Huo Chengxi was very considerate and packed all the luggage in the dormitory for her.
All afternoon, Xia Zhitong was busy moving her things into this new "home".
"Actually, you don't need to prepare anything, it's all here." Huo Chengxi waved his hand, and several young and beautiful servants opened the cupboard door. Gorgeous dresses were lined up one by one, so dazzling under the flickering lights.
Eye-catching, compared to the plain-colored dresses in Xia Zhitong's hands, the ones in her hands looked like they were picked up from the trash can.
"I like them because they have memories." Xia Zhitong hung the clothes in his hands in the cupboard one by one and said softly, "What I like is not its gorgeous appearance, but the way I feel when wearing it."
Comfortable. I promise you to wear whatever you want me to wear in the future, but if I want to wear them at 'home', can you not stop me?"
Huo Chengxi lay lazily beside the sofa, watching her carefully put the ordinary clothes into the wardrobe neatly. Her figure was so slender, and the sunlight penetrated the huge glass.
The window fell on her seaweed-like hair, and wisps of light swayed slightly with her movements. She was a little tired from arranging it, so she wiped her sweat, and there was still a smile on her lips, so satisfied.
He began to wonder, what kind of woman is this woman?
Isn't it because she took the initiative to entangle him for her own wealth and power? Why is she pretending to be "frugal" in front of him now? He can always see through everything, but he can't understand something about this woman.
He stood up suddenly and walked to her side, "You can wear whatever you want, I won't stop you, but if I ask, you must listen to me. Do you understand?"
When he said this, he sounded considerate, but in fact, "the final right of interpretation still belongs to him"!
"I understand, Mr. Huo..." Xia Zhitong turned around and smiled sweetly at him, as bright and beautiful as a summer flower.
Huo Chengxi's eyes flashed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. His tone was deliberately calm, and he whispered, "I'll go out for a while, and you can take your time here. When you're tired, you can go to bed first. You don't have to wait for me to come back."
Her heart felt like the piece of clothing she had gently put down, feeling inexplicably falling.
He asked her to stay with him, but let her sleep alone first. Before, she was worried about what she would do if she slept with him at night, but now she felt relieved!
Suddenly, he hugged her domineeringly. Xia Zhitong was startled by the sudden suffocation feeling on her chest. Before she could react, his delicate kiss had already fallen on her forehead.
The scene was as beautiful as the scene of a husband and wife saying goodbye.
Husband and wife?
Is she thinking too much?
She fantasized wildly, but in the blink of an eye, she was already empty...
Xia Zhitong held the wrinkled dress in her hands, with a hint of sweetness overflowing from her heart.
*
The night is getting darker...
She sat alone by the big white bed, looking at the empty room. During the day, this seemingly warm room seemed particularly lonely and deserted at night...
She looked at the bright moon, and longing arose in her heart.
Her hands touched the soft sheets, and she felt the soft cotton wiping her palms, feeling the warmth that belonged to him...
She was wearing a dull cartoon pajamas and sat there stupidly by herself for a long time.
When the pointer reached "10", she couldn't help but send Huo Chengxi a text message.
"Mr. Huo, will you come back tonight?"
She waited patiently until the screen of her phone went dark. She pressed the unlock button again and stared at the screen in a daze...until it went dark again...
Repeatedly until half an hour later.
He sent back a text message:
"In one hour, you go to bed first."
These few words made her both surprised and nervous.
He is coming back, what should she do?
This is the first night they officially live together, what should she do? Should she take the initiative, or keep her distance from him? Will he dislike her pajamas, they are so earthy, silly, and not sexy at all?
But, is it still too late to buy new pajamas?
"Xia Zhitong, what are you thinking!!" She shook her head desperately and slapped her blushing face.
She took a deep breath and looked up at the clock.
He will be back in fifty minutes. He works so hard every day and must be very tired when he comes back.
Xia Zhitong walked out of the bedroom and went to the kitchen...
"Oh, Miss Xia, why are you still up so late and why are you in the kitchen?" The servants asked respectfully, wearing clothes.
"I want to make a midnight snack for Mr. Huo."
Xia Zhitong opened the refrigerator and searched for ingredients...