Chapter 147 The Deal with the Devil "We must come here to watch the first snow this winter. Haha, when the time comes, we will make love while watching the snow fall."
"..." Xia Cao remained speechless.
"What happened today? Why didn't you say a word?" Mo Mi finally noticed something was wrong with her. He slowly turned around and looked at her with some confusion, "Haha, aren't you too touched?"
"..." She still remained silent, which was Jin's style.
"Hehehe, what's going on?" Mo Mi was puzzled, "Xia Cao, please talk, okay?"
"Mi, what do you want me to say?" She then spoke quietly, raising her head and looking at him with a faint light.
"Haha, you can say whatever you want."
She thought for a while and said, "I'm not in the mood today. I want to take half a day off and go shopping alone on the street. Is that okay?"
"Haha, of course." Mo Mi said with a smile without hesitation, "If you want to take leave, you can take leave. You can take a break whenever you want. You can go shopping if you want. I will give you such freedom."
Whatever Xia Cao wants, he will give it to her, as long as she doesn't leave him.
"Haha 7e" After hearing what he said, Xia Cao finally smiled softly, "Mi, thank you for giving me such freedom." After saying that, he took his umbrella and turned around and walked out.
Xia Cao, what happened to you today? Why do you look so worried?
Mo Mi walked to the door of the glass house and watched her leaving with an umbrella, feeling confused in her heart.
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This afternoon, Xia Cao took leave and did not go to work.
After leaving the Platinum Group, she went to the woolen market in Wucheng, walked around two floors, and carefully bought two balls of pure white wool.
The reason why she bought the white one was that she believed that the man Li Xuanhao was as clean as white and had no stain in her heart.
When she got home, she immediately got to work, turned on her computer and looked up the detailed method of knitting a scarf, read it carefully several times, and then started knitting.
On this day, Jiang Han and Mo Mi came home at the same time and walked into the hall one after another. When they saw her sitting on the sofa knitting, they were both a little surprised and confused.
"Xia Cao, what are you knitting?" Mo Mi walked over first and asked with a charming soft smile.
She knitted too seriously. She didn't know when the two of them came back. When Mo Mi asked this, she was startled. She raised her head and looked at Mo Mi who was already walking in front of her. She looked at Mo Mi again.
Jiang Han, who walked over by himself, was stunned for a moment before replying with embarrassment, "I, I'm knitting a scarf."
"Knit a scarf?" Hearing this, Mo Mi's handsome face was full of surprise, "Hehehe, Xia Cao, are you knitting it for me?"
"No, it's not." She was embarrassed to look at his handsome face of surprise and joy, lowered her head, and replied in an apologetic low voice.
"Ah haha, Mi, the summer grass must have been knitted for me." At this time, Jiang Han also walked up to her. Hearing her answer, he gloated at Mo Mi and looked at the yarn knitting in her hand.
He affirmed happily.
"..." Mo Mi's handsome face suddenly darkened.
"Han, I... didn't knit it for you." After two seconds of silence, Xia Cao looked up at Jiang Han, who had a bright smile on his face, and said apologetically, then lowered his head again, knitting a scarf with a faint frown.
"Ah?" Hearing this, Jiang Han's heart was hit hard, and the smile on his face froze instantly, "You are not weaving for fans, nor are you weaving for me, then who are you weaving for?
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"..." She couldn't answer this question. She knew in her heart that she must not tell them honestly that the fabric was given to Li Xuanhao, otherwise, they would definitely make trouble for Li Xuanhao. She would never allow such a situation to happen.
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"Haha, Han, do you even need to ask?" Mo Mi stared at her face closely. Seeing her silence, she suddenly raised her lips and said to Jiang Han with a bitter smile, "It's not for me, nor for you.
Yes, of course it is Zhi Guinuo." After saying that, he walked towards the bedroom with an unhappy look on his face.
Jiang Han looked at Mo Mi's back and looked at her with a gloomy brow, "Xia Cao, are you really Zhi Gui Nuo?"
"..." She remained silent.
