"Qingye canceled his business trip, and Chenchen had fun at his place and didn't want to come back, so we will be the only ones at home for the next three days."
Tang Zhixia squinted at him with some suspicion, right? Did Chenchen really not want to come back, or did this man actively ask Chenchen not to come back?
Xi Jiuchen seemed to have read through her thoughts. He smiled lowly and said, "Chenchen really doesn't want to come back."
Tang Zhixia curled his lips and smiled. Zhan Qingye's house has many high-end games. It's probably true that Chenchen doesn't want to come back.
Tang Zhixia just wanted to leave, but the man seemed to be stimulated by something, so he leaned down and kissed her.
A passionate kiss was taking place.
Sunlight passes through the floor-to-ceiling windows halfway up the mountain and shines into the clean and tidy living room. At this moment, the world is quiet and beautiful.
If it weren't for the fear that the lunch he prepared would get cold, Xi Jiuchen probably wouldn't let her go.
After lunch, Xi Jiuchen accompanied her for a walk. The breath of spring was already very strong, the fragrance of green grass was blowing from the wind, the blue sky was cloudless, and everything was full of vitality.
In the evening, they set off to a nearby sky restaurant. Since Xi Jiuchen had made arrangements in advance, the entire restaurant would only entertain the two of them tonight.
The live performance of famous songs filled the air with a romantic element.
The starry sky above, the candlelight lit on the table, the aroma of wine and flowers intertwined, the man opposite was handsome and charming, and his deep eyes were like a deep pool, exuding overwhelming love.
The light music seems to be telling a romantic and wordless love, rich and with a hint of joy, as if it is acting out their journey along the way.
From the initial intersection to the current embrace.
At half past ten, when we returned to the villa, it was time for the two of us alone. Tang Zhixia was like a red rose exuding fragrance, and Xi Jiuchen, the flower-picking thief, was staring at her all the time.
"Mr. Xi, you wash up first!" Tang Zhixia said to him.
"My water bill has been overrun this month. In order not to waste water, let's wash it together." The man suggested, holding her in his arms and bringing her in.
Tang Zhixia laughed inwardly. Is it the water bill? Can she pay him this month's water bill?
But this ascetic and aloof man has become thick-skinned in front of her.
And for her, he could never stop talking about love, and his flirting skills had become a master.
Three days later.
Tang Yuchen reluctantly came out of Zhan Qingye's house, but when he saw his parents coming to pick him up, he was as happy as a kitten.
Zhan Qingye looked at the backs of their family of three with envy, but thinking that his single life was quite pleasant, he didn't worry too much.
Late at night.
Tang Zhixia woke up from her sleep because she subconsciously hugged the person next to her, but she didn't touch anyone.
She opened her eyes, and she didn't know where the man beside her was. Tang Zhixia just thought for a moment and knew where he had gone.
She got out of bed and went to her son's room. Sure enough, she saw the man sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at him for who knows how long.
His back looked like a sculpture under the dim light.
Tang Zhixia's eyes flashed with distress. She could understand Xi Jiuchen's mood.
The child who kept calling him uncle was his biological son. Thinking about the feeling of not recognizing each other makes him feel guilty and sad.
His love for his son cannot even be described in words!
Xi Jiuchen noticed the woman behind him, he gently tucked his son's quilt, stood up and came out.
Tang Zhixia stood for a while. She was thinly dressed and her hands were slightly cold. The man held her in his hands to warm her. He took her back to the room to sleep.
The next day Tang Zhixia received a call from her father. Li Jie's case would be in court this Tuesday and asked her if she had time to go there. Of course Tang Zhixia had time. She wanted to see her fate with her own eyes and also see her.
Do you truly regret it?
On Tuesday morning, after sending his son to school, Tang Zhixia went to the court accompanied by Xi Jiuchen.
Tang Jun also arrived early in the morning, and his mood seemed to be calm.
At ten o'clock, Li Jie was escorted in. She had bracelets on her hands and her hair was already half white. She looked ten years older. She looked up and saw the people present, and looked at Tang Jun pleadingly, trembling.
