After Du Jiawen lay down, he left Xiang Xiaochuang with his back.
Xiang Xiaochuan shrugged, who said that he was a part-time worker and he was the big boss? Even if it was an "unfounded" crime, he could only admit it like a mute like Yue Fei.
She was really tired and soon went on a date with Mr. Zhou.
Du Jiawen stared blankly in the darkness with his eyes open. After waiting for a while, he didn't see Xiang Xiaochuang making any compromise. He endured it for a while, but in the end he couldn't bear it any longer. He turned around and saw that Xiang Xiaochuang had fallen asleep.
For a long time, I couldn't laugh or cry.
It turns out that what I care about is myself.
I was still angry in my heart, but when I saw the corners of Xiang Xiaochuang's lips, it turned into a helpless sigh.
"Xiaochuang, when will you understand that only you have the ability to influence my emotions?"
Xiang Xiaochuang was sleeping soundly, maybe having a sweet dream. Even her eyebrows and eyelashes were vivid and full of happiness. I wonder if he was in her dream?
He has never cared about whether a woman would take him to heart. He has always looked down upon the world and has had an innate sense of superiority since he was a child.
Ever since he grew up, he has never lacked the presence of beauties around him. Even Chen Sijia, who is known as the sweet girl of heaven, fell under his suit pants and was willing to turn a blind eye to his romantic affairs.
One eye.
He gently touched her delicate cheek with his hand, as if it were a baby's tender skin, without any wrinkles.
Du Jiawen sighed with complicated emotions, and gradually fell into sleep. A pair of arms still tightly hugged Xiang Xiaochuang's soft body.
When the early morning sunlight shone in through the thin window curtains, Du Jiawen opened his eyes habitually. Xiang Xiaochuang still maintained the position before falling asleep, but his head had already rested on his chest.
"You are more honest when you are asleep!" Du Jiawen chuckled and played with her hair. With a slight tug, Xiang Xiaochuang exclaimed: "Du Jiawen!"
Du Jiawen looked down at his hands: "Is the reaction so strong?"
Xiang Xiaochuang opened his big eyes, as if he still didn't fully understand the way she got along with him. He was stunned for a moment before asking: "You...you..."
"What's wrong?" Du Jiawen was in a good mood, completely forgetting that he was trying to compete with her before going to bed yesterday.
"Uh... No, I dreamed that you were grabbing one of my chicken legs... In the end I couldn't grab one of my chicken legs..."
Du Jiawen stared at her. Could it be that he, the president of a multinational company, would be so unscrupulous as to grab a chicken leg from her?
"If I want to grab it, I will never grab the chicken legs from you, right? Give that thing to me, and I don't want to eat it yet!"
Xiang Xiaochuang replied nonchalantly: "Yes, I understand. It's just that I rarely ate it when I was a child. I always thought that chicken legs are the most delicious thing in the world. Later I learned that chicken legs are actually one of the least valuable parts of the chicken, but
I still love to eat. Maybe it’s because I want to make up for the regrets I had when I was young...I was always craving for chicken legs."
She smiled sheepishly, and the sadness in her eyes made Du Jiawen freeze up. Her life turned out to be completely different from his. There was a hard shell in her heart, and another one quietly cracked.
seam.
Hugging her tightly, Du Jiawen himself never expected that his tone would be so soft: "Then, you can eat as many chicken drumsticks as you want in the future. Even if you eat until you vomit, I can afford it."
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Xiang Xiaochuang lowered his eyes slightly: "Yeah, so how different people are actually! I...I'm not that greedy, but when I saw the chicken legs, I thought of being in an orphanage.
...Although the conditions have improved now, eating chicken drumsticks is still Xiaoling's biggest yearning!"