Chapter 20 The Coachman's Dark Moonlight Green Plum 19

At night, in the room, only the cool moonlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains. Zhao Huaxing slept on the big bed, while Chen Xinran still slept on the tatami mat.

A pair of eyes lit up in the darkness. Zhao Huaxing walked in front of Shen Xinran and stared at her face for a long time.

Only he knew how he had spent the past three years, how many near-death experiences he had endured, how many near-death struggles he had endured. But as long as he thought of Chen Wanrong's face, he would be able to get through it.

He thought he hated her.

But when he saw her again, he couldn't bear to say a harsh word.

He suddenly found that he didn't hate her so much anymore.

The prerequisite is that she has to stay by his side all the time.

Zhao Huaxing reached out and gently stroked the woman's cheek. His hand was rough, and Shen Xinran woke up almost the moment it touched her face.

Oh my god, there's nothing scarier than opening your eyes in the middle of the night and suddenly finding someone beside your bed. The protagonist's revenge is simply murderous!

Shen Xinran suppressed his fear and pretended to accidentally slap Zhao Huaxing's hand away.

Zhao Huaxing's face darkened and he put his hand on it again.

Shen Xinran continued filming.

Zhao Huaxing continued to post.

Shen Xinran finally got angry. She slapped him hard and opened her eyes. "I'm telling you, that's enough. My patience has its limits."

Zhao Huaxing raised an eyebrow and asked, "What? You're not pretending to be asleep anymore!"

Chen Xinran's eyes wandered as he retorted, "Who's pretending to be asleep? I was just about to ask you why you're not sleeping in the middle of the night and are here with me!"

Zhao Huaxing smiled and said, "I just want to tell you that I forgive you."

Shen Xinran widened his eyes, his face full of horror, but brother, I don’t want your forgiveness!

…

The next morning, after Shen Xinran got up, he was instantly stunned by the scenery in the yard.

Because the yard is full of all kinds of little dresses, red, blue, white, and yellow, everything is available here.

Zhao Huaxing came over and wanted to say that he bought these for Shen Xinran. But he still said stubbornly, "I bought too many and they don't fit me. Just pick a few and I'll give them to you."

Shen Xinran's thoughts were already wandering off into the wildest places. What did it mean to buy too much and not be able to wear it?

Could it be that the male lead is a crossdresser?

This world is too fantasy!

Zhao Huaxing frowned, "Why are you looking at me like that? Don't you like it?"

Shen Xinran timidly chose the two skirts closest to her and said with a stiff smile: "No, I like them very much."

Shen Xinran took the skirt into the room and was about to put it in the closet. But she saw a small lace umbrella on the top of the closet.

Why does this umbrella look so similar to the one she lost three years ago?

After Zhao Huaxing entered the room, he saw Shen Xinran's eyes fixed on the umbrella. Zhao Huaxing was instantly startled, "Listen to my explanation."

Shen Xinran quickly waved his hands, "You don't have to say anything, I understand."

Isn’t it just because her little flower umbrella is so pretty that you want to wear a pretty skirt while holding the little flower umbrella?

Thinking of this, Shen Xinran's eyes became bright, as if she had discovered something extraordinary again.

Why does the male protagonist like Chen Wanrong? Is it that he is not attracted by Chen Wanrong as a person, but by Chen Wanrong’s little skirt!

So, there is a reason why Ho Tsui-shan wears a little dress. It must be because the male lead likes it!

Zhao Huaxing, who was still standing by: "..."

He hadn't said anything yet, so how could you understand? He didn't know why, but he always felt like things were out of his control.

…

Shen Xinran stayed in the general's mansion for a month. Zhao Huaxing agreed to almost everything she asked for, but he just wouldn't let her leave the mansion.

This led to Shen Xinran's daily routine of either eating and sleeping, or sleeping and eating. This kind of life was too decadent, and she felt that she couldn't go on like this.

So, one day a month later, Shen Xinran found Zhao Huaxing and said seriously, "I think we need to talk."

Zhao Huaxing looked at Shen Xinran, who was holding a piece of red bean cake but pretending to be serious, and he was also amused, "Okay, you say."

Shen Xinran took a bite of the red bean pastry in her hand and said indignantly: "I am a human being, I also need freedom!"

Zhao Huaxing frowned, his eyes darkening. "You mean freedom? You mean you can just disappear once you leave the mansion?"

Shen Xinran could only rephrase the explanation, "My parents and I meet every month. We haven't met this month, and they will be worried about me."

Zhao Huaxing's eyes flashed. "You want to go find your parents? That's easy."

Shen Xinran's eyes lit up instantly, "Are you serious?"

Zhao Huaxing curled his lips and smiled, "As long as you kiss me, I will let you out."

The air fell into a deathly silence. Chen Xinran was torn between humiliation and freedom.

In the end, she chose freedom.

She stood on tiptoe and kissed Zhao Huaxing on the cheek. Just when she wanted to withdraw, Zhao Huaxing suddenly held her head and kissed her lips.

His hot tongue slid into her mouth, greedily absorbing her scent and exploring every corner.

After the kiss, Shen Xinran could hardly breathe. Her face turned red. After losing all her strength, she fell into Zhao Huaxing's arms.

Zhao Huaxing finally let her go. He looked very satisfied and smiled at her, "You taste delicious."

"Damn it, you actually want to eat me, you're a pervert!" Shen Xinran's eyes turned red, and he didn't know whether he was angry or embarrassed.

Zhao Huaxing patted Shen Xinran's head gently and frowned, "Good girls are not allowed to say dirty words."

After he finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly, "Besides, if men don't become perverts, how can there be a next generation?"

It actually rhymes! Shen Xinran was taken aback by this.

The next morning, when Shen Xinran got up, Zhao Huaxing was not there. Shen Xinran didn't think much about it. She ate breakfast and walked towards the door.

Maybe because Zhao Huaxing had given a greeting, the guard did not stop her this time. This made Shen Xinran very happy, and she ran out like a little bird.

After six months of reconstruction, Huajing City has returned to its former bustle, and the faces of the people are filled with joy at having survived the disaster.

Shen Xinran walked around outside, bought some things, and prepared to go home. As soon as he opened the door, he saw someone who didn't belong here.

Shen Xinran's eyes widened in shock. Why was Zhao Huaxing at her house? And chatting and laughing with her father?

Zhao Huaxing heard the door open, just glanced at Shen Xinran, turned around and continued to smile at Chen Qingpeng: "Uncle Chen, if your factory has any problems in the future, you can come to me."

Chen Qingpeng laughed heartily: "Okay, thank you for your help then."

Cao Xiuyun waved to Shen Xinran, "Wanrong is back. Xiao Zhao is here to see you. He has been waiting for you for a long time."

Shen Xinran looked for help at Chen Qidong, the only one who stayed out of the matter. What was going on?

Chen Qidong glanced at Shen Xinran, and the two of them quietly came to the yard.

"Zhao Huaxing is here to propose marriage. He told Mom and Dad that he and you had secretly decided to spend your lives together three years ago."