Chapter 47 Husband, I want

Have a good night's sleep.

Last night, Cen Xihuai kept his promise and served her throughout the whole process. Xu Qingwu finally realized the significance of married life to the stability of marriage.

Even when she looked at Cen Xihuai today, she felt that he seemed a little more handsome.

It was the first time Xu Qingwu saw the sunrise at the seaside, and it was bursting with vitality. She and Cen Xihuai were already familiar with taking photos, and they posed according to the photographer's requirements.

Holding hands, hugging waist, kissing...

Once again, the work was completed efficiently.

They brought more than a dozen wedding dresses. Xu Qingwu thought of the vast expanses of cotinus coggygria, so she and Cen Xihuai decided to go there to take another set of photos.

Cen Xihuai had no objection and just kept adding more money.

The photography team couldn't help but marvel when they saw the endless pink.

What a nice view!

There actually is such a place.

When they learned that it was transplanted by Cen Xihuai specifically for Xu Qingwu, everyone showed envy on their faces.

Damn, it feels good to be rich!

To match the pink background, the makeup artist changed Xu Qingwu's makeup to a pink one, and the stylist also recreated her look like a flower fairy.

After taking a group photo of the two of them, I also took some solo photos of Xu Qingwu.

Xu Qingwu was so beautiful that she wanted to touch her.

After everyone stayed together for lunch at noon, they flew back to Beijing. Cen Xihuai and Xu Qingwu will return tomorrow.

After resting for an afternoon, Cen Xihuai invited Xu Qingwu to a nearby bar after dinner, and Xu Qingwu readily agreed.

Coincidentally, the two met Xu Yanli halfway.

Xu Yanli's ex-wife Jiang You was traveling here, so Xu Yanli left his company and traveled thousands of miles to pursue his wife.

However, the road to chasing his wife is long, and he can only watch his ex-wife flirting with a young man without being able to do anything.

Hearing that the two were going to a bar, Xu Yanli followed them. He wanted to have a few drinks to relieve his boredom.

This should be a bar opened by a Chinese. Most of the people here are Asian. I can vaguely hear people talking to each other in Chinese. The resident singer is on the stage holding a guitar and singing Cantonese songs.

Xu Yanli ordered a few glasses of wine, and Cen Xihuai asked Xu Qingwu: "Juice or wine?"

Xu Qingwu blinked: "Still."

The two looked at each other and smiled. Xu Yanli felt puzzled: "What are you two laughing at?"

Cen Xihuai glanced at him and said, "Drink yours."

Xu Qingwu thought for a moment and asked, "Is there any wine that tastes better?"

The bartender mixed a few drinks and handed them to them. Cen Xihuai took one and placed it in front of Xu Qingwu: "Would you like to try it?"

Xu Qingwu took a sip and found it was lychee flavored, like sparkling water. Only if she sniffed carefully could she smell a hint of alcohol. She exclaimed in surprise, "It's delicious."

Xu Yanli had already drunk several glasses of high-concentration liquor. He had a problem: when he drank too much, he liked to talk and be annoying.

So he started talking about the little things between him and Jiang You again. Cen Xihuai's ears were callused from listening to it, but Xu Qingwu found it fresh when she heard it for the first time.

Xu Yanli and Jiang You are a melodramatic double stand-in script.

Jiang You looks like Xu Yanli's white moonlight, and the two hit it off and got married. Xu Yanli always emphasized to Jiang You that she was just a substitute, but in daily interactions, he gradually fell in love with Jiang You who liked him. However, suddenly one day, Xu Yanli discovered that Jiang You also had a white moonlight, and he was somewhat similar to Jiang You's dead white moonlight.

Only then did Xu Yanli understand why Jiang You liked the mole on his nose so much. It was all because the dead Bai Yueguang had an identical one!

In a fit of anger, Xu Yanli removed the mole, but Jiang You actually filed for divorce, saying that he was no longer like himself. The arrogant Xu Yanli had never suffered such humiliation, so the two went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a divorce certificate.

