncle, what if my grandfather knew? Great grandfather loves me so much and treats me so well. If you know... "

"Shh."

Zhan tingshen stopped her from thinking deeply. He got up and sat down beside her. He held her trembling shoulder in his arms, and his thin lips gently kissed her hair. "Do you believe uncle Sisi?"

Don't you believe it?

The answer is no!

But facts speak louder than words.

The situation in the kitchen just now, if it's a misunderstanding, no one will believe it.

If Zhang Hui reported what she saw tonight to Zhan Yao, Zhan Jin and Sheng Xiuzhu, it would certainly stir up huge waves.

She can't imagine.

What if they knew about it, and what would they think of her

This night, for Nie Xiangsi, the degree of panic was no less than that of knowing Zhan tingshen's feelings for her, even more.

At last, Nie Xiangsi almost fell asleep crying.

……

That night, Nie Xiangsi didn't sleep soundly. Until she woke up, her frown didn't stretch.

When you open your eyes, the first one to break into your eyes is the male's hard Adam's apple.

For the eyes to see, Nie Xiangsi is not surprised.

Just the tip of the nose slightly sour, slowly raised his eyelids to see the man sleeping in the gentle face.

In the moment when Nie Xiangsi looks at the past, the man's closed eyes suddenly open.

Nie Xiangsi is stunned. Her eyes are clear but a little silly. She looks at the man's deep eyes.

The warm finger fell on the corner of her red and swollen eyes. Nie Xiangsi's eyelashes moved, and her white and tender cheeks were covered with rosy clouds.

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A careful knock on the door suddenly rang out.

Nie Xiangsi's back is slightly stiff, and her crystal clear pupils look at the door nervously.

Aware of the tension of Nie Xiangsi, Zhan tingshen's thin lips are straight.

"Are you up, sir?"

Zhang Hui's voice came from behind the door.

When Nie Xiangsi heard Zhang Hui's voice, her scalp tightened.

Zhan tingshen frowned lightly, looked at Nie Xiangsi in his arms, and said in a deep voice, "what's the matter?"

The door was silent for a few seconds, and Zhang Hui's voice came again. "The old man and his wife are here. They are waiting for you in the downstairs living room now."

what?!

Nie Xiangsi's brain seems to be suddenly thrown into a bomb, which will blow her brain apart.

Nie Xiangsi opens her lips, inhales hard, and looks at Zhan tingshen with fear.

They just came yesterday, but they came again this morning.

Did Zhang Hui tell them about last night?

Nie Xiangsi's heart seemed to be seized by several big hands, and then pulled in all directions, painful and flustered.

Zhan tingshen looks at Nie Xiangsi's disorganized face. His heart aches slightly. He lowers his head and kisses her white forehead. He immediately lifts the quilt and gets out of bed..