548: This situation can be waited: on the reunion day, naturally he belongs to his wife and children [8000]

When he came up, Aya was standing in the middle of the bedroom, and in her ears there was movement in the study, and in a moment there was the sound of drilling machinery.

Aya lowered her eyes and pretended to take a book from her schoolbag, and Yingying's small waist was swept by the man's warm arm.

She hummed in a low voice: "Mr. Xi...... Inverse"

I didn't want to do anything, look at her frowning, but she was a ruffian, and her hand slipped down...

When her little throat was relieved, she lazily let go, snatched a book from her hand, turned one page, and then another, and threw it on the bed for her to tea one by one.

The final exam paper was scattered, and he twisted it up and looked at it in a good way.

Aya saw that his expression was lazy and relaxed, so she said casually, "Mr. Xi doesn't like the original study?" ”

He snorted, noncommittal.

Aya lowered her head to tidy up the teaching materials scattered on the bed, smiled slightly and said softly: "I went to the terrace in front, passed by a few times, the door was open, and the smell of ink inside attracted me to take a few looks, so spacious, where is it not good to redecorate?" ”

She only looked down to speak, and when she looked up, she found that his gaze rested on her face at some point, and it seemed to be a little smiling, but it seemed to be normal.

My heart pounded.

The atmosphere was quiet and a little weird when he didn't open his mouth, and his eyes were as sharp as if he were there.

Aya regretted that she was reckless, but she had already said it, at this time, she was more determined with him, and she couldn't be eager to control her mouth, looking at his indifferent expression, Aya still smiled, and was gentle and quiet, "Mr. Xi looks at what I do, I studied geography and spatial planning, I just want to renovate, will the structure of the small western-style building become ugly, such as a bulging bag from the backyard, so beautiful." ”

The man's thin lips curled sideways, he laughed softly, the sharp edge at the bottom of his eyes disappeared, and he kicked the white calf under her skirt with his long legs, "I don't like nerds, don't take your knowledge with you wherever you go, what do you do with the tip of the horns, who said I was going to bulge out a bag." ”

He glanced at the 97 points on the test paper, raised his thick eyebrows and pulled her to the side, grabbed her jaw, and approached, "That good student girl, tell me, how can I renovate my study?" Why don't you be a designer, anyway, you have to repair for ten days, and you look at the planning every day? ”

Aya stared at a pair of deep, smiling eyes.

She breathed steadily, and replied in embarrassment: "Yes, yes, I'm afraid that the whole house will be demolished gradually." I deposited 100,000 yuan and couldn't afford to lose. ”

He laughed.

Aya was pinched by his cheek and stood up, and he provoked in her ear: "It turns out that every day who is still a little rich woman, a full set of envoys, you haven't paid me a penny, Lao Tzu's pants are leaking." ”

She was embarrassed and quarreled with him for a while.

Later, he was generous and led her to the study, which was messy enough, the original closet was crooked, and so many books were piled up in the middle of the room.

He said that you should choose the book yourself, and if you like it, you can move back to the bedroom.

After the temptation just now, Aya regretted it and ate obediently, and according to his wishes, she generously chose a book in it for an afternoon.

There are workers in and out, digging here, cutting there, the first day is all demolition, where can you see what pattern will be built in half a month.

And in the next half month, even if Aya occasionally went to the terrace, when she passed by, she couldn't see everything inside the one-meter-wide door.

Half a month later, the study was completed, and the potted plants were moved into the dissipation of formaldehyde.

Xicheng really began to stay in the small western-style building.

In addition to business trips, he usually comes to spend the night four days a week, and if Aya doesn't know what he does, he will even mistake him for an ordinary group boss, working from 9 to 5.

In the evening, when his Lincoln was parked outside the bungalow, he would carry a business notebook and sometimes papers.

Aya ran downstairs early, went into the kitchen to make tea for him, and brought it out and put it on the glass table.

He trotted to the door, took out his slippers and brought them to the man's long legs, stood up again, and accepted him with either a hug or a kiss, and then took his coat.

Documents, Aya never touches, and he never hands them over.

Usually walks into the living room, stands and drinks hot tea, he likes to look at her, and he doesn't speak with his wind/flow and down/flow ink eyes up and down to sweep her slender and beautiful figure, as if he looks at him like this, and goes upstairs with his eyebrows and eyes.

Before dinner, he was in the study.

In order to avoid suspicion, Aya watched TV downstairs during this time, and sometimes because of his loud voice, he opened the door and came out to reprimand, at that time he was mostly holding his mobile phone on the phone, with a fierce and cold expression.

