Chapter 35 Hand in Hand
From then on, a water cold that can only wait stupidly has died, and a new water cold will be ushered in. Xi Xinmiao's future life will start a new page around him.
Since you wake up, you will never let go!
-----The water is cold.
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"Are you still angry with me?"
Xi Xinmiao is slightly worried and cautious. In fact, she is also uncertain. After all, she has hurt him so much, and what she owes him will never be paid.
"What do you think?"
Shui Yanhan's face was slightly gloomy, and his expression was more serious than ever before. "Aqiong, do you know that you owe me a lot?"
"I know." She did not avoid his hand that raised her chin and looked at her, and her calm black eyes loomed with self-reproach.
The dark tone made him distressed, but he still forced himself to put up with it. He had to force her to face some things.
"Since you know that you owe me, I will punish you and use the rest of your life to atone for your sins. Never run away from me and stay with me. You just need to remember one thing: I won't let you go. You can only belong to me."
Strong and domineering, there is no rebuttal from Xi Xinmiao.
But in fact, what else can she oppose? She has already recognized her heart, and being able to appear here means that she will never escape again.
She did not feel disgusted with his words, but mixed with a faint joy. I never knew that she also had a day of love.
She stared at him, and her dark blue eyes without any impurities were her most familiar and favorite. Under his urgent gaze, there seemed to be an invisible oppression that forced her to open her mouth.
She smiled brightly, but did not answer in a hurry, as if she intended to kill his patience. Take something out of his arms and give it to him.
"Help me put it on." She shook her slender five fingers, and her straight fingers were clean and slender, and stopped in front of him.
Shui Yihan lowered her head, with the temperature on her body still in her hand. Looking at it, a beautiful smile slowly bloomed in her mouth, as elegant as a lotus blooming, noble and elegant.
A trace of hidden deep uneasiness in his eyes was finally replaced by relief, leaving only full of joy, revealing a strong hard-won happiness. Somewhere in my heart seems to have returned to its original place and is down-to-earth. It turned out that he was still afraid of her refusal.
Put the white jade wrench finger back on the woman's left thumb, and looked at the wrench finger tightly imprisoned on the woman's thumb again, with a little light. The softness in his eyes seemed to melt all the ice in the world.
"Mr. Shui, congratulations on becoming Miss Xi's legal boyfriend."
Xi Xinmiao ate and laughed, and quickly kissed the man's handsome side cheek. Her heart was filled with tears. This feeling was not the tiredness she had expected before, but happiness.
He was a little surprised by Xi Xinyao's bold behavior. Shui Yihan was stunned for a moment. Looking at her tricky joke, he suddenly realized the fact that he was "frivolous".
He didn't care about the wound on his body and hugged the woman in front of him in his arms, "Boyfriend? I thought it would be a better relationship.
He suddenly lowered his face with evil charm, released the ambiguity on the side of her ear, and gently rubbed her ear beads, causing a slight trembling of the woman in his arms, and raised her lips, adding a seductive charm.
With her, what kind of injury is it?
"Hey, I'm injured. I'm a patient."
Xi Xinmiao shouted with dissatisfaction. After all the misunderstandings were explained, she found that she had already been tired and lay down. The pain of the wound swept over again in a clearer and violent posture, and her whole body was hissing.
He kicked and saw that the water was cold and did not respond, but he found that his eyes looked darkly in the direction of his chest.
Suddenly, he remembered something and wanted to reach out his hand, but he stopped him.
Seeing that he didn't mean to stop, he gently untied her skirt.
"Hey, what are you doing!"
Xi Xinmiao rushed to stop her, but Shui Yanhan's hand seemed to be easily controlled by magic.
"Does it hurt?"
His hand did not go beyond any further, but stopped at the white bandage that had been bandaged, rubbing it with gentle pity, as if he had touched the bloody wound through the barrier strap.
The same scar, which is also on his left chest. At this time, he felt that the mark that only belonged to the two of them was the most beautiful oath in the world.
The tearing of either side can cause the other party's deep pain, with the same root, implicated with each other, feel each other, and can no longer be separated.
"What about you? Does it hurt?"
Her hand also slowly covered his chest through the material, with trembling care.
"It hurts, the pain is dying."
He said the truth and did not hide the pain and sadness that she cruelly stabbed the knife into his heart that day.
He put her hand in the palm of his hand and put it together in the place where it was still beating, letting her feel the beating there.
"I hurt too, it hurts more than you." She stared at him as if she were vowing, "I won't let you hurt again, okay?"
