Si Yao skillfully walked around his long bag's private room, and the two people at the door who came out to play with Xing Jue squeezed their eyes and smiled: "Sister Yaoyao is here to pick up Brother Jue." ”

"Is it convenient now?"

Si Yao came to pick up someone half a month ago and forgot to ask, pushed the door in and just disturbed Xing Jue's good deeds, and was smashed by a wine bottle, almost disfigured, this time he has a long memory.

Knock on the door and go in after getting affirmation.

Wen Sui, who had been with him for a few months in his arms, was disheveled, but Xing Jue was neatly dressed, his eyes were a little more drunk, he was not lustful, and he had an amorous smile at the corner of his lips, looking even more gentle than usual.

It's a pity that gentleness is only the appearance, and the real punishment is uncertain, especially brutal and difficult to please.

Si Yao stood still at the door and said softly: "Tomorrow's family banquet, it's not good to go back too late." ”

Xing Jue's hand was withdrawn from Wen Sui's waist, but he didn't move, he was still sitting in place, his legs resting on the coffee table in the private room, lazy and gentle, "How late is it." ”

"It's twelve."

"Ah Jue said that he would accompany me at night, and he was not allowed to go anywhere." Wen Suijiao's dripping interjection and Si Yao's voice intersected.

Xing Jue ignored her words and leaned closer to Wen Sui and whispered softly.

Si Yao stood and watched for a while, thought about it and turned around.

"It's not too late?"

Xing Jue's sentence was too loud, as if he was talking to himself, Si Yao turned around: "It's not too late, you can be busy for a while." ”

Xing Jue went out half an hour later and hugged Si Yao's waist: "What are you talking to them about?" So happy. ”

Si Yao said obediently: "I didn't talk about anything, are you done?" ”

"By car?" Xing Jue didn't answer the rhetorical question, and the palm of his hand went down into her coat, rubbing her sensitive waistline lightly and heavily.

The arc is ambiguous, the technique is lingering, and the words asked and the action of this meeting represent the meaning that he is not busy in it and wants to continue in the car.

"Or ...... You go back again. "It's normal, Si Yao can endure it, but the low-grade fever hasn't gone away yet, so I don't want to.

Xing Jue let go of his hand and chatted with the two of them without being salty, then turned around and walked out.

Si Yao's steps were small, a few steps behind, and she heard the laughter of the two people who were chatting with her just now, and her voice was not small, and she did not shy away from hearing it.

is said that Si Yao, an older orphan girl, is really a tolerant and useless bully, changed to another main palace, and slapped her earlier, Xing Jue is now playful and blatant, all because she is weak and incompetent.

Si Yao wrapped his coat tightly indifferently and followed Xing Jue out slowly.

I thought that the vague refusal would escape.

But Xing Jue was obviously very angry tonight.

As soon as Si Yao sat in the driver's seat, the back seat was manually lowered by Xing Jue in the back seat, and then lay down and looked at him.

The pupils are dark and deep, not as gentle as Wen Sui just now, all of them are beating firelight, and there is desire written in the red stripes.

Sighing silently, Si Yao groped out of his pocket and handed it over.

Xing Jue raised his eyebrows slightly, and sneered meaninglessly.

When you can't stand it.

"I have a fever." Si Yao's hoarse voice was disguised as soft.

"Dead?" Xing Jue's voice was low and hoarse, and he didn't care without thinking.

After the end, the driver became a substitute driver.

Si Yao tiredly leaned against the car window and looked at her watch.

It's three o'clock.

Tomorrow we will get up at six o'clock for the family dinner.

The alarm clock didn't go off, Si Yao woke up at eight o'clock and fiddled for a while, as if he forgot to turn it on.

Putting this behind him, he arose and directed the servants of his house to prepare for the family feast at noon.

It was close to twelve o'clock.

Si Yao went out and stood in the first row of servants, bowed to the old man Jiang who was the leader, and smiled quietly: "Grandpa." ”

Old Man Xing: "How good it would be to wait inside." ”

Si Yao smiled: "It should be." ”

The old man didn't say anything, but he was obviously satisfied with her understanding of the rules, and walked in with his feet.

The men of the convict followed.

"You are now Xing Jue's fiancée, not a servant." A familiar male voice came coldly, and Si Yao raised his eyes to touch the man's eyes, deep and introverted, flowing with unknown emotions.

The man in front of him, Xing Ke, Xing Yu's brother.

The crowd of people walking forward suddenly slowed down, and their ears were straight as if they were waiting to hear what the two of them had to say in front of them.

Si Yao sighed slightly, took a step back, and avoided Xing Ke's eyes, "As long as the family is satisfied." ”