With her look like this, Jiang Han 100% believed that she was given to Ouyang Nuo. "Uh 7e" his face became even more gloomy, he sighed, turned around and left in frustration, and walked towards the bedroom.
She knew they were very disappointed.
After a few seconds of suppressed silence, Xia Cao slowly turned her head and looked at the two of them walking towards their respective bedrooms. She felt uncomfortable in her heart and wanted to say something loudly to them to stop them from feeling so disappointed.
It made them feel better, but even after opening their mouths, no words came out.
Sighing faintly, she thought, let them misunderstand, as long as they don't guess that she was weaved for Li Xuanhao, this misunderstanding is fine.
When it got dark, she put down the work of knitting scarves and got up to go to the kitchen to make dinner.
Even though dinner was ready, Mo Mi and Jiang Han didn't leave the bedroom. Both men seemed sulky and not ready to go out for dinner.
Uh, why are these two grown men so stingy? Are they angry with themselves just because the scarves they knitted were not knitted for them?
Xia Cao was angry and funny. She looked at the food on the table, thought about it, and walked quickly to their bedroom.
"Mi, I've made dinner, come out and eat." She knocked on Mo Mi's door first and said virtuously like a wife outside the door, "Come out quickly, the food will be cold if you don't come out.
Then it won’t taste good.”
After a while, Mo Mi finally said in a muffled voice, "I'm not hungry and I don't want to eat."
"..." She was speechless and sighed secretly. She turned around and walked to Jiang Haohan's bedroom door. She raised her hand and knocked on his bedroom door, "Han, I'm going out for dinner."
"..." There was no sound inside.
"Han, Han, just talk, can you come out and have dinner with me?"
"I'm not in a good mood and can't eat." Jiang Han suddenly said loudly and muffled.
"Uh..." She was so depressed. She had prepared the food and asked them to come out to eat. Is it wrong? "I'll be damned if I don't eat." She muttered angrily, returned to the dining room angrily, and ate by herself.
stand up.
Alas, while eating alone, she gradually felt that the food was tasteless. She sighed "Uh 7e uh 7e" several times. After thinking about it, she suddenly put down the bowl and chopsticks and walked quickly to their bedroom door again.
After hesitating for a while, he frowned slightly and said, "Han, Mi, you two, come out and have dinner with me. Actually...actually...actually, the scarf I knitted was not knitted for Nuo."
Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, the two bedroom doors opened at the same time. Mo Mi and Jiang Han opened the door and came out at the same time. Looking at her, they asked nervously: "It's not Zhi Guinuo, that's Zhi Guinuo."
Whose?"
"Yes...it was knitted for my mother." After hesitating for a few seconds, she told this lie uneasily.
"Oh 7e hehehe..."
"Oh 7e hahahaha..."
Hearing this, the two men smiled as if they suddenly understood.
"Hehehe, Xia Cao, if you had told me earlier, you would have made me blindly jealous." Mo Mi walked to her right and said with a reproachful smile.
"Hehehehe, Xia Cao, the scarf is knitted for mother. There is nothing embarrassing to say. Why did you tell us so dishonestly just now?" Jiang Han stood close to her left, looking at her face with some confusion.
He smiled doubtfully.
"Hehe..." She smiled but said nothing.
After telling a lie, the two men felt better, and finally walked to the dining room hand in hand with her, and had dinner as harmoniously and warmly as usual.
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From the day she bought wool and learned to knit a scarf, Xia Cao lived a fulfilling life.
Whenever she has free time, she will take out woolen scarves to knit. When she goes to work, she will take time to eat, and at night, she will take time to sleep.
In a blink of an eye, two or three days passed. She was so industrious, and the scarf was almost half knitted.
"Xia Cao, why don't you go to the cafeteria to eat to knit scarves?" Xiaoyue returned to the Propaganda Department after lunch one day and bumped into her knitting a scarf. She walked to her side and looked at her half-knitted scarf.
Scarf, asked somewhat incredulously.
She glanced at her, but smiled and continued knitting, her technique becoming more and more skillful and flexible.
