Chapter 3: Why Did You Hold My Waist Last Night?
Faced with Xiao Jinxuan's inquiry, Zhuang Yiman was a little flustered for a while as if he was a student who had been caught cheating.
But thinking that the two were about to divorce, Zhuang Yiman didn't want to deal with him with false lies. So after a few seconds of silence, she honestly replied, "Yes." ”
"Is it out of concern?"
Zhuang Yiman felt that Xiao Jinxuan's question was a little inexplicable, she didn't think much about it, and replied honestly again: "En." ”
As her voice fell, in the darkness, Xiao Jinxuan's dark eyes seemed to have ice and snow quietly melting, and they were as soft as the water waves.
This is probably the first time that Zhuang Yiman has unabashedly expressed concern to him in the four years since the two got married, and it is also the most beautiful love word that this stuffy gourd has ever said to him.
Although this love story sounded a little awkward, it was enough to move Xiao Jinxuan.
The moment he saw her agreeing to the divorce in the afternoon, he was so angry that he couldn't wait to drive back to Xiao's house and teach her a hard lesson.
When he got home and heard the nanny and aunt say that she seemed to be in a bad mood today, and when she was drunk, he was inexplicably a little distressed, and his anger towards her had subsided a lot.
At this time, I heard her say that this habit in the past four years was because she was worried about herself, and the anger that had been reduced had disappeared.
There was suddenly no sound around him, Zhuang Yiman thought that Xiao Jinxuan was asleep, but he didn't want Xiao Jinxuan on his side to suddenly turn around, face her face, and stretch out his arm to wrap around her slender waist.
His touch without warning made Zhuang Yiman freeze, and he didn't even know how to act for a while.
Feeling her stiffness, the smile on the corner of Xiao Jinxuan's mouth deepened, and he said in a low voice: "Go to sleep, it's late." ”
"Yes."
Although she answered so, Zhuang Yiman did not feel the slightest sleep, and her brain was terrible at the moment.
Xiao Jinxuan's arms around her waist emitted a scorching temperature, which was transmitted to her skin through the thin silk nightdress, and she only felt that the temperature of her whole body was climbing.
Zhuang Yiman just kept his eyes open and stared at the ceiling, until the fish belly outside was white, and then he fell asleep in a daze.
When she woke up, there was no longer Xiao Jinxuan on her side.
She reached out and touched her waist, and she couldn't help but think of the arm that Xiao Jinxuan put on her waist last night, and she was a little confused for a while.
Since she had a conflict with Xiao Jinxuan more than a month ago, Xiao Jinxuan has not touched her.
And yesterday he filed for divorce again, it was obvious that he wanted to keep his distance from her, how could he suddenly put his hand on her waist so intimately.
Although the two didn't do it last night, his seemingly simple act made her feel more incredible than having a direct relationship with her.
After thinking about it and still couldn't figure it out, Zhuang Yiman simply picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and sent a WeChat message to Xiao Jinxuan.
Zhuang Yiman: I have something I want to ask you.
When Xiao Jinxuan, who was in the company, received Zhuang Yiman's WeChat, he was a little excited in his heart, but his excitement did not last long before it was extinguished.
Because, Zhuang Yiman's next WeChat message is...... Why did you put your arms around my waist last night?
Rao is Xiao Jinxuan, who has always been calm and calm, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth after seeing her unbelievable question.
Why? Why else, naturally it's because he wants to sleep with her in his arms and wants to shorten the distance between the two! But can he tell the truth? Definitely not.