"If you don't tell me, I haven't noticed that you and Xiu are married. Why don't you wear a wedding ring?" Cheng Jiashi asked with a frown.
"Wedding ring?" Xiahou Xiyue raised her bare finger. Can she say that Duanmu Xiu hasn't given it to her yet? Or he didn't even think of giving it to her.
"You young people really don't even wear wedding rings and don't pay attention to it at all. It's really suspicious..." The aunt said, hesitating to speak.
"Maybe my cousin is afraid of losing it, so she is reluctant to wear it." Jiang Ruoying said immediately.
"You have all misunderstood. It's not that I don't wear it, but that he didn't send it as a gift." She had never paid attention to this issue before, but now that someone else had spoken about it, Xiahou Xiyue's face couldn't help but darken, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.
"What? He didn't give you a wedding ring? Are you really married?" Cheng Jiashi's eyes suddenly lit up at Xiahou Xiyue's words, and a gleam of surprise flashed in Jiang Ruoying's eyes.
"We didn't get a marriage certificate, and we didn't entertain any relatives." I never thought there was anything wrong with it, but at this moment, I felt a sense of grievance and sourness for no reason.
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When Duanmu Xiu came back, he keenly noticed that Xiahou Xiyue's expression was not right. When he was on the phone, he could still feel the sweetness, but at this moment, he could only be described in four words, as cold as ice.
After finishing the meal, Xiahou Xiyue went back to her room on the pretext that she was not feeling well, and asked Duanmu Xiu to stay and talk to them, which was what Cheng Jia wanted.
Knowing that his wife was in a bad mood, Duanmu Xiu couldn't bear to spend time with others. After a few words of casual socializing, he immediately ran back to the bedroom.
It was already the beginning of the moon, and the lights were not turned on in the room. Xiahou Xiyue stood in front of the window, the night wind blew her hair, and the cold moonlight fell on her body, like a fairy who had strayed into the world.
And elegant, yet there is a touch of heart-wrenching loneliness.
Hearing the steady sound of footsteps behind him, Xiahou Xiyue's body did not move. He came behind her, stretched out his strong arms from behind and hugged her waist, resting his chin on her shoulders with a low voice.
There was a touch of distress in his tone: "You make me feel very distressed when you are like this."
"How?" Xiahou Xiyue straightened her back and exhaled softly.
"Deliberately alienating me." Duanmu Xiu also made no secret of it.
Xiahou Xiyue paused, and a silent bitter smile appeared on her lips: "I'm just in a bad mood."
"Aren't you going to share it with me?" The arms around her waist tightened.
"I don't know what to say." She didn't want to beg for mercy, she also had her pride.
"Is it your aunt who makes you uncomfortable?" Duanmu Xiu frowned immediately.
"It's none of her business." She just revealed the truth, and Xiahou Xiyue's smile became even bitterer.
"Is that any of my business?" It seemed that the problem was really serious. Duanmu Xiu turned her body around, reached out to lift her chin, and grabbed her eyes deeply, as if he wanted to look into her soul.
deep.
"Don't ask anything." Xiahou Xiyue stood on tiptoes, stretched out her hand to pull down his head, and kissed his mouth where she wanted to find out what was going on.
She was obviously worried about this, but she refused to tell him. Duanmu Xiu stopped forcing her. He put his arm around her waist, pulled her into his arms, took back the dominance, and kissed her deeply and passionately.
But this time, he tasted a bitter taste in her mouth.
