The man's cold and indifferent comment made He Nanzhi immediately say in a weird manner: "Does your face hurt?" ”

This skirt was obviously given by him, why was it exposed?

It's like a feudal remnant.

He Nanzhi once again did not hesitate to give the words to He Sifan, and also gave him the same thing: "Xie Chen'an, you go and worship my brother, how can a man like you need a fiancée who is as beautiful as a flower, just bury it in the soil together." ”

Xie Chen'an saw that she turned her face faster than turning a book, and added unhurriedly: "I asked Lan Ying to go to London, England to take a set of jellyfish-shaped aquamarines for you." ”

He Nanzhi turned his face back again without any humiliation, and curled his lips and smiled: "Well, it's better to bury He Sifan." ”

Then.

Tan Song, who was nowhere to be found, suspected of being lost at the dinner, finally called to find him.

He also thought that He Nanzhi was lost.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he asked, "I see that your cousin has left, where are you?" ”

He Nanzhi made a long story short: "I was picked up by Xie Chen'an." ”

Tan Song: "Ah, why is this here?" ”

"Of course I was shaken by my beauty." He Nanzhi's slender and graceful body wrapped in a men's suit leaned lazily against the co-pilot. Tan Song on the other end of the phone saw that she was safe, and after a few more worried instructions, he hung up the phone very consciously.

Something bothered.

can't disturb the world of his eighteenth-tier and high-ranking fiancés!!

The phone went silent.

The atmosphere in the car seemed to have sunk.

He Nanzhi subconsciously looked at the bustling night scene outside, his red lips pursed lightly, and his side face was quiet, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Until Xie Chen'an started the car, accompanied by his low but pleasant voice: "Want to go to the drama theater to see?" ”

It has been half a year since He Nanzhi went back last time, and to be honest, it was a little touching.

She suddenly felt so sentimental, it was nothing more than someone else mentioning her senior sister, so she thought of a lot of memories of studying opera when she was young.

On the road, Xie Chen'an was obviously very busy, and he also answered two phone calls from the secretary and explained a few things at work.

After finally finishing the communication, I also went around most of Sicheng and arrived in front of the deep alleys of the old city.

……

In the rooftop suite of the same hotel where the fashion jewelry dinner was held, Wen Jianci and Shen Xubai had been waiting here for almost two hours in order to discuss the medical cooperation of the project, and the cigarette butts on the coffee table were almost thrown full of glass ashtrays.

Shen Xubai rubbed his eyebrows first: "Xie Chen'an temporarily withdrew and said for a while, which country was he summoned by the president?" It's called a while??? ”

Lan Ying raised her watch to look at the time, and chose to face it silently.

Wen Jianzi, who was sitting lazily on the sofa in another posture, seemed to be used to it, and lit a cigarette to pass the time, the smoke curled in the room, and his low voice was also careless: "I used to be in college, this is not a common thing?" The blonde-haired, blue-eyed foreign friend in our dormitory described it as the mysterious Oriental Summoning Technique. ”

This kind of summoning technique has only been used by He Nanzhi so far, and it is still very effective, and there is no mantra to teach.

Shen Xubai saw that most of the time he couldn't wait for Xie Chen'an, stretched out his arm on the back of the sofa, and gently touched Lan Ying in the air: "Your Mr. Xie, haven't you finished He Nanzhi's heart yet?" ”

Lan Ying has known that He Nanzhi's crush is Mr. Xie's crazy younger brother.

She played the role of Yue Lao openly and secretly, matching this fiancée who are very likely to develop into a resentful couple, but she can't figure out what Xie Chen'an thinks, but the relationship between the two doesn't seem to be as bad as when they were engaged.

At least get along...... Sleep in a bed for the night.

Lan Ying wandered for a few seconds, and her charming eyes looked at Shen Xubai curiously, as a secretary's primary duty is that even if he gossips, he can't casually ridicule his boss's private life in private, so he naturally instinctively diverts the topic.

Where she was standing, she happened to see Wen Jianci holding a thin mobile phone, and she was asking a female star named Xia Yufei to go on vacation to an island.

So he hooked his lips and smiled lightly: "Mr. Wen's happy event is coming?" ”

Wen Jianci gave her a look, and her chin was raised slightly: "What, Secretary Lan wants to enter my house?" ”

In front of this, he really can't get any cheapness.

Lan Ying continued to be elegant: "I swore to the Buddha eight hundred years ago that I and my future husband must sacrifice my life to the Xie Group in this life, and if Mr. Wen sincerely wants to marry, I don't know that the elders in the family are reluctant to change heirs." ”

……

At this moment.

He Nanzhi saw the familiar deep alley, his thin white fingers against the car door for a long time, as long as he pushed lightly, he could go down, but he didn't move.

The interior lights were dimmed, and only a little light moonlight came in through the glass windows.

