Chapter 7: Your heart is dark
Si Dushen didn't care about her dead fish-like reaction, Annan thought, he had never cared about his own feelings, this man lived in the dark when his young adoptive mother died because of her mother's pregnancy, even if the appearance was bright and beautiful, but Annan knew that he didn't want to ruin the mother for a moment.
Because Si Yuran was protected by his adoptive father in all directions, he could only attack her, a person who had nothing.
Just as she was thinking about it, Si Dushen pinched her waist with some dissatisfaction.
Annan was pinched to her senses, she took a light breath, her brow furrowed tightly.
"What are you thinking?" Twilight asked in a hoarse and low voice, pinching her chin.
Annan stared at his close face, his eyes as deep as a cold pool, reflecting her blank but beautiful face.
Suddenly hooked his lips and smiled, Annan said with a bit of malice in his eyebrows: "I was thinking that you also lived a very dark life." ”
Si Dushen raised his eyes full of coldness and looked at Annan fixedly, and after a while, he said word by word: "It's better not to dissect my thoughts." ”
Annan frowned tightly in pain, but he still couldn't hold back his hatred and bit his shoulder.
Si Dushen was bitten and breathed, and his voice carried a bit of obvious anger: "Loosen up!" ”
An Nannan did not let go, but bit him harder.
She has never been a bully, he makes himself hurt, and she will not want him to be better.
The consequence of Annan's resistance was that he was tossed extremely miserably, and the whole person seemed to be dismantled, and Annan lay on the bed, confused.
Annan was forced to be like this, Annan was not sad, and when she dreamed back at midnight, she always felt that she was dirty, and she was tricked by him into having sex with her for the first time.
In the dark, unable to sleep, she reached out and touched the bedside table.
After touching it a few times, remembering that she was in the hotel, she retracted her hand in a depressed mood.
Si Dushen, who was lying beside her, seemed to sense her movements, reached out and grabbed her waist, and he pressed her back into his arms.
Annan was imprisoned in his arms, and looking at the bright lights outside the window, she felt that such a beautiful light would never belong to her.
Si Dushen's chin rubbed against her neck, rubbing it gently, he found a suitable position, exhaled, and fell into a deep sleep.
Annan had insomnia until late, and Tang Qin came to knock on the door.
Sitting up from the bed with a pair of panda eyes, Annan and Si Dushen got up with their backs to each other, and she soon found that her clothes were all scrapped.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, she pulled the quilt over her body.
"I don't have any clothes." The tone was a little indifferent, but the face was irritated.
"Now we have to go back and get a dressing gown to put on." Si Dushen's expression was cold, and his tone carried an aura that could not be refused.
If you go back tomorrow morning, you will inevitably face a large number of reporters, and Si Dushen hates to deal with reporters.
Annan resisted the urge to hit someone, got up and went to the cupboard to get a nightgown and put it on.
After getting dressed, Si Dushen came to Annan's side and picked her up by the waist.
Annan was caught off guard and fell into his arms, her eyes widened, and almost immediately she whispered angrily, "Let me go." ”
"Bury your head in my arms, and if you want to be exposed, just walk out in this." Si Du looked at Annan with deep eyes, and his tone was full of threat.
Annan took a deep breath, pressed the anger in her chest again and again, and pressed her face into his arms.
When Si Dushen came out with Annan in his nightgown, Tang Qin was stunned.
"Deal with the room." Lightly instructed Tang Qin, Si Dushen hugged Annan and walked towards the elevator.
Annan didn't dare to show his face in his arms at all, for fear of being seen or caught by some camera.
Although there were few people in the hotel at midnight, Si Dushen came out of the hotel with a woman in a nightgown in his arms, which still shocked many people's eyes.
When he finally reached the parking lot, Annan felt like he was almost suffocating in his arms.
was put on the seat of the car by him, and Annan's anger in his stomach had nowhere to be placed, and finally he couldn't hold back and broke out: "Can you not tear my clothes next time!?" ”
"I like to tear your clothes." Si Dui, who was sitting beside her, squinted his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled in an evil arc.
Annan was so angry at his shamelessness that he couldn't speak, and turned his head to look out the window.
"Tomorrow, Qin Jue should know that you spent another night with your titular brother." Si Dushen continued to speak beside him, his tone still tinged with a bit of revenge.
When Annan heard this, he pulled his lips and sneered.
Turning her head to look at Si Dushen, she said mockingly: "Si Dushen, your heart is really dark. ”
"Didn't you already know?" Si Dushen asked rhetorically with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
Annan pursed his lips and stopped looking at Si Dushen.
Back at Si's house, Annan, who had no shoes, was carried into the house by Si Dushen.
The maids who got Tang Qin's call were all waiting, and when they saw the old maid who saw the foreman carrying Annan into the house, their faces suddenly turned bad.
Hurriedly found a pair of slippers for Annan, and the old maid said disapprovingly: "If Miss An is short of shoes, the young master will give them out if he says it." ”
Si Dushen looked at the old maid indifferently, and said in a somewhat oppressive tone: "Aunt Zhang is teaching me how to do it?" ”
When Aunt Zhang heard this, she immediately said with a frightened face: "No, young master." ”
Si Dushen sneered, and then said to Tang Qin, who came up: "Settle Aunt Zhang's money and let Xiao Ran take her place." ”
Aunt Zhang's expression was extremely ugly, and she wanted to admit her mistake, but Tang Qin took the lead in talking: "Aunt Zhang, you can go and pack your things." ”
Aunt Zhang has always disliked Annan very much, and every time she serves her, she is reluctant, and even the other maids are extremely impatient with Annan.
Annan didn't care, but was a little surprised that Si Dushen would drive people away because of her words.
was sent back to the room by Si Dushen, and after he left, Annan took out the contraceptive pill he had bought before from the cabinet and took a shower. After washing away the smell of Si Dushen on her body, she lay back on the bed.
Early the next morning, when Nan'an finished washing up and was about to go downstairs for breakfast, he saw a box of cigarettes on his desk.
She was a little surprised, wasn't Si Dushen disgusted that she smoked this?
Annan picked up the cigarette and opened the outer package, only to open it and find that it contained candy of various colors.
The corner of her eye twitched, and she put the candy on the table in disgust.
As soon as she got up to open the door, she saw the butler standing outside her room. Seeing Annan come out, the housekeeper said kindly: "Miss An, do you still like the candy?" ”
"You go and reply to Young Master Si, I don't like to eat sweets." Annan said lightly, his attitude was lukewarm.
When the housekeeper heard this, he smiled kindly: "This candy is specially made by the young master, the sweetness is not high, if Miss An wants to smoke, you can eat this." ”
Annan understood, and Si Dushen asked her to quit smoking...... Although she is not addicted to smoking and does not need to, seeing that he cares so much, Annan suddenly feels a little rebellious.
"I don't like any sweetness of sugar, so Young Master Si doesn't have to worry about it anymore." After Annan finished speaking indifferently, he walked straight out and then walked towards the stairs.
The housekeeper thought of Si Duan's thoughts, and Annan didn't appreciate it, so he couldn't help but sigh lightly.
But Annan still remembered that when he first entered the Si family, he was also very good to himself, and later he pushed her into the abyss because of hatred mercilessly? His goodness is poison mixed with hatred, and Annan will never accept any of his overtures again.