Aya doesn't know if his performance like this is enough for him to calm his suspicions?

Even from dinner to bedtime, every coffee is delivered by the eldest mother, and Aya hands it to the eldest mother even if it is brewed.

His deep and unfathomable nature is also beyond her imagination, and she will inevitably guard against anyone, so she simply doesn't enter the study an inch, she knows that if she is as sharp as him, she must be watching.

In a flash, half of the winter vacation has passed, and of course she is in a hurry.

I don't know if he will live here for a long time after the start of school, and there is an unexpected run-in in getting along, maybe one day he will be unhappy and return to the way before.

During the winter vacation, the connection with Chen Xiangxue also became underground.

On a rare occasion, Aya contacted Chen Xiangxue when she was out shopping, but there was no progress in her report.

Chen Xiangxue smiled faintly and told Aya what progress they had made over there.

also admonished Aya: "If you have time to read more books on Tai Chi, the warm water is long, steady but not dry, Aya, this action has no time limit, do you know what it means?" There are those who have been undercover in the police for more than 20 years. ”

Is that kind of torment? Aya is not afraid of tormenting by his side, but she is afraid that the longer she stays, the war in her heart will restart.

December has come to an end.

Christmas and New Year's Eve in Hong Kong are the most solemn and enthusiastic festivals.

It seems to be a festive infection, or Xicheng is in a good mood these days, and he is extraordinarily gracious, and Quasi-Aya can go out if she wants to go out without reporting before Christmas.

Aya is naturally happy in her heart, and under the heavy heart, she is only eighteen-year-old and loves freedom.

She accompanied the eldest lady to go around, on the street, in supermarkets, shopping malls on Hong Kong Island, carefully comparing, purchasing satisfactory New Year's goods, decorating lanterns, and streamers.

Girls are dexterous.

When he returned in the evening that day, he saw that the front yard was lit up with a halo of colorful glass, the flower stand in the yard was still hung with pink purple and powder blue balloons, a Christmas tree stood in the middle of the courtyard, she was hanging small socks and hats on tiptoe, those childish and small things lined her white hands, she was wearing a dark green dress, a red retro knitted shirt, and her long hair like a ribbon of ink covered her tender snow cheeks.

That is, he paused slightly.

The little girl in her eyes, the silhouette is good, and she is gradually under his moisturization, gentle and lotus-like, she is a little woman, occasionally wearing a heavy color shirt, revealing the charm, burning his eyes and shaking his heart.

"Mr. Xi, come and take a look, but it's all arranged by Miss Aya."

She was shocked to realize that he was back, smiled back, then blushed slightly, and asked in a shy voice: "Is it good-looking?" ”

He walked up to her and listened to her smile and say, "It's all set up on Christmas Day, and I have prepared a knock gift for Mr. Xi." ”

He didn't speak at that time, leaned over and hugged her in his arms, as if his solid muscles had loosened in an instant, and softly poured the weight of his body on her weak body, and relied on her for a long time.

But the day before Christmas, late in the evening and late at night, Aya did not wait for him.

Men who usually come back from work will not come if they don't come.

On Christmas Day, the weather on Hong Kong Island was still warm and windy, and there was no wind or rain, so the good weather was a blessing.

From sunrise to sunset, Aya has a festive smile on her face, and she also talks and laughs with her aunt and watches movies, cooking Christmas dinner, roasting turkey, and all kinds of fruits.

The loneliness and loss of the day can be completely concealed by her.

Once night falls, the shadow is alone, and she can no longer ignore it when she looks down.

In the courtyard, the Christmas tree is lit up, and there are music box singles humming joyful songs in a loop.

Aya clasped her hands tightly, stood for a long time, squatted down, and carried the pine branches of the Christmas tree in a daze.

"Miss Aya, Mr. Xi's call is here!" The eldest lady was excited, but when she saw her appearance, she was a little cautious.

Aya went to pick it up, and the eldest lady hesitated.

Aya smiled faintly, "Give it to me." ”

She didn't speak, and there was no more silence on the other end, and the sound of fireworks was buzzing one after another.

His voice pierced through the night, and to her ears was still magnetic and charming, calm and calm, "I have something." ”

"Yes."

On such a grand reunion day, he naturally belongs to his wife and children.

Christmas, a beautiful festival, knocks you back to reality, you can't see the light, never, you can't see the light.

Aya thought to herself, don't be pretentious, what do you think about staying by his side, what Christmas do you spend with him, who is he for you, and who are you for him?

But what is it that is trapped in it? True and false, what you pay, can you tell which part is acting and which part is into the play?

