Chapter 37: Then I'll take you to Yellow Springs
Xie Jinsong frowned, he was not interested in this kind of thing. He had made an exception to accompany Xie Jinling out today, and his patience was about to run out.
Xie Jinling saw Xie Jinsong's frowning brows, and she could already feel Xie Jinsong's cold and hard aura, so she knew that Xie Jinsong was already on the verge of anger, and she didn't dare to test it anymore. A small head obediently retracted and sat upright.
Xu Sangtian naturally noticed Xie Jinsong's emotional ups and downs, and she couldn't bear to let go of every opportunity to get along with Xie Jinsong. Even though he was angry, she wanted to stay with him.
"Okay! The little fairy is really considerate. I'm still wondering how I'm going to get back. Xie Meiren, you shouldn't mind giving me a ride, right? Xu Sangtian pretended not to know and asked Xie Jinsong.
Xie Jinling was stunned the moment Xu Sanglutian spoke, and it took a while to react, and hurriedly grabbed Xu Sangtian's hand under the table and motioned her to stop talking. Her brother was angry, even if Xie Jinxiao came, he couldn't coax him.
However, Xu Sangtian gently held her hand and signaled her to be calm, Xie Jinling thought sadly that she was going to be confined for at least three months. She won't be able to see her sweetheart for three months! She regretted it!
Xie Jinling looked at Xu Sangtian with a bitter melon on his face, and desperately glanced at her. Xu Sangtian ignored it all, and still smiled sweetly at Xie Jinsong, who was sitting opposite.
"Has anyone ever said that you are very bold." Xie Jinsong, who was like an iceberg, finally spoke, but as soon as he said it, there was a chill.
Xu Sangtian's goosebumps were aroused, but he didn't expect that the second time they met, Xie Bingshan was even colder. Xie Jinling's head was about to be buried in the table, and she swore that she would never pull Xie Jinsong out shopping again.
"My friends say I'm quite bold and the kind of person who is not afraid of death." Xu Sangtian shrugged indifferently and said nonchalantly. A pair of rippling peach blossom eyes seemed to have taken root in Xie Jinsong's body, and he was reluctant to leave.
"Then I'll let you die now." A chill erupted from his dark eyes, and the stars in his eyes turned into sharp ice blades, mercilessly falling into her eyes, as if to pierce her.
He said let her die now, she knew he wasn't joking. There was not the slightest hint of playfulness in his tone, and she had no doubt that if she offended him again, he would decisively and fiercely choke her by the throat.
Someone in a position like him wants to handle a person effortlessly. Xu Sangtian suddenly remembered the ancient poem her mother taught her when she was a child: black clouds crush the city and want to destroy it. Now she is the city, and Xie Jinsong is the dark and terrifying clouds that fill the sky.
Xu Sanantian was still smiling under such a powerful coercion, she was gambling, betting that this person would make an exception for her, and that this person would fall in love with her one day in the future. She has such self-confidence, as long as she chases someone seriously, there is really no big problem.
"If you let me die now, I will take you with me to Huangquan." She said.
Word by word is on his heart, he is really a person who is not afraid of death, and he still does not forget to tease him. He saw her beautiful dark blue eyes full of his reflection. Xie Jinsong suddenly wanted to laugh, and his depressed heart just now actually breathed.
He got up and left the private room, Xie Jinling was still immersed in Xie Jinsong's terrifying Shura aura just now, and she didn't come to her senses until Xu Sangtian touched her arm. A small face was bitter, and it lost three points of blood. But Xu Sangtian in front of him smiled charmingly, without any sense of nervousness.
"Sister Sang Tian, why are you still smiling?" She's almost crying, okay?
"Okay, good, it's okay. Let's go. Xu Sangtian comforted her, and the moment Xie Jinsong got up, she knew that she had won. In her opinion, he is far less cold than he seems on the surface, and the contrast is cute and even a little cute.