Chapter 18 I Love You
The commenter was the netizen who explained the problem to her a few years ago.
That person was just like before, speaking in a cold tone and being frugal with words.
I just replied with 'Happy Wedding', nothing else.
Shen Xingli stared at the comment, his heart beating fast.
He really is not Meng Yu.
And he has been using this account all the time.
Then why did he never comment when she posted before?
Shen Xingli tapped the phone screen a few times with her tender white fingertips.
Then type two words: [Thank you.]
At this moment, she didn't know what to say except thank you.
Thank him for his help back then, and thank him for being the first person to give her wedding blessings.
That person didn't respond any more, just like before.
Shen Xingli turned off his cell phone, covered himself with the quilt and went to sleep.
The next morning, she was not woken up by the alarm clock, but was frightened by a strong jolt.
She opened her eyes suddenly.
What comes into view is the cabin of a luxurious private jet.
She thought she was dreaming. How could they get on the plane when they hadn't even left the house?
She closed her eyes again, wanting to sleep a little longer, waiting for the alarm to go off.
Just then, a low and cold voice came to her ears.
"How long do you plan to sleep?"
Shen Xingli has even installed an alarm system for this sound.
When she heard Sang Muye's voice, all the cells in her body woke up.
Immediately look in the direction of the sound.
Sang Muye was looking at her with his dark eyes lowered and a cold expression.
Shen Xingli's voice was a little hoarse, and she looked at him confusedly.
"W-why are we on a plane?"
"Otherwise, I'll wait until you wake up and then come back, the sun will be setting.
Shen Xingli shook his head in disbelief: "I set the alarm clock, but it hasn't thought about it yet. You must have set it early, otherwise, I wouldn't..."
Before she could finish her words, she looked down and saw the time displayed on the expensive watch on Sang Muye's wrist.
9:38?
How is that possible?
She had clearly set the alarm for 4:30, leaving herself half an hour to put on makeup.
How come it’s already 9:38?
So how did she get on the plane?
Sang Muye carried her up here?
Shen Xingli's porcelain-white face turned pink at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Her voice was a little soft and weak: "My alarm clock must be broken, otherwise I wouldn't oversleep."
Sang Muye let out a low laugh from his throat: "The alarm went off three times, and I called you three times, but you didn't wake up. You're greedy and sleepy. Are you a pig?"
Shen Xingli knew she was in the wrong, so she lowered her eyes and pouted, saying, "I'm sorry, I only act like this during my period. Normally, I'm quite alert and will wake up as soon as the alarm goes off."
Sang Muye looked at her lively eyes and couldn't help but snort in his heart.
What a liar.
I don’t know who it is, but he runs into the office at the exact time every day.
There is no time to eat breakfast.
But he didn't expose it, just smiled lightly.
Pointing in the direction of the restroom, he said, "Go wash up."
Shen Xingli lowered his head, said "Oh" lightly, then stood up and left.
At this time, the assistant came over and asked in a low voice: "Boss Sang, is breakfast ready?"
Sang Muye's face showed no emotion, and he said "hmm" in a deep voice.
When Shen Xingli came out of the bathroom, he saw that the dining table was already full of breakfast.
There are both Chinese and Western styles.
The awkward moment just now disappeared without a trace.
She waved towards Sang Muye and said, "Boss Sang, you must have had breakfast already. I'll eat by myself then."
The assistant nodded immediately: "Mrs. Sang, President Sang has been waiting for you."
Shen Xingli was about to reach out to take the bun, but when he heard these words, he was so scared that he immediately retracted his hand.
She looked at Sang Muye a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I will definitely get up early next time."
Sang Muye didn't say anything, but bent down and leaned towards Shen Xingli.
The hot, wet lips brushed across the back of her neck.
It instantly caused a shudder.
When she thought about the last time she made a mistake, the bite marks on her neck left by Sang Muye took several days to go away.
Shen Xingli was so frightened that she immediately begged, "Could you bite a little more gently this time? We have a client to meet later."
Hearing this, Sang Muye couldn't help but chuckle.
The chest also trembled slightly.
He leaned behind Shen Xingli's ear and asked in a low voice, "Do you really want me to kiss you?"
After saying that, he fastened Shen Xingli's seat belt with a click.
Then he sat up straight and looked at her intently.
Shen Xingli felt his cheeks burning when he realized that he had misunderstood.
There was a gleam in those dark almond-shaped eyes.
The pink lips moved up and down a few times, and then she pouted and said, "I don't want you to kiss me!"
After saying that, he picked up a bun and stuffed it into his mouth.
She angrily cursed in her heart: "You bastard, you only know how to bully her and embarrass her in front of everyone. Doesn't the little princess have any dignity?"
Seeing her angry look, Sang Muye was in a good mood.
He felt like he hadn't been so happy in many years.
He has been living in a dark abyss these years.
His life is filled with nothing but pain and longing.
It is the longing for his little rice cake.
However, in order not to cause trouble to her, he didn't even dare to express his longing for her.
I can only bury it silently in my heart.
Because he was afraid that if he was discovered, they would extinguish his only light.
Thinking about his beloved and knowing that they would be together in the future, Sang Muye showed a smile that he had never seen before.
He handed a glass of milk to Shen Xingli and said casually, "Teach me a few words of German, just in case."
Shen Xingli took a sip of milk, leaving a circle of white lotion on her lips.
He looked at Sang Muye and asked, "Which sentence do you want to learn?"
"Thank you, how do you say it?"
Thinking of how he had embarrassed himself just now, Shen Xingli secretly stretched out his sharp little claws towards Sang Muye.
She pretended to be serious and said: "Ich liebe dich" (I love you)
Sang Muye also followed along very seriously: "Yi Xi, Li Bo, Di Xi."
Shen Xingli raised his lips proudly. "Yes, that's the pronunciation. When you meet clients later and they give you a hug and say something welcoming, you can say this."
"Really?" Sang Muye said in a low, mellow voice, "Then let's try it first?"
Shen Xingli: “…”
Is she digging a hole for herself?
She wanted to play a prank on the man, but she didn't expect him to use her as an experiment.
But she had no way out.
I can only go ahead with it.
She gave Sang Muye a German hug and said welcome in German.
Then, Sang Muye's gentle and affectionate voice rang in my ears.
“Ich liebe dich” (I love you)
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