"Haha, tell me the truth, which brother of yours is this knitted for?" Xiaoyue suddenly took a closer look at the scarf she knitted and asked with a curious smile.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I knitted this for myself..." she lied to the end.
"Hahaha, come on, you are knitting a men's scarf." Xiaoyue didn't believe it, "There are no female patterns on it at all. It only looks good when men wear it."
"Hey, hey, can't women wear men's scarves without patterns?" She rolled her eyes and said angrily, "I want to go the unisex route now, can't I?"
"Hehehehe, yes, yes, of course." Hearing this, Xiaoyue quickly changed her words, "Hehe, I knitted this scarf that day and showed it to me."
"Hehehe, okay." She nodded and agreed casually.
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In the blink of an eye, another day passed without realizing it. Some things are going on the right track and no one can stop them.
The Li family mansion...
"Haha, Brother Haisheng, you look so handsome in a suit and tie." Luo Ying got up very early and was watering the flowers and plants in the garden. When she saw Li Xuanhao walking out in a suit and tie, she shouted to him in the morning light.
He smiled and said, "Haha, he's even more handsome than a movie star, haha..."
On this day, Li Xuanhao was in a good mood and walked towards her with a smile, "Sister Ying, did you get up at 6 o'clock again today?"
"Hehe, um."
"Why are you getting up so early? You're not allowed to get up so early tomorrow. You should have a good sleep."
"Oh, I can't stay idle. In the fishing village, I have to get up at six o'clock every day to cook and fetch water. I'm used to it."
"Haha, you live in my house now. You don't need to get up so early to work. This habit must be changed."
“What should I do if I can’t change it?”
"If you can't change, I will send you back to the fishing village."
"Ah?" Hearing this, Luo Ying became anxious, her dark and thick eyebrows furrowed deeply, "Brother Haisheng, no, no, I'll just change it. I don't want to go back to the fishing village to be separated from you alone.
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"Hehehehe..." Her anxious look was a bit cute. Li Xuanhao laughed, raised his hand and pinched her nose, "I'm joking with you, hehehehe..."
Hearing what he said, Luo Ying breathed a sigh of relief, raised her hand with a faint smile, and hit his chest seemingly angrily, "Uh, Brother Haisheng, you are so bad."
"Hehehehe..." Li Xuanhao was noncommittal about such a comment. He smiled enough, looked at her face, and asked seriously: "Yingmei, do you want to improve your cultural level?"
"Think about it, think about it, I dream about it." Luo Ying nodded without hesitation. When she was a child, her family was poor. She dropped out of junior high school before graduating from junior high school and went fishing with her father, who left early and came back late. She wanted to be able to study.
"Just think about it. Tomorrow, I will send you to xx middle school to take classes and let you take the college entrance examination."
"Hehehehe, Brother Haisheng, you are so kind." She was so excited that tears suddenly fell out of her eyes. She quickly stood up on her tiptoes, pressed a kiss on his beautiful lips, and then hugged him tightly while blushing.
, "Hehehehe, Brother Haisheng, I am the happiest person in the world to know you."
After knowing her for more than half a year, Li Xuanhao has never kissed her. At most, he only held hands, even though he and her were already engaged.
Being kissed by her suddenly, he didn't feel anything at all. If he felt anything at all, it was just a feeling similar to rejection.
He does like her, but this kind of liking seems to have nothing to do with love. His liking for her seems to be just a brother's liking for his sister.
After letting her hold her for a while, he quickly opened her hand and said, "Sister Ying, I'm going to the company." He said it a little embarrassed and turned around immediately to leave.
"Hehehe, Brother Haisheng, walk slowly, hehehe, come back early in the evening." Luo Ying's face was still red, with a bright smile, and she looked at him walking away with a happy face.
Back view... Hehehehe, Brother Haisheng, I love you, I love you very much, I love you so much that I can do anything for you, including death.
On the morning of this day, Li Jian specially held a press conference for Li Xuanhao to take over the Haoran Group again at the XX Hotel.
