It was after three o'clock in the afternoon, it was still early, and I was afraid of the cold. I didn't want to be blown by the cold wind outside, so Su Yiyi suggested going to the mall for a walk. It was winter anyway, so I could look at clothes.
The third floor of the mall is for women's clothing. Pink is popular this year. Many stores mainly sell winter clothes in this color. Su Yiyi has always dressed in a neutral style. She loves dark colors, such as military green, black, etc., so
As for the cute pink color, Su Yiyi said she couldn't control it.
After looking almost door-to-door, Su Yiyi finally chose a jacket that suited her liking.
"Tell me, why is it getting more and more difficult to buy clothes now?" Su Yiyi pouted and complained.
Wen Xin smiled at her, "You are too picky. I think there are several pieces that are quite beautiful."
"Those ladylike things look good on you, but they look bad on me."
The two of them were walking and chatting. When they reached the ground floor, a young man and woman came face to face. As soon as the man saw Wen Wenxin, his expression immediately changed.
Wenxin also recognized Qin Feng the moment she raised her eyes. When her eyes fell on the face of the woman next to him, holding his arm affectionately, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes.
Why is Wen Qi still with Qin Feng?
"Brother Feng, what's wrong?" Wen Qi didn't see Wen Xin, but wondered why Qin Feng stopped suddenly.
There was a dark cloud hanging between Qin Feng's handsome eyebrows. He brushed Wen Qi's hand away, took a few steps forward, looked at Wen Wen with a half-smile, and said sinisterly, "Wen Wen, it's been a long time no see."
Because of her last time, he stayed in bed for a full month, during which time he had to be taught a lesson by Commander Qin. It was only recently that he had the chance to go out.
Qin Feng hated the woman who had caused him so much misery.
The words "intimate" were like cold snakes spitting out letters crawling across the skin. Wen Xin's eyes tightened. She had no intention of conflicting with Qin Feng again. She grabbed Su Yiyi's hand and prepared to avoid him from the side.
Walk.
Unexpectedly, Qin Feng took a step forward and blocked their way again.
Wenxin frowned, "What are you going to do?"
Su Yiyi didn't know the inside story, but subconsciously felt that the man in front of her was definitely not a kind person.
Wen Qi, who was left behind, also frowned when he saw this scene. He hurried over and whispered to Qin Feng: "Brother Feng, let's go first."
It was rare that Qin Feng was willing to take her out, so Wen Qi naturally didn't want to be ruined by Wen Xin again.
Qin Feng's eyes passed over her coldly, and then fell on Wen Wen's face as clear as water and lotus. What a beautiful creature. It would be great if she could lie under him. But unfortunately, she is Rong Li's woman.
!
Moreover, he had a piece of his finger cut off. Although it had been reattached, it did not have much impact on his life, but it was undoubtedly a huge shame for the pampered Qin Feng!
A cold smile appeared at the corner of Qin Feng's mouth, "Don't be afraid, Wen Xin, you have Rong Li's great backer to protect you, how can I dare to make any plans for you again?"
The implication is, if you are abandoned by Rongli, I will kill you if I don’t play!
Wen Xin's face was a little ugly. She hated staying in the same space as Qin Feng. "Sorry, we have something else to do. Let's go first."
"Don't leave in a hurry. It's rare to meet each other. How about having a cup of coffee together?" He put his arm around Wen Qi's shoulders. "You and your good sister haven't seen each other for a long time. Why, good sisters don't even hit each other when they meet.
Say hello and let’s chat together?”
The sarcasm in his words was so obvious, clearly reminding Wen Wen that Wen Qi was so selfish back then that he could betray even his own sister.
Wen Qi's face froze, and when she saw the warm and clear eyes, she felt even more guilty and looked away.
Watching her dodge his gaze, Wen Wen felt a little sad, but her face was calm, and she even said to Qin Feng somewhat sharply: "It's not your turn to care about the affairs between us sisters, take care of it."
Just do it yourself, lest you offend someone again one day and ask your family to apologize on your behalf!"
