Xia Xi found traces in the long river of memory - those words were what she had said before, so she felt familiar.

When she was deeply in love, she also imagined the scene of living together with Xu Yanfeng in the future.

It was a rainy night. She nestled in Xu Yanfeng's arms, feeling a little hot. She stretched her arms out of the quilt and suddenly thought of the future in such a quiet moment.

She played with Xu Yanfeng's slender fingers, her voice sticky and a little hoarse, and asked him: "Do you think we will get married?"

Xu Yanfeng closed his eyes and leaned against the headboard, half of his chest exposed. His skin was fair and clean, his muscles were firm, and his lines were beautiful. She didn't hear a response, so she pushed him and said, "Don't pretend to be asleep. I'm asking you a question."

He usually doesn't talk much and won't say anything if he can avoid it. If she asks, he won't ignore it.

"Not getting married..."

The man had barely uttered three words when he was punched in the chest. Xu Yanfeng raised his eyelids and looked at someone, then continued, "Are you planning to abandon me after having an affair with me?"

Xia Xi: "What kind of person are you? Why don't you just say everything at once and save it for the New Year?"

Xu Yanfeng smiled and tightened his arms around her. She immediately frowned, covered her scalp and hissed, "You pressed on my hair, big brother."

He loosened his grip, pulled out her long hair, smoothed it with his fingers, and touched the top of her head to comfort her.

Xia Xi nestled into his arms, feeling as comfortable as a cat. She squinted her eyes, listening to the sound of rain as she spoke intermittently, "By the time we get married, I might be a great architect. I'll have to buy a 600-square-meter villa and decorate it in a creamy, natural-wood style for a warm and cozy feel. The kitchen must be big. I've always been interested in learning to cook, but I haven't had the time. I'll definitely have to learn someday. The second daughter of the Peishan Hotel certainly knows how to cook. There must be an island in the kitchen. When I'm free, I can just sit on a high stool and have a drink. Just thinking about it makes me happy. And the master bedroom needs a large walk-in closet. I love buying clothes, so a separate room would be even better. The dressing table should be at least two by three meters. I have a lot of stuff, so if one isn't enough, I'll buy two. The bathroom must have a bathtub. I want to soak in it while watching TV. Oh, and the bathtub should be bigger too, so we can soak together, hehe..."

Before she could finish the rest of her sentence, her mouth was covered by Xu Yanfeng. His face was calm, as if he had a cold personality, as if he was not the one who had just flirted with her in bed: "Be reserved, Xia Xi."

Xia Xi blinked her innocent big eyes and made a series of "Mmmm" sounds.

Xu Yanfeng took his hand away, and her voice became clearer: "You're thinking the wrong way, aren't you, Senior Xu? I just meant to take a bath together, what did you think? Be careful with your own heart, don't assume that others will feel the same way."

Xu Yanfeng narrowed his eyes. He has a bad heart, but his behavior is also dirty.

As soon as the thought came to his mind, he turned over and pressed her under him, vowing to let her see what real dirtiness was.

She had no idea of the danger coming. She laughed uncontrollably beneath him, waving her hands and screaming, "Xu Yanfeng, you're despicable! Your thoughts were exposed, and you can't refute them, so you resort to this! Ahhhhh, I was wrong, big brother, don't... I really know I was wrong!"

…

Xu Yanfeng looked at Xia Xi, who was in a daze, and waved his hand in front of her eyes: "Xia Gong, you are not listening at all, are you planning to rely solely on the recording?"

The sweet images in Xia Xi's mind disappeared completely with his words. Her eyes focused and the face in front of her gradually became clear.

Six years have passed and a lot of things have changed. She did not become a great architect, but instead worked in the decoration design industry. Xu Yanfeng inherited the family business and is now getting married, but the man is not her.

Things have changed and people have changed, that's what it means.

Xia Xi blinked and asked solemnly, "Let me confirm again, are you serious about your renovation suggestions? Once construction begins, it will be very troublesome to make changes later."

How could he decorate his wedding room according to the style she liked before?

How would his new wife cope with the situation after she found out?

Perhaps he was deliberately teasing her? It was impossible that the person he was going to marry was actually her.

Xu Yanfeng asked back: "Do you think I'm playing house with you?"

Xia Xi: “…”

Customers are paramount. After Xia Xi confirmed it, she no longer had any worries. She nodded, "Okay, I understand."

By the time Xia Xi finished measuring the remaining rooms, the sun was setting. Before leaving, she informed Xu Yanfeng in a businesslike manner, "I'll use the holiday to create a floor plan and elevation model. I'll give you the detailed renderings about a week after the holiday. If you have any other ideas during this time, feel free to add them."

Xu Yanfeng took out his phone and hinted clearly: "Then, Mr. Xia, how can I get supplements at any time?"

Xia Xi was stunned for a moment, looked at his phone, and understood that he wanted to add contact information.

In order to facilitate communication of details with customers, it is necessary to add contact information. It is impossible to always make appointments for face-to-face meetings.

Xia Xi closed his eyes and said resignedly, "I'll sweep you."

Xu Yanfeng didn't hesitate for a second, as if afraid that she would change her mind, and immediately opened the WeChat QR code and handed it to her.

With a beep, the code was scanned successfully.

Xu Yanfeng reminded her at the right time, his tone slow and leisurely, as if teasing her: "What you need to do is not to scan the code to add a friend, but to remove me from the blacklist, Xia Gong."

Xia Xi: “…”

With a bang, something in her brain exploded, and her cheeks began to feel hot. She slowly raised her head and met an expressionless face.

He definitely did it on purpose. Why didn't he remind her just now? He had to wait until she scanned the code before saying this. If not to embarrass her, what was he doing?

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