Li Xuanhao appeared after missing for so long. Many people were full of curiosity. There were so many reporters at the scene that they could hardly sit down.
"Mr. Li Xuanhao, why have you been missing for so long?" A reporter asked loudly out of curiosity, "What were you doing during the time you were missing?"
"I was in a bad mood during that time and traveled around the world." Li Xuanhao frowned and said with a somewhat embarrassed smile.
"If you are in a bad mood again, will you go missing again and leave the Haoran Group to travel around the world?"
"Hahaha, absolutely not. This time, I learned a lot. I will definitely shoulder my responsibility and lead Haoran Group into glory." He replied very confidently.
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Platinum Group, President Mo Mi’s Office...
"Li, Li Xuanhao?" Mo Mi originally turned on the TV with his legs crossed to watch the news leisurely and comfortably. Suddenly he saw the scene of Li Xuanhao holding a press conference and answering the questions raised by various reporters with ease. His legs suddenly fell down.
He stared at the TV screen in disbelief, "How could it be possible? How could it be possible?"
He really didn't understand why he appeared on the TV screen so suddenly. Thinking of Xia Cao's deep love for him, he felt endlessly flustered. He frowned and shook his head. He took out his mobile phone and dialed quickly.
Jiang Han’s phone number...
"Mi, what's the matter?" Jiang Han's somewhat impatient voice came on the phone.
"Turn on the TV immediately and tune to channel xx." Mo Mi's voice was urgent.
"Well, I'm lecturing my brothers right now, so I don't have time to watch TV."
"If you don't have time to watch, you have to watch it. Turn on the TV immediately." Mo Mi was so angry that she almost shouted.
Hearing his voice, Jiang Han had a premonition that something important had happened, "Stop yelling, I'll turn on the TV right away."
"...Haha, Han, have you seen him?" After a while, Mo Mi asked with an ugly smile.
"..." Jiang Han said nothing, seeming to be extremely shocked.
"Haha, Han, didn't you say he was dead? Huh? Dead. Why did he suddenly appear on TV and hold such a grand press conference today?" Mo Mi really couldn't understand this.
"Xia Cao...did you...also see this news?" After a moment of silence, Jiang Han asked nervously and repressedly on the other end of the phone.
"Haha, if she didn't see it today, she will see it tomorrow. Even if she doesn't see it tomorrow, she will see it the day after tomorrow." Thinking that Xia Cao saw Li Xuanhao, she would probably fall into Li Xuanhao's arms and get back with him.
The sweet scenes of the old days make Mo Mi's heart feel extremely sad and sour.
"Then, what should we do?" Jiang Han felt panicked, anxious and angry in his heart.
"You ask me, who am I going to ask?" At this moment, Mo Mi was in chaos.
"Well, I'll call Nuo right away. Nuo must have a way to deal with this matter." At this moment, Jiang Han thought of Ouyang Nuo, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. After speaking hurriedly, he hung up the phone and dialed quickly.
Call Ouyang Nuo...
"Hello..." After a while, Ouyang Nuo answered the phone.
"No, it's not good, that damn Li Xuanhao actually came back to life." He held the phone tightly, frowned his thick eyebrows and said angrily.
"Han, I know, I'm watching the news." Ouyang Nuo's deep voice came on the phone.
"No, what should we do?"
"..." Ouyang Nuo said nothing.
"Nuo, how about I arrange for someone to deal with him right away?" Jiang Han gritted his teeth and said bitterly.
"Don't touch him again." After hearing this, Ouyang Nuo immediately said sternly, "If he dies again, Xia Cao will not survive."
"Uh..." Jiang Han suddenly understood and sighed in confusion, "If we don't kill him, then we will just watch him and Xia Cao become warm again?"
"Let nature take its course, and try not to let Xia Cao meet him."
"Uh, got it."
"I will go back tonight. Then, I, Mi, you, the three of us will have a good talk with Xia Cao."
"good."
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Platinum Group, Propaganda Department...
"Ah ah ah, Xia Cao, your beloved Li Xuanhao has finally appeared." Xiaoyue saw the video and immediately ran to Xia Cao like a whirlwind, opened her computer and found the video of Li Xuanhao at the press conference.