Although her character is like a white rabbit, it doesn't mean that she will always swallow her anger and let others bully her!
Even if a rabbit is anxious, he will bite someone, right?
And I have to say that she knows how to poke people's pain points. Her sarcastic remarks made Qin Feng grit his teeth and clenched his fists.
Damn you bitch, how dare you humiliate him like this!
Wen Qi's heart skipped a beat, knowing that if we continued talking, there would definitely be problems. She hurriedly pulled Qin Feng, forced a smile, and persuaded him: "Brother Feng, it's getting late, you have to go to the airport later.
, let’s go pick out gifts first.”
As she spoke, she winked at Wen Xin and motioned for her to leave first. No matter what her position was, she did not want to see the two of them conflict again.
Wen Xin frowned and swallowed what she said. According to Wen Qi's temper, since she chose to follow Qin Feng, it would be useless for her to say more.
"Yiyi, let's go." After glaring at Qin Feng, she took Su Yiyi's hand and hurried out of the mall.
Until Wen Xin's figure disappeared into the crowd, Qin Feng glanced at Wen Qi and snorted heavily, "I think your sister can be proud for a few days. When Rong Li gets tired of playing, her death will come!"
Wen Qi's smile became stiffer and stiffer, "Wen Xin is still young and speaks without thinking. Brother Feng, why do you need to be on the same level as her? You can't get away with being so angry."
Qin Feng's eyes revealed sarcasm, "Tsk, I didn't see it, but you have become a good sister!"
After saying that, he strode towards the elevator alone. Wen Qi froze on the spot and bit her lower lip fiercely. She still caught up with Qin Feng.
****
It was already after five o'clock when she returned to the villa, the sky began to darken, and the warm lights came on, making her feel like she was home inexplicably.
As soon as she saw her entering the house, Aunt Qiao said to her: "The young master is back, but when I look at him, he seems to be in a bad mood."
Wen Wen subconsciously glanced at the stairs, remembering how strange he was when he answered the phone at noon, he frowned unconsciously, and murmured: "Maybe there is something wrong with him."
"It seems that the young master is not in a good mood every time he comes back from the main house." Aunt Qiao said to herself.
Wen Xin's fingers grasped the string on the bag, "Really?"
Aunt Qiao nodded, glanced at the things in Wen Xin's hand, and said, "You have been out shopping all afternoon. Go back to the house and rest first. Dinner will be ready later."
"Um."
The door to the study room was closed, and no movement inside could be heard from the outside. Wen Xin's footsteps stopped at the door. She glanced at the closed door and returned to the bedroom with the paper bag containing the wool balls.
When she opened the door, she was startled by the scene on the big bed. She originally thought Rong Li was in the study, but now he was actually sleeping on the bed!
Of course, her surprise was justifiable: firstly, it was still early, it was not yet six o'clock; secondly, in her eyes, Rongli had always been energetic, even excessively, just like when he drank last night
You have to be drunk to get up earlier than her in the morning!
With doubts on her eyebrows, she gently closed the door, tiptoed to the cloakroom, put down the things she bought, and changed into a thinner coat. When she finished changing her clothes and went out, the man on the bed turned over.
Most of the quilt covering him fell off. Wen Xin looked at it and walked towards the bed.
The sunset in winter is particularly beautiful. The soft orange-red color spreads across the room. Rong Li is lying on his side, half of his handsome face is bathed in the warm afterglow, softening the coldness between his brows.
It was the first time I saw him lose his indifference. He was so quiet and gentle. His moist eyes looked at his flawless side face quietly. He held his breath warmly, as if it would disturb the sleeping prince. He held his hands with his two little hands.
He put on a soft quilt and gently covered him.
At the moment when he was about to withdraw his hand, the man who had been sleeping with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed her wrist with one hand, and with a sudden force, Wen Xin was caught off guard by the man and was dragged to the bed. He lost his center of gravity and fell straight.
Fell into his arms.
The top-quality silk quilt was as light and soft as clouds, and warm. Perhaps it could be said that he was very warm, and his aura surrounded her forcefully, making her white and tender face turn red.