Aya looked up at the starry night sky and slowly covered her eyes with her hands.

"There is a Christmas lantern festival in Tsim Sha Tsui, my sister-in-law will take you to see it."

"Okay, thank you Mr. Xi for your kind arrangement." She chuckled, "I guess I had a thorn in it."

The other end didn't open his mouth again, his breath was slightly cold, and he hung up the phone.

Christmas is like this, and Chinese New Year's Eve is not unexpected. If he appears, it is an accident.

Aya should eat and drink, TVB was on fire at that time, Aya and her aunt watched all night, and slept together the next day.

Sleeping in the dark, she was awakened by the staring of life.

When he opened his eyes, the bedroom was dim and dull, the sunset outside the window was weak, and he couldn't penetrate the floor-to-ceiling windows, and beside the bed, the man's rich body breath invaded one by one, he didn't smoke, his eyebrows and eyes were quiet, and Mo's jaw line seemed to have been drawn in the dark, so handsome as a carving.

Mr. Xi...... When did it come? Aya lifted the quilt and got up.

Stopped by him, he probed her forehead, he was a little annoyed: "You can sleep with a low-grade fever, your mother." ”

Do you have a fever yourself? Aya didn't know, and looked at him in embarrassment, leaning over and clipping a thermometer under her armpit.

"What do you want to watch all night TV, my sister-in-law said that you don't cover the blanket and drink cold juice, where do you spread your anger?"

"I'm not angry."

He stared.

Aya gradually twisted her little face.

He shook off the cotton drag, and got into her small quilt with long hands and feet, Aya hid by the bed, and was caught by him, dragged back, and reached his hard arms, he hugged her so tightly, with so much strength in his arm, Aya struggled and stumbled with him for a while.

He buried his breath in her soft neck and laughed slowly: "Okay, isn't there a lunar year." ”

No one celebrated the Lunar New Year, and he was free and free.

Aya was so blocked that she couldn't speak, listening to his voice was careless, with this person's natural arrogance, can you expect him to have the slightest apology?

A moment ago, Aya thought he was such a character, and he was slightly depressed and suppressed himself.

But that night, God played tricks on her and made her listen to the corner unexpectedly.

It was really not intentional, on the first day of the new year, he stayed for dinner, and called Ah Wei Zuolong and the gentleman of glasses together, and called her up and down to command his daughter-in-law, to make this dish and to pick up the bottle of wine.

Aya was busy in the kitchen until dark, he was drinking and boxing with his subordinates outside, and if the bastard didn't help, he didn't allow the eldest mother to help her, and she did the eight dishes in one hand.

At dinner, Aya was hugged by him, and in front of those faces, he pestered her and kissed her.

Drink too much, bastard!

After she cleaned up, she came out exhausted, and there was no one in the living room except for a pile of cigarette butts?

Aya reluctantly cleaned up the coffee table, put the cigarette butts in the rag, and walked to the side yard to throw the trash can.

At that time, the moon hung high in the sky, there was the fragrance of plants in the yard, and Aya also smelled the smell of smoke, these smokers, carefully burned the entire western-style building!

The few didn't seem to notice that she was coming out, and were still talking.

"Isn't it time to change your name to sister-in-law?" Ah Wei laughed disdainfully.

Aya paused slightly.

I didn't hear him speak.

Zuo Long said, "Zhang Yunling went too far last time, and borrowed the old man's hand to solve the scapegoat of Sakurai Suzuko, and I didn't get a look at Brother Cheng for more than half a year, and I was in a hurry, Christmas and New Year's Eve, I didn't go to the old man, I used clan rules to suppress Brother Cheng, and I used Young Master Ziming to tie up, you said that the women's families are really interesting?" Brother Cheng, she has been a housewife for six years, and the women around you don't end well......"

"It's okay, she's going to end up the worst."

Aya looked through a little glass window and watched him tilt his head and squint at the smoke ring, laughing at what he said.

"Brother Cheng! Are you going to get her down? "Ah Wei is energetic.

"She's down, who's going up?"

Ah Wei pointed to the house with a cigarette butt, "This little cabbage inside, don't you have any intention of marrying?" ”

Aya's heart stopped.

There was a few seconds of silence, followed by the familiar nonchalant sneer, "Are you kidding? The position of the Xi family's housewife is like a queen, sesame mung beans can be used, why don't you go up? Marry her? Didn't think about it. ”

The heart that was stopped, with the breath of holding, seemed to fall together.

Aya knows that it shouldn't be like this, you should breathe a sigh of relief, but the pain of tightening like a screw keeps making her breathless.