, said excitedly, "Ah, look, hehe, Li Xuanhao is even more handsome than before."
Xia Cao had met Li Xuanhao a few days ago. When he saw the video about him, he was not very surprised or excited. He thought that Mo Mi, Jiang Han, and Ouyang Nuo were all because of themselves.
But the disgust towards him, instead of melancholy and uneasiness, linger in my heart... Mi, Han, Nuo, you know that Xuan Hao is still alive, how will you deal with him?
She was so scared. She looked at the unfinished scarf in the drawer, stood up suddenly, and walked out quickly.
"Xia Cao, where are you going?" Xiaoyue was puzzled and looked at her hurriedly leaving figure, "Hey, why are you not as excited as me when you see Li Xuanhao? Have you changed your mind and don't love me?
Him?"
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After leaving the Propaganda Department, Xia Cao took the elevator to Mo Mi's president's office.
"Haha, have you also seen the news?" Mo Mi was sitting on the boss's chair, and when he saw her walking into the office, he smiled unnaturally and asked. "Li Xuanhao is still alive. You are happier than anyone else, right?
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"Yes." She answered affirmatively without hesitation, walked slowly to his side, and looked at him with hidden tears, "Miscellaneous, tell me, what are you going to do?"
"..." Mo Mi didn't answer, and the unnatural smile on her face quickly disappeared.
"Don't bother him, okay?" She begged in a low voice, "I don't have him in my heart anymore, only you."
Hearing this, Mo Mi felt funny, twitching the corner of her beautiful mouth, looking at her face, and asked coldly: "If you no longer have him in your heart, would you still be standing here with me, begging me not to deal with him?"
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"..." She was suddenly speechless.
"Ma Shan, get out of here and go home immediately after get off work. Nuo will go home today and discuss with us how to deal with Li Xuanhao, who you have been missing so much." Mo Mi's expression became fierce, and his tone was very serious. No, whenever he thinks that Xia Cao is still deeply in love with Li Xuanhao, he feels uncomfortable and can't help but lose his temper with her.
Xia Cao cried silently.
She didn't know how to prevent such a thing, and her heart was full of helplessness and fear. She looked at him with tears and disappointment for a long time, then slowly turned around and walked out of his office step by step.
"Uh 7e" The moment she left with tears in her eyes, Mo Mi felt an unbearable headache and became increasingly restless. She suddenly got angry and waved all the documents on the desk to the ground with a wave of her hand, "**
7e"
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On this day, Xia Cao listened to Mo Mi's words and returned home as soon as he got off work.
On this day, she did not pick up a woolen scarf to knit as soon as she got home as she had done in the previous days. Instead, she put on an apron and started cooking dinner with a gloomy expression.
It was a rare moment for the three men, Mo Mi, Jiang Han, and Ouyang Nuo, to go home together.
Xia Cao had just finished preparing dinner, placed the dishes and chopsticks, and stood by the dining table like a slave wearing an apron. She smiled respectfully at them and said, "Nuo, Mi, Han, you guys came back in time, hahaha, I
Dinner has just been prepared and is ready to be eaten."
She looked like this, making the three men stunned. It seemed that they had never seen her look so humble at this time.
Why would she do this? For Li Xuanhao? For Li Xuanhao, she would do anything, including throwing away her dignity, right?
Ouyang Nuo looked at his two friends, walked towards her first, took a deep look at her, and sat elegantly on top of the dining table.
Immediately afterwards, Mo Mi and Jiang Han also walked over and sat on the left and right of him with sad expressions.
The three of them sat down, but Xia Cao was still standing. For some reason, she was suddenly very afraid of them in her heart.
"Xia Cao, please sit down too." Ouyang Nuo looked at her, raised his pretty lips, and said to her very gently, "This is our home, and you are the only hostess in the house. There is no need for you to be restrained."
After hearing this, she smiled a little awkwardly, then took off her apron and sat below them, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and took a bite of the rice gracefully.
