Her eyes were shining, and the waves were flowing, as if there was a tenderness like wind and snow rippling in them, and she asked, "Oh? How bad is it? ”

Xiao Jinxuan couldn't resist her delicate appearance, leaned over and pecked her red lips lightly, and replied: "It's bad, it makes people want to commit crimes." ”

She smiled seductively and agreed, "It seems to be really bad." ”

"Isn't it?" A smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth, and his voice fell, and he continued, "But I'm glad to marry this little villain. ”

If he really wanted to ask Xiao Jinxuan what he liked about Zhuang Yiman, Xiao Jinxuan couldn't answer.

The first time they met was at the grave of his grandparents, and she gave him a warm hug, and his heart trembled slightly, and he couldn't tell what it felt, but it was very special.

Later, she often appeared inexplicably in his dreams, and would always give him a warm hug in his dreams.

Every time he woke up, he wondered if he had a nightmare, but he inexplicably felt that such a dream was quite sweet.

At Aunt Tian's party, he recognized her at a glance through the crowd, the girl who made him dream, and his heart trembled slightly again.

He knew that this woman could only be his own in this life, and he couldn't escape.

That's why he later pretended to be her date in order to pick up a conversation.

After Zhuang Yiman met Lu Siwan, although he was not as lukewarm to Xiao Jinxuan as he was a few days ago, he did not completely forgive him for this.

The two are still in a separate room, for convenience, Xiao Jinxuan let Zhuang Yiman live in the master bedroom, and he himself lived in the second bedroom next to the master bedroom.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, when Zhuang Yiman was about to turn off the lights and go to bed, there was a sudden gentle knock on the door in his ears.

She put down the book she was reading, lifted the covers, got up, walked to the door and opened it.

Xiao Jinxuan's casual appearance in a nightgown, holding a red wine bottle in one hand and two goblets in the other, suddenly crashed into Zhuang Yiman's sight.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, and a faint smile was brewing in her voice, "What, you want me to accompany you on a hangover?" ”

From the night she moved home, Xiao Jinxuan would always find various reasons to come to her house before she went to bed, and when he saw him holding a wine bottle and a wine glass tonight, he knew that he wanted him to have a drink with him.

Xiao Jinxuan smiled lightly, raised his legs to cross her, and walked into her room, "Shouldn't it be an honor for a handsome guy to take the initiative to come to you for a drink at night?" ”

Zhuang Yiman closed the door, followed Xiao Jinxuan to the window, and then sat cross-legged on the woolen carpet.

She replied with a smile: "It's an honor, but at this time, the handsome guy took the initiative to come to the door, and there was always a feeling of bad intentions." ”

Xiao Jinxuan skillfully pulled out the cork of the red wine bottle, picked up a wine glass, and said casually while pouring red wine into the glass: "Originally, I didn't plan to plot wrong, since you say so, I won't do anything in vain I knocked on your door in the middle of the night." ”

He handed the goblet infused with red wine to Zhuang Yiman, and after Zhuang Yiman took it, he gently shook the wine glass, and the mellow aroma of red wine diffused from the glass, lingering between the wings of his nose.

She raised her eyelids and looked at Xiao Jinxuan next to her, and saw that there was a malicious smile between his eyebrows, reflecting the soft light in the room, and it actually derived a trace of itchy and unbearable temperament.