Only then did Xu Yanli realize that he was the one he couldn't let go of in this marriage, so he started chasing his wife and seeking reconciliation.

After listening to it, Xu Qingwu had only one thought: It’s so complicated and troublesome, fortunately Cen Xihuai doesn’t have Bai Yueguang.

Cen Xihuai asked Xu Yanli, "Shall we fly back to Beijing privately tomorrow? Together?"

Xu Yanli shook his head: "Let's talk about it after we catch up with him."

Cen Xihuai: "I wish you success."

Xu Yanli: "I'll lend you my good wishes."

The two chatted casually for a few more words, and Cen Xihuai's eyes fell on Xu Qingwu, who was looking at the resident singer with admiration.

A young man in his early twenties.

Cen Xihuai felt that she must be drunk, and very drunk.

He took the wine glass from her hand: "Drink less."

Xu Qingwu was a little dissatisfied: "This is only the second cup."

"What were you looking at?"

“The resident singer.”

Sure enough, Xu Qingwu was looking at the yellow-haired boy.

Cen Xihuai suddenly remembered that Cen Du also had golden hair. Could it be that Xu Qingwu liked this kind of hair?

"What's so good about it?"

"He has a very charming voice and sings very nicely."

"Your husband can sing it, too. He sings much better than this guy." Xu Yanli interrupted. "He was showing off with his guitar in college. I don't know how many girls he charmed. There were even posts about him on Tieba at that time."

Xu Qingwu was surprised: "Really?"

Cen Xihuai didn't answer.

Xu Yanli was even more surprised when he learned that the two had come to take wedding photos. A normal marriage would require flying so far just for photos? And even taking several sets? He had known Cen Xihuai for all these years, but he had never seen him take many photos.

While Xu Qingwu was in the bathroom, Xu Yanli pushed a glass of wine towards Cen Xihuai: "You're not in love with her, are you?"

like?

Cen Xihuai wasn't quite sure what it felt like to like someone.

Without waiting for Cen Xihuai to answer, Xu Yanli stood up and said, "Fuck, I think I saw Jiang You. You guys can play slowly."

When Xu Qingwu came back, she saw Cen Xihuai alone at the bar. After asking, she found out that Xu Yanli had gone to arrest someone again.

Xu Qingwu was still thinking about asking Cen Xihuai to sing. She had been curious about it in the car before, and now she was even more curious, like being scratched by a cat, wanting to hear what was going on.

Xu Qingwu asked him, "Can you sing a song?"

Cen Xihuai said in a calm tone, "Don't listen to Xu Yanli's nonsense."

Xu Qingwu was drunk, so she grabbed his sleeve and whispered in his ear, "Hubby, I want it."

Cen Xihuai's fingers holding the wine glass paused, and he felt that the half of his body close to Xu Qingwu was almost frozen.

Xu Qingwu complained: "You are the one who said I could say whatever I wanted, but it was useless for me to say it, and you ignored me..."

"OK."

Cen Xihuai put down his wine glass, stood up and walked towards the resident singer.

He chatted with the resident singer for a few words, and the resident singer came down from the stage and gave him the guitar.

Cen Xihuai sat down, supporting his guitar with one leg on the chair and the other leg casually on the ground.

He was wearing a shirt and trousers. Having drunk a little wine, he looked less aloof than usual and more elegant and casual. His appearance and temperament were extremely eye-catching.

Xu Qingwu could hear the girls sitting next to him talking in a mixture of Chinese and English about how handsome he was.

He plucked the strings with his fingertips, and a beautiful melody flowed out. As soon as the prelude sounded, Xu Qingwu opened her eyes wide in surprise.

It turned out to be Eason Chan’s “Ren Wo Xing”, a song she liked very much.

Cen Xihuai's deep and textured voice is a perfect match for Cantonese songs, like a glass of mellow wine with hallucinogenic effects.

After a song ended, Cen Xihuai looked across the crowd and onto Xu Qingwu, his Cantonese accent charming.

"Happy birthday, BB."