During the meal, none of them had much appetite.
Mo Mi and Jiang Han were the first to put down their bowls and chopsticks, and walked to the hall in tacit agreement, sitting on the sofa and watching TV dully.
Then, Ouyang Nuo also put down his bowl and chopsticks, and smiled gently at Xia Cao, who was sitting opposite him, "Xia Cao, I'm full too, you eat slowly."
Xia Cao met his gentle eyes, hiding her uneasiness, and nodded with a slight smile, "Yes."
Seeing her nod, Ouyang Nuo stood up and left, walking to the hall to watch TV with his two friends.
Not long after, after Xia Cao cleared the table and washed the dishes, she walked towards them uneasily. She knew in her heart that if there was nothing important, Ouyang Nuo, as the crown prince and the presiding judge of the Supreme Court, had a busy schedule.
It won't show up.
Ouyang Nuo saw her walking over, pointed to the sofa opposite, and said softly with a slight smile: "Xia Cao, we need to have a good talk about the matter between you and Li Xuanhao."
She knew that this must be the case, so she smiled sadly and sat obediently on the sofa opposite the three men.
The three men were sitting on the same sofa, and when she saw them sitting in a row, she suddenly felt that she, sitting opposite them, was a woman who had to accept their trial. It was so sad and ridiculous.
"Nuo, Han, Mi, don't worry, there won't be that possibility between him and me." She spoke first, smiling with tears in her eyes, trying her best to hold back the convulsive pain in her heart, "Xuanhao
He has forgotten me."
They didn't know about Li Xuanhao's amnesia. After hearing what she said next, the three men looked at each other with puzzled expressions.
"He... lost his memory." Xia Cao said immediately, "He is now a brand-new Li Xuanhao. He has a brand-new life and a woman who loves him very much and can stay with him for the rest of his life.
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"He has lost his memory, but he is still Li Xuanhao. You still love him." After a moment of silence, Mo Mi looked at her face and said coldly.
"No, no." She smiled and shook her head while holding back tears, "Mi, I no longer love him. What I love... is you. Please believe me."
"..." None of the three men spoke.
"I will stay with you forever. Even if you already hate me, don't like me, and don't love me anymore, I will never leave you." She blurted out these words.
Why do you say this? Is she destined to be entangled with these three men for the rest of her life?
"..." After hearing this, the three men remained silent, but a touch of emotion flashed across their handsome faces.
"Nuo, Mi, Han, now I just treat Li Xuanhao like a brother. My feelings for him are no longer love." She looked at them and said sincerely, "You really don't have to
Deal with him again."
"Well, after all, it's for him." Mo Mi heard these words impatiently.
"Xia Cao, if we just want to deal with him and let him die so that you no longer have any illusions about him, what will you do?" Jiang Han stared at her face and asked with a deep frown.
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Hearing this, Xia Cao's heart trembled with severe pain.
"..." She was speechless. She could no longer bear the thought of Li Xuanhao dying again. She didn't even dare to think about it. Her beautiful eyes, which had become sentimental at some point, suddenly shed hot tears.
Those are tears of despair, which can burn herself and the men who love her deeply.
Seeing her tears rolling down, Jiang Han kept panicking and said quickly: "Uh, why are you crying? I didn't say I really wanted to kill him, I was just scaring you, just talking."
"Han, don't you know she's cowardly?" Seeing Xia Cao crying in despair, Mo Mi, who had always been cold-hearted, panicked, turned her head and scolded Jiang Han fiercely, "Now you are making her cry.
Okay, are you satisfied?"
"Mi, I, I..." Jiang Han was speechless, "Uh..." He lowered his head and sighed, blaming himself.
Ouyang Nuo's expression was relatively calm. He was silent for a moment, looked at Xia Cao's tearful face, and said seriously: "Xia Cao, I promise you, we will never hurt Li Xuanhao again.
As long as you keep a certain distance from him and don't have any intimate affairs with him."
"No, I also promise you that I will never have the kind of intimacy with him that you think of." After hearing this, Xia Cao breathed a sigh of relief and tried his best to stop the tears of despair.