Slowly, He Nanzhi lowered his hand: "At the beginning, the master's last words were that the Kunqu Opera Troupe could not be dispersed, but I left because I couldn't go on stage, leaving Senior Sister to guard the ...... alone."

Except for the time when the theater's funding was cut off and it was about to go bankrupt, she went back with her small coffers.

He Nanzhi didn't know how to face his former comrades.

She nestled back in the passenger seat, covered her head with a blazer, and whispered, "I want to go back to the apartment." ”

After the voice fell.

Xie Chen'an didn't say anything, and started the car without hurrying.

It's just that He Nanzhi, who pretends to be a little ostrich, has a little uneasy conscience, after all, the eldest prince Xie personally drove over as a driver for almost two hours, and she temporarily retreated, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that the car was too quiet.

She stretched out a slender fingertip and fumbled with the mirror-smooth display next to her, intending to play a song to listen to.

I pressed it unintentionally, and suddenly the male singer's sad and unique and sexy timbre came:

I， put myself through Hell

It's me who puts myself through hell

Could you even tell?

All of that, you know

……

Sitting up slightly upright, let the silk and slippery fabric of the suit come down along He Nanzhi's face, Xu didn't expect to order it casually, so he clicked on this, and quietly glanced at the handsome man in the driver's seat.

Glanced at it again......

The demagogic song is still playing:

Remember when you slept at my place

Remember when you slept in my house

We were kissin'and touching (Kissin'and touching)

We have kissed and caressed

I thought you mind had changed

I mistakenly thought you had changed your mind

But you woke up and said it was nothin'

But when you wake up, you deny it

We're nothin'

Our relationship is nothing.

Some of the souls are listening.

Xie Chen'an raised his hand and closed it, his eyes were like a damp and silent lake in the night, looking at her quietly.

Chapter 26: Sweaty Handkerchiefs

Back at the apartment, He Nanzhi had a dream that night.

In the dream, she seemed to have returned to her girlhood, with black brocade-like black hair reaching her waist, bangs on her forehead, lining her extremely beautiful face even smaller, wearing a shortened pleated skirt school uniform, As soon as she was picked up by the driver to the Xie family's old house, she ran rampantly to Xie Chen'an's room.

The midsummer afternoon sun shines through the glass, the air is filled with a light woody scent, and the closed door is within reach.

When He Nanzhi entered, what he saw was Xie Chen'an's brown-red sofa sitting up, the spotless white shirt buttoned up, revealing a beautiful chest and even abdominal muscles, and his long legs were straight and slender open, resting lazily between his legs with one hand.

The eyes, which were as heavy as dripping ink, lifted slightly, and locked her so tightly.

He Nanzhi's heart was pounding, and he was dizzy, and when he saw a drop of sweat flowing down his chest from Xie Chen'an's Adam's apple, he subconsciously asked, "Are you having a nightmare?" ”

As he spoke, he happened to see a silk handkerchief stuffed under the pillow, so he pulled it out as if he had nothing to do.

I want to hand it to him.

As soon as my fingers touched the material, they found that it was hot and humid.

In the next second, he was snatched by Xie Chen'an, snapped, threw it in the trash, and dragged it coldly: "He Nanzhi, what are you pretending to be in your brain?" ”

He Nanzhi's eyes opened innocently, and his black eyes were as smart as if he could speak.

She thought of the mung bean soup she had just drunk yesterday, so she mixed in some soft nasal voice and said, "Maybe it's mung bean soup?" ”

She saw that Xie Chen'an's cold and white face was indifferent, and she didn't mean to laugh.

He muttered in a low voice, "That's how my dad scolded me yesterday." ”

The second half of the dream.

Somehow, the style of painting suddenly changed, and she was lying in the brown-red sofa, her skirt couldn't hide her thin white knees, and Xie Chen'an was still in that disheveled appearance, bowing down to her under the sunlight and shadows.

The door was wide open, as if anyone could break in.

Outside, the summer heat and the cold air conditioner were hedging, but the back of her fair neck was sweating, like a red koi fish that had just been fished out of the Xie family's garden pool, whimpering between her lips, as if she wanted to struggle with lack of oxygen.

Xie Chen'an clasped the back of her head fiercely, kissing deeply and fiercely, and the young man's clear and clean breath wrapped her body tightly.

……

At six o'clock in the morning, a thin light of day filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

He Nanzhi was woken up by thirst, lifted the quilt, raised his hand to pick up a cup of cold water on the bedside table and drank it violently, and when the hot feeling in his body finally calmed down, the whole person also returned to bed a little lazy.

Her curled eyelashes drooped, staring at the light of the sky on the floor.

In my mind, I thought chaotically about Xie Chen'an's eyes looking at him in the car last night, and the sweaty dream-