She slowly moved back to her feet, her stiff and cold feet, leaning against the glass window, the numb feeling twitching her nerves, and she finally returned to the kitchen without making a sound.

Outside.

Xi Cheng lowered his eyes lightly and dusted off the soot that had accumulated because he had not moved for a long time.

Zuo Long looked at the empty glass side door, looked back at the man's cold and ruthless side face, and frowned: "Brother Cheng, why bother." ”

He raised his hand, brought the cigarette to his lips, squinted his eyes and took a hard breath, looking at the green night in the distance, his eyes were deep, silent, like this night, and whispered softly: "If you can't give it, don't want her to have illusions in the first place." ”

Zuo Long sighed slightly, he really couldn't understand and annoyed the relationship between men and women.

He has always been wary of this Miss He beside Brother Cheng, after all, Officer He's matter came first, but at this moment, he was a little sympathetic.

If you say that you can't bear it, you actually can't bear it even more for Brother Cheng.

Why don't you want to marry......

Brother Cheng...... Where has his restraint and forbearance gone? If you don't peel your muscles and bones, you can't be a big man, life is licking blood at the tip of a knife, and your life must be wise and deep.

If you don't marry, you are helpless, but you also love.

Does Zhang Yunling, the housewife, deserve to be beautiful? The scenery is beautiful, but under the appearance of the scenery are swords in all directions.

The sword is sharp, Zhang Yunling or any other woman can face it, that girl, he is reluctant to put it on.

It's just that women often care, care, reputation, commitment, and care about a Christmas Chinese New Year's Eve companionship.

These, he didn't, didn't, never promised, and if she was rare, give them all to her. He was a decrepit boy who struggled out of the village ditch, and to this day, he is still not a god.

These, she is young, and she doesn't understand them.

……**……

At the beginning of the new year, he seemed to have some leisure, and he went to her all day long.

Aya is always patient.

After spending the Lunar New Year together, he took her to Dubai, where she stayed at the world's most luxurious Burj Al Arab, and took her to dine in an undersea restaurant overlooking the ocean from the top of the tower.

Many, many years later, there was a wife and Aya who showed off where they went, those luxurious countries that others said were amazing, and he had already taken her there.

He is spoiled materially and is really generous.

is so generous that Aya is always distracted, as if she is really a rich lady in Hong Kong.

He chose luxury jewelry clothes for her, made bracelets with extravagant rough diamonds engraved with her name, and his slender fingers hooked jade necklaces one by one on her snow-white neck, she seemed to be his cherished thing, and he wanted to decorate her, and give her all the beautiful and rare things.

At night, he was so entangled that in a hotel room where he could watch the beautiful scenery of the seabed, he didn't let her feel better, and said to her in a drowsy voice: "Do you like it, Aya, is it okay to live in the most expensive villa on the top of Taiping Mountain?" I said in front of your father, the new shirt and skirt are not short of you, there is no shortage of famous cars and mansions, cars are delivered, you are on the street, and the boys who know will stop and call you a sister-in-law, and I can't let you lose, okay...... Grace ......"

Arriving / Death back, Aya Qin was silent in tears, remembering that he said indifferently that he had never thought of marrying her, and today's grace was a whim when he was happy?

can't see through this man, makes her confused, makes her lose what she has gained, her heart clenches and sinks, is he deliberately torturing her?

……**……

Returning from Dubai, Aya is coming to the second semester of his freshman year, and his free time is reduced, but he still comes back during the week, sometimes two days, sometimes three days.

Aya has been dormant for so long, and the opportunity has come.

It was a few days before the start of school, he returned from a business trip and arrived at the small western-style building in the evening.

The eldest lady didn't know that he would come, and she was originally going to make dinner with Aya on porridge, but when he came, she naturally had to buy new ingredients.

The eldest lady drove the sunset to make Master Wu's car down the mountain to purchase.

Aya sorted out the textbooks for the previous semester in the living room, and didn't disturb him in the study as usual.

After a while, he opened the door, and his body stood on the edge of the railing, with one hand in his pocket, and the pen between the other fingers, and said unhappily, "Waiting so long for coffee?" ”

"Oh, Auntie, she just went down the mountain."

"Then what are you doing, your wife doesn't do the work of serving tea and water?" - Thick eyebrows are raised, staring at Aya's face.

Aya was slightly stunned by his wife, her heart was bitter, her face was scarlet was said, and she quickly got up and went into the kitchen.

"Not pleasant." He cursed in a low manner upstairs and scratched his fingers before returning to his room.

When Aya finished making coffee and brought it up the stairs, she suddenly realized that she wanted to enter his study, and he gave permission.