"Rong...Rong Li..." Wen Xin's heart beat rapidly, and she called his name angrily.
"Yes." He responded in a low voice, clasped her waist tightly, and buried most of his face in her shoulder, so the lazy and sexy male voice sounded a bit muffled.
The warm breath hit the particularly sensitive skin of her neck, and every time, it felt as if there were feathers tickling her. She felt a strange itching all over her body. She shrank back, but she couldn't move at all.
"Rong Li..." She blushed, said softly, and was at a loss.
"Come sleep with me for a while," he said.
Yesterday he drank so much and didn't get enough rest. He drank again at noon and took aphrodisiacs. He was tired even if he was an iron man. After returning from Cong Rong's house, he read documents in the study for a while and his head felt dizzy.
I couldn't read a single word, so I simply went back to my room to rest.
As a result, he was used to holding her while sleeping, and he couldn't even sleep peacefully without her just now.
Unconsciously, she has become an indispensable part of his life!
Wen Xin blinked her eyelashes, "But Aunt Qiao said that dinner will be ready soon, why don't you eat first before going to bed, okay?"
"..." He didn't answer, and he didn't let go of his arms. This naturally meant - no, I want to sleep, eat, etc. now, wait until I wake up.
Knowing what he meant from his silence, Wen Xin did not persuade him any further.
She had gone out for a long walk in the afternoon, and it was extremely cold outside. Now that she had a warm bed, the sleepyhead ran out, and Wen Xin's eyelids became heavier and heavier. Anyway, she was not hungry, so she should just sleep.
After twisting twice in his arms and finding a comfortable position, she closed her eyes and went to find Duke Zhou.
…
I slept for two full hours this time.
During this period, Aunt Qiao, who had prepared dinner, came over. She went to the study first, but there was no one there. Then she went to the bedroom and knocked on the door, but no one responded. Knowing that Rong Li and Wen Xin were together, Aunt Qiao did not disturb them anymore.
People went downstairs.
Rong Li actually woke up when there was a knock on the door. Looking at the little girl sleeping peacefully in his arms, he didn't have the heart to wake her up, so he hugged her and continued to sleep until she woke up on her own.
It was completely dark by this time, and the night sky was pitch black without stars or moon.
While eating dinner, he suddenly remembered that he had not finished writing the paper due tomorrow, and Wen Xin became anxious. He finished eating in a few seconds and ran back to his room.
Looking at her hurried back, Rong Li slightly raised his eyebrows.
When he returned to the room, Wenxin was sitting on the sofa, holding a laptop and typing on the keyboard. She frowned and bit her lower lip habitually. It looked like she was having a hard time writing the paper.
"Isn't it finished yet?" Rong Li asked. He remembered that a week ago she said she was going to write a paper.
Wen Wen nodded awkwardly.
The topic this time was the appreciation of Western art works. There were three painters' works to choose from, but she kept choosing, but she never got any inspiration.
Rong Li glanced at the topic of her thesis. She chose the work of Leonardo da Vinci. Looking at her sad and pitiful look, Rong Li sat next to her and took the computer over. He opened the search engine and first
Find the painting "Woman Holding an Ermine".
Wenxin looked at him with watery eyes, not understanding his intention for a while. It wasn't until he started to explain to her that she suddenly came back to her senses.
"First of all, you should understand the creative background of this painting..." His voice is very pleasant, deep and magnetic, and every word that comes out of his mouth is so sweet, like elegant cello music.
Standing next to him, listening to his patient and detailed explanation, Wen Xin's heart was beating fast.
"...What else don't you understand?" He turned his face sideways, stared at her with his dark eyes, and asked softly.
The moment his eyes fell on his face, Wen Xin felt as if her heart had been hit by something, and she was a little flustered. Her cheeks were dyed with a hint of rouge, and she shook her head stupidly, "...I understand, thank you,
I can write."
Rong Li narrowed his eyes slightly, "Then write it yourself."
After he finished speaking, he got up and went to the bathroom.
Staring at the oil painting on the computer screen, Wen Xin pursed her lips, then deleted everything she had written before and wrote a new one.
