Farewell to Yan Xixi, she was still very enthusiastic before closing the door: "Miss Yan, go away, I hope you still like the meal tonight."
Yan Xixian bowed deeply and said nothing.
After she left the house, she felt that this winter day was extremely cold. The temperature had reached the terrifying minus several degrees. It was also the lowest temperature in City C in recent years. As soon as she arrived at a quiet corner of the community, Huang Xiaojue hugged her and breathed very hard.
Blazingly, he complained in her ear: "Xixi, we haven't had time to be alone together today, and now I have to send you back. I'm so unwilling..."
She hugged his waist tightly, feeling as if her heart was cut by a knife. Huang Xiaojue didn't notice, he just lowered his head to look for her lips, and she accepted it without any hesitation...
It was a dizzying feeling, but there were waves of panic and despair in my heart: Huang Xiaojue is not mine! He will never belong to me!
The short-term sense of security came and went so quickly, and all the beautiful thoughts about the future were gone in the blink of an eye.
I don't know how long it took before Huang Xiaojue let her go and laughed: "Xixi, when you were washing the dishes, my mother didn't say anything bad to you, right?"
She shook her head hastily.
"My mother is like that, a sharp talker, a typical small bourgeoisie, even if she has an extra house in the family, she is afraid of being taken advantage of. She was not like that before, even after the new marriage law came out, she was all over the place, every day
They all talk about not looking for money-worshiping girls. In fact, isn’t it just a house? What does it matter? Xixi, don’t mind, I will earn the money to buy the new house for our marriage, and I promise to write your name on it.
All the wealth I earn is shared with you..."
Her heart was shocked, she hugged Huang Xiaojue's waist tightly, and her face was pressed into his arms unconsciously. After a long time, she was really tired, like a floating duckweed eager to find some support. Even if this support
It's very short, and you may enjoy it for just one moment.
Huang Xiaojue had never seen such unexpected tenderness from her. He was so surprised that he picked her up and spun her heels off the ground a few times before putting her down: "Xixi, I will take good care of you from now on. When your mother's condition stabilizes, we will
marry."
A gust of wind blew, Yan Xixian shrank her neck, and finally woke up a little. She smiled sadly, marriage, such a distant word.
"Carefully..."
She slowly released her arms from hugging Huang Xiaojue, and said in a low voice: "Xiaojue, I will definitely pay you back that fifty thousand... Give me some time, two years, I will definitely pay it back to you in two years..."
Huang Xiaojue was stunned for a long time before asking: "Did my mother say something bad to you?"
She smiled miserably: "Xiaojue, it's okay, your mother didn't say anything. However, marriage should really focus on being well-matched. My current situation will only drag you down..."
"Nonsense!" Huang Xiaojue interrupted her, "Xixi, my mother must have said something. My mother is like that. Don't argue with her. It's me who likes you, not my mother. Why do you care about her?
say what?"
At this time, Huang Xiaojue's cell phone rang, and Huang's mother urged in an unusually loud and impatient tone: "Xiaojue, why aren't you back yet? Your dad is impatient to wait..."
She glanced at the sky leisurely, and saw that what Huang Mu said was actually the truth. Poor and lowly couples had everything to suffer from.