Her heart was pounding fast, because there was a reason in her heart, so it was a normal move to enter his study, Aya pondered outside for a while, and her mind calmed down before knocking on the door.

He was silent.

Aya knocked on the door three times, pushed it open, and saw the man looking up behind the desk, pulling his face.

She walked straight to him without squinting, without looking anywhere, and the coffee was steaming, and she held it in her plain hands, and gently placed it on the corner of the table.

"Mr. Xi?" Aya asked symbolically.

There were stacks of documents on the table, he dragged them down one by one, scribbled his name with a pen, and from Aya's point of view, he couldn't tell whether the handwriting was good or not.

It's mostly ghost drawings, Aya still remembers that he taught her chemistry problems last year, except for the symbols, he writes standardly, and the text doesn't seem to be like other handsome people, he writes with one hand, and his words are like being born as a gangster, very grassy, and very impatient.

Aya beat the drum lightly in her heart, felt the pumping in her blood, and naturally clubbed and didn't go out.

With the afterglow, I quickly swept the periphery, the study room has changed the pattern, but it has not become bigger, a little strange, said renovation, it seems that just the wallpaper has changed, there is an extra computer desk, a row of bookcases......

In moderation, she continued to look without greed.

Xi Cheng put down the pen, his heavy body sank into the back of the chair, and when he looked up, he saw a quiet face with his head down, not knowing whether he was looking at his toes or the floor.

"Come here."

Aya walked over, his long legs were split, obviously letting her pestle in the middle, Aya was ashamed, and didn't get too close.

His wrist was dragged by his big hand, the plate in his hand fell to the floor, Aya fell on his strong leg, he took the coffee, and drank it, and the hand roamed over her waist.

Squinting at her side face, she has gained some weight recently, it's not easy, her face is a little moist when she lowers her head, it's very cute, she wears a white gauze skirt, a vest, her arms are really thin, her armpits are empty, and the black vest inside is wrapped in a little curve, and the shadow is enough.

As a result, Aya was carried to the table by him, and the coffee was placed on the small coffee table on the chaise longue away from the desk that would be shaken, and he deceived himself......

It was inevitable, as she expected.

So before she came up, she changed into a black vest, black and white, dazzling eyes, she was trying her luck, thinking about his excessive demands these days, guessing that he was on the rise of herself.

Let her guess be right.

He kissed down, and Aya cooperated at first, and then struggled.

After a few unconvinced, of course he was annoyed: "What's going on." ”

Aya looked up at him angrily and hesitantly, one eye, two eyes, but she didn't speak.

He came again, and Aya raised her hand to block his domineering lips.

"He Aya!" The face was gloomy.

"No...... Here, Mr. Xi. ”

"It's your turn to pick a place? Shut up. ”

Aya clenched the sleeve of his shirt, still refused, and plucked up the courage to say before he was about to be angry: "Unorthodox, Mr. Xi, I can't be a human being if I want to be monitored......"

He pinched her jaw and breathed: "Who told you that there is surveillance?" ”

Aya bowed her head, quite aggrieved, "Last summer...... I was injured and refused to take medicine and eat, and you called me to warn me, don't you know everything here? And last time I didn't go to see the rabbit because it was raining, and you took me there again, I thought ...... You've seen it all. I wonder if I was disobedient before, you just stared at me and punished me. ”

He must have laughed angrily, his eyes were deep and still in love, and he blocked her breathing fiercely: "Watching too many metamorphosis movies? Lao Tzu has nothing to do and stare at the monitor every day to see your widowed face? Don't worry, this room, there is no room, and the monitoring needs to be managed, I can make them see you, stupid. ”

Aya closed her eyes and gently grabbed his shirt with her fingers, I don't know if it was the sweat on his chest or the sweat on her palm, the shirt was wet.

……**……

An important piece of information was set up, and what he said at that time, Aya did not doubt that it was false. In the past few months, she was extremely cautious in the small western-style building, and she didn't even dare to show anything when she was alone, and she didn't contact Chen Xiangxue once in this room with automatic deletion of text messages.

After that, Aya relaxed her tense nerves slightly.

Since entering the study that day for a cursory look, Aya has taken advantage of his absence a few times to find an excuse to go to the backyard to observe the position of the study, she looked very carefully from the side, the study has been built some, and the wall line of the bedroom next to it has been repaired, but that day she stood in it, and felt that the space did not become larger.

She had a bottom in her heart, so she clutched her eyes and anxiously wanted to go into the study again to confirm her guess.

A week after the start of school, that evening, the opportunity came.