His guidance gave her a feeling of enlightenment and a steady stream of inspiration. The three thousand words that had given her a headache before were completed very smoothly this time.
He typed the last word with his fingertips and secretly raised his eyes to look at the man on the bed who was watching the news. A warm smile curved his lips, and there was a hint of sweetness in his heart.
After copying the files, she went to take a shower. After she came out feeling relaxed, she moved her laptop to the bed, and then asked him carefully: "Rongli, are you busy now?"
Rong Li put down the tablet in his hand and looked deeply, "What do you want to do?"
Wenxin touched her nose and said, "Can you tell me about other painters?"
She felt that what Rong Li taught was much more interesting than those teachers, and she didn't find it boring at all.
Moreover, he knew so much. She originally thought that he was good at finance, such as how to run a company, how to negotiate business, etc. However, she did not expect that he also had a deep understanding of art.
Oh, by the way, Jian Yao also said that he knows jewelry design, and the one named angel is his work.
angel, angel, did he give this name?
Suddenly, she became very interested in that set of jewelry.
Rong Li said without thinking, "Okay."
Wen Xin climbed into bed excitedly.
She half-leaned on him, and he held her waist from behind and introduced her in detail. Wenxin listened very carefully, and took notes from time to time with his own little notebook.
…
The hour hand gradually pointed to eleven o'clock. Wen Wenxin rubbed his eyes, feeling a little sleepy.
Rong Li lowered his eyes and looked at her, then asked softly: "Want to sleep?"
"Hmm." Wen Xin made a sound from his nose.
"Then go to sleep." He knew that this little girl always loved sleeping.
Wen Xin nodded, her eyes swept across the screen, the bright light stimulated her pupils, an idea struck her, and her mind suddenly became hot. When Rong Li was about to turn off the computer, she asked him in a low voice: "Rong Li, what do you know about jewelry design?"
?"
Rong Li paused, and a faint light flashed in his eyes. He looked at her quietly, "Did Jian Yao tell you?"
With a calm word and unpredictable emotions, Wen Xin clutched the sheets, her feather-like long eyelashes drooped slightly, and a very beautiful curved silhouette fell, "Well, he told me when I went to your company last time, he said
, have you ever designed jewelry..."
His narrow phoenix eyes swept over her little pink ears, which were pink and tender, and looked like a delicious delicacy. Rong Li squinted his eyes slightly, leaned forward, and pressed his thin lips against her blood-congested earlobes.
, that voice was particularly charming, "Want to see?"
The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.
She felt like a deer in her heart, bouncing around. Wen Wen felt even more nervous, but she nodded very honestly, "Well..."
She was very curious, very curious, and she wanted to know why she chose that name.
angel
Rong Li's breathing was a little heavy. He took her white jade-like earlobe in his mouth, bit it gently with his teeth, and rubbed it, "What do you give in exchange?"
Facing his passionate teasing, Wen Xin couldn't help but tremble all over. Looking into his beautiful phoenix eyes, she thought about his question very seriously.
What does she have?
Her eyes moved down and fell on his thin lips. She remembered that when she asked for his consent before, he said that if she kissed him, he would agree. Then...
Her eyelashes fluttered shyly, and she grabbed his shoulders with both hands. She slowly, under his focused gaze, took the initiative to put her lips against his.
A gentle touch is like a dragonfly touching water.
Then she immediately backed away, nervously waiting for his reaction.
Rong Li narrowed his eyes, touched her lips with his slender and noble fingers, and said seductively: "Not enough."
What he wants is far from enough!
Hearing this, Wen Wen's already blushing cheeks blushed deeper. She lowered her eyes. After a small inner struggle, she plucked up the courage and kissed him again.
Different from the last time when she tasted it lightly, she imitated his movements for every kiss, reaching out her pink tongue to trace the delicate line of his lips, which was warm, moist, and intimate.
Rong Li's eyes shone brightly, like a beast in the dark night. He enjoyed her initiative very much. After letting her lick her in a flattering way for a while, he hugged her tightly, lowered his head and bit her lips,
"wait for me."