Promise him sincerely, "I am yours, my whole being is yours."
For the sake of Li Xuanhao's life, she has humbled herself to the dust, and seems to have made an eternal deal with three demons that cannot be changed.
If you make such a deal, you will always get relative peace.
After that night, she began to take out the white wool and knitted the white scarf stitch by stitch as usual.
She was knitting more carefully than before, often carrying the three men behind her back to work day and night. She wanted to knit a scarf as soon as possible and give it to Li Xuanhao, and then never see Li Xuanhao again, trying her best not to think of him again.
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Since that night, Ouyang Nuo often returned to their home of four. It seemed that in order to make up for the days when he did not go home, he wanted to stay at home more and often took official documents home to review.
In this way, he will always have time to be alone with Xia Cao.
One afternoon, Mo Mi went to the company, Jiang Han went to the underground gang, and Xia Cao rested at home.
Normally, Xia Cao would sit on the sofa in the living room and knit scarves, but she was afraid that Ouyang Nuo would come back suddenly, so she hid in her bedroom and sat on the balcony connected to the bedroom, filled with warm sunshine, knitting scarves seriously.
After knitting non-stop for an hour, she finally reached the end of the scarf. She only needed another half hour to knit a men's scarf perfectly.
"Hehehe7e" She was indescribably happy in her heart and couldn't help but laugh a few times. While knitting, she sang in a good mood, "The weather is so sunny today7e The scenery is good everywhere7e The scenery is good7e The butterflies are busy too
7e Bees are also busy..."
At this moment, Ouyang Nuo opened her bedroom door and walked into her bedroom softly. When he heard her brisk and beautiful singing, a long-lost joyful smile appeared on his handsome and elegant face.
"Why are you in such a good mood?" He walked behind her and asked with a sudden smile.
"Uh ah 7e" Xia Cao was startled, stood up quickly, turned around and looked at him with a confused expression.
"Hehehe, what's wrong?" Seeing her helpless and frightened expression, Ouyang Nuo laughed happily, "Since when are you so afraid of me?"
"..." She didn't answer, and the look on her pretty face didn't improve at all. At this moment, she felt very uneasy, holding the scarf she was about to knit tightly in her hand, as if she had done something wrong.
Ouyang Nuo quickly noticed the pure white scarf in her hand, raised his hand to touch it, looked at her face affectionately, and then raised his lips and asked gently: "Who is this scarf knitted for?"
"Knitted for mom." She was stunned for a second and then said quickly.
"How did it become a men's scarf when it was knitted for my mother?" He looked at the scarf without any pattern carefully and asked with some confusion.
"I, I made a mistake, I knitted it for my father." She quickly corrected herself.
"Haha." Ouyang Nuo had no doubts anymore. He smiled in a good mood, raised his hand to touch her smooth face, and stared at her affectionately, "Knit me one when you can." He was full of expectation.
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"Okay." She nodded with a smile, "I...uh 7e" She wanted to say something, but Ouyang Nuo suddenly hugged her tightly and held her tightly in her hand, almost knitting.
The good scarf was quickly thrown onto the wicker chair next to it.
"Do you know we haven't had sex for a long time?" Ouyang Nuo hugged her very tightly and suddenly asked hoarsely with hot breath in her ear.
"What haven't we done for a long time?" Xia Cao asked casually, looking sideways at the scarf on the wicker chair, her mind short-circuited for a moment.
"Haha, love you." Ouyang Nuo seemed to be ready to make a move. At some point, he slowly reached into her clothes with one hand, saying with an ambiguous smile, and caressing her very carefully.
"No...I, I don't know." Xia Cao was extremely nervous and stuttered in reply, "How could I remember such a thing?" With his magical touch, her beautiful face gradually
red into a delicious apple.
"But I have to remember it clearly." Ouyang Nuo's voice became hoarse, "We haven't done anything for two months and nine days."
"..." She was speechless and thought in shock, has it been so long?
The moment she lost consciousness, Ouyang Nuo quickly kissed her lips...