"Good." He touched her forehead gently with his head, and his movements were intimate and spoiled.
In the future, they won't hurt anymore, because they have each other.
"Bang!" There was a sudden sound.
The tight gate declared that the gate was lost because it really couldn't withstand the huge pressure outside.
The squeezed door is wide open, but the white marble inside is piled up with a thick mountain of people.
It is piled up in the form of stacked arhats, and you can imagine the intensity of the crowd just outside.
"Ah, you go on, hey hey, you go on, we didn't see anything, we didn't hear anything. It's a nice day today, hehe, that's great.
He looked at Chu, who got up, and didn't feel a little embarrassed. Instead, he was very calm about the hairstyle that had just been messed up by squeezing the door. He coughed slightly as if nothing had happened and made a careless look.
I just don't know that he uses the weather as a cover every time. Don't you know that there is a word in the world that doesn't matter more than three things?
With a sound of him, a group of peeping people echoed, and the frequency of nodding made people suspect that they could throw their heads down.
This includes Fengxue, which is famous for its serious and cold blood, and the soul-eating dark guard.
No matter which one is said, it is a fearful character on the whole continent, but now, it is like a mouse crossing the street. It is afraid of the two people of **, afraid that a slightest mistake will be the end of the split.
Although they are all frightening and ruthless people in the world, how can they be a little presumptuous in front of their owners?
His forehead was already in cold sweat. Looking at Shui Yihan's face without any expression, he couldn't figure out what he thought, but it was more dangerous than anger.
I can't stop wailing in my heart: Curiosity can really kill cats. How could they dare to inquire about the owner's privacy like this before?
However, he was proposed by the smiling dog-legged (Chu Yinhao) gossip man in front of him to pay attention to the safety of his master, and vowed that the young lady was his best friend. If something happened, he would cover them together, and he couldn't help falling into the trap for a while.
Otherwise, lend them ten guts and dare not move the earth on Taisui's head.
Immediately, looking at the traitor of Chu Yinhao who would turn down at any time, their eyes became contemptuous and complained: Which eye would choose to believe him if they were blind?
Before Chu Yinhao could distinguish his birth, what did he mean by his murderous eyes, a sentence gently floated:
"God really gives you face. It's 'good weather' everywhere."
Obviously, he felt that the people behind him were consciously retreating from the safety range. Haozi suddenly had a feeling of betrayal, but the one who was still smiling on his face was brilliant.
"No, personal charm is purely personal charm!"
Chu Yinhao touched the back of his head and seemed to want to approach harmlessly, but he was scared by a more fierce look and scolded him for his brainlessness.
The man who stayed there actually dared to get close to him. He was just looking for death.
He didn't dare to enter any more, but curiously straightened his neck to dig out the legendary gossip.
Gossip is a woman's right, but that doesn't mean that men can't gossip, so he is not afraid of death and shows the spirit of paparazzi.
"If you don't want to die, you can come closer."
This time, it was the cold water that had never seen his face. From the loud noise, he quickly blew down the silk curtain with the palm wind, so that people could not see Xi Xinmiao's appearance at this time.
Although nothing happened to the two, after all, they were not well-dressed. In addition, there were all men here. How could Shui Yihan allow his woman to be spied on by others?
It's just a silk account, but in the eyes of outsiders, it is more reverie than seeing something directly.
In the eyes of this group of "witnesses", the "adult love" between the two is solid.
Poor Xi Xinmiao has completely had nothing to do with a good woman from today. She didn't realize the "good intentions" of the cold water until a long time later. Of course, this is the aftert.
"Ah-----" The sound of a woman yawning came from the silk tent, and everyone immediately stretched out their ears.
In the bed account
"Take a rest. You hardly sleep." He patted her on the cheek and deliberately lowered his voice.
Shui Yuhan tucked the quilt for her, and his eyes were gentle. "Take a rest for a while. I'll call you later."
"Ye-huh, I'm so tired. You can sleep too. I don't think you slept much."
Xi Xinmiao is really tired. She only feels that her eyelids are heavy. No matter how much people outside imagine them, she has never been afraid of comments. What's more, she is very relieved that she curls up the quilt and sleeps.
Looking at the woman who slept heartlessly, the cuteness she had never showed to him made him just want to cherish the person implanted in the bottom of his heart more and more. His blue eyes were beautiful and tender. At this moment, he didn't want anyone to share it.
"Get out."
The two words, unlike the command, the room is instantly quiet, and the noisy Haozi is also dragged out by a lot of flowers.
Beautiful, for the men and women who are hugging and sleeping in the room, it has just begun.