After he finished speaking, he got out of bed and left the room.
Her eyes stayed at the door, her fingertips touched her lower lip, which was bitten by him and hurt a little. Her face was as red as a cloud, and her heart was beating fast.
Rong Li came back soon, holding a black jewelry box in his hand, and inside was the angel he designed and made himself.
Wen Xin sat on the bed with her hands on her knees and watched him approach. He held her in his arms and opened the box. She had guessed before that angel was a necklace, earrings, a ring, a brooch or something...
As the jewelry box was opened, a very beautiful chain was reflected in her watery eyes. It was made of pure platinum and inlaid with a total of seven precious diamonds. Under the light, it was dazzling and extremely luxurious.
"Is this...a bracelet?" Wenxin turned her head and looked at him and asked.
"It's an anklet." Kissing her tender cheek, Rong Li asked in a low voice, "Do you like it?"
Wen Xin nodded heavily.
At first glance, she liked this anklet very much, not because of its priceless value, but because of its design, which was simple yet meticulous, showing Mediterranean romance, dignity and elegance.
With a hint of obsession in her eyes, Wenxin slowly stretched out her hand, but when her fingertips were about to touch the anklet, she suddenly retracted her hand.
How could she touch such a valuable thing?
Seeing her rather silly movements, Rong Li's eyes flashed with soft light like spring water, and he took out the anklet directly.
A cold feeling on her ankle shocked her out of her thoughts. Wen Wenxin lowered her eyes and saw that the man had already put the anklet on her left foot.
"Don't—!" She screamed as if she was frightened.
Rong Li paused and asked coldly: "You don't want it?"
"This is too expensive, I can't have it!" Wenxin grabbed his hand and explained.
Looking into her clear eyes, Rong Li asked quietly: "Do you want it?"
Wen Xin was slightly stunned, she blinked and said against her will: "I don't want to..."
"Look into my eyes." Rong Li pinched her chin to prevent her from avoiding his gaze, "Tell me, do you want it?"
Staring at him blankly, his deep eyes had a bewitching magic that made her get lost in it. She nodded and softly uttered two words, "I want."
The coldness in the man's eyes faded instantly.
The white and slender ankles paired with top-notch luxurious diamonds were like an exquisite and beautiful work of art. Rong Li pecked her lips and praised, "It's beautiful."
Wen Xin was still a little confused. When she heard his man's praise, a hint of embarrassment flashed across her face as beautiful as white jade, and she said in a low voice: "Rong Li, thank you."
He actually gave her the only work he designed, which made Wen Wen feel cherished.
And this is what she has longed for most!
Rong Li's eyes were quenched, so hot that it almost burned her. He tightly circled her waist with one hand, and pressed her little hand between the quilt with the other hand, interlocking their fingers.
Searing kisses fell on her face one by one, gently and pityingly, as if she were his rare treasure.
"Wen Xin, you are mine and can only belong to me!"
His gentle murmur sounded in her ears, and moisture overflowed from the corners of her eyes. Wen Wenxin couldn't tell how she felt at that moment.
Because her heart seemed to have lost its direction.
****
Jian Yao, who had been away for several days, finally came back. He was still smiling as soon as he saw Wen Wenxin and asked her how she was doing recently.
"Jian Yao, how long will you stay when you come back this time?" Wen Xin asked.
Jian Yao chewed the fruit in his mouth, "Well, if there is no unexpected situation, let's save it for the New Year." He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her, and raised his lips angrily, "Why, do you miss me so much?"
Wenxin glared at him, "What are you talking about?"
She found that Jian Yao and Wei Ming had similar personalities. They were both extroverted, a bit arrogant, and very shady. They loved to make fun of her. But looking at Rong Li, the taciturn iceberg type was completely two different types.
They have such great personalities, but they are still close friends. I really wonder how they got along when they first met.
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Tomorrow is New Year's Day. Happy New Year, everyone. If you go out for fun, remember to come back and read the article in the evening. Let's meet at eight o'clock tomorrow night o(n_n)o~