He raised his hand to wipe her face, and what he wiped was the tears that filled his palms. Anger arose in Situ's heart.
"It's so cute, don't fucking cry! Isn't he just a fucking ex? What's the big deal? He's not the only man in the world?! What the hell do you think? Why don't you cry again?"
I look down on how cute you are. Is a bastard worth your crying... Isn't it just a lovelorn? What's the big deal if you have a ****... You have to have appearance and talent. He doesn't like a lot of men.
I’m vying to like you..."
Shen Xue raised her face, looked at him and asked, "Then do you like me?"
The girl in front of her has eyes as red as rabbits, slightly swollen, the makeup on her face has faded, and there is still fallen mascara on one eyelid...
At this moment, Shen Xue had absolutely nothing to do with being beautiful, but when she saw her in his eyes, she was more pitiful than ever.
Situ Xing held her face with his palms and gently helped her wipe off the mascara from the corners of her eyes.
"like!"
"Then let you marry me, will you?"
"willing."
He answered the question to the letter, without any hesitation.
Shen Xue laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck like snakes.
"Okay, let's get married and get the certificate early tomorrow morning!"
As she said that, she picked up her feet, came over and kissed his lips.
When her lips came to kiss him, Situ Xing was startled for a moment. He did not expect that she would behave like this at all.
During the two seconds when he was absent-minded, Shen Xue's arms tightened more and more, and the tip of her tongue stretched out to poke into his mouth. However, it was blocked by his teeth, and she bit his lip angrily.
Lightning flashed across Situ Xing's back.
Suppressing the desire to embrace, hold her tightly, and swallow her, he held her shoulders and pushed her away.
"It's so cute, don't make trouble!"
Shen Xue raised her face and looked at him with drunken eyes.
"Didn't you say you were willing to marry me?"
Situ Xing frowned, "It's so cute, do you know who I am?"
She chuckled twice, "Aren't you... Situ Xing?"
Situ Xing's eyebrows jumped, "Do you really want to marry me?"
"Nonsense!" Shen Xue raised her hand and grabbed his collar, "You...you really regret it?"
Situ Xing did not speak, but looked at her seriously for more than ten seconds.
Then, he picked her up, walked into the bedroom in a few steps, threw her on the big bed, pulled off his tie, and climbed onto the bed.
He propped up the bed with both arms and looked down at Shen Xue in front of him.
"How cute, let me ask you again, are you really willing to marry me?"
"Are you a man...my mother-in-law..."
Situ Xing grabbed her wrist and said, "Answer me!"
"I'm willing..." Shen Xue raised her hand to grab his collar, "Let's go to...the bridal chamber tonight...tonight!"
She was so drunk that she couldn't catch him, so she fell back on the bed. She didn't catch his collar, but only loosened two of his buttons.
On the snow-white sheets, her face was flushed with wine. The braid he had helped her to braid had already come loose. Her long hair was scattered in a mess, and her little red dress was also wrinkled.
The wrinkled neckline reveals the edge and half of the black bra underneath.
Everything in front of me is so tempting.
Situ Xing couldn't help himself anymore, lowered his face, and he kissed her lips unceremoniously.
There was still the taste of red wine on her lips, slightly sweet and mellow, which almost made him drunk.
