Chapter 21 Say I Love You to Her in German
She is so angry!
She was too embarrassed to scold the bastard when he molested her in front of her.
Shen Xingli could only sulk by herself, her eyes as red as a rabbit.
The curled eyelashes fall on the eyelids, creating a dark shadow.
Her pink lips were bitten until they were bleeding.
Seeing that she was so angry, Sang Muye decided not to tease her anymore.
Untie your hair quickly.
He helped her tidy it up, then pinched her chin and gently pulled her lips out from between her teeth with his fingertips.
"Stop biting me! How can I kiss you if you bite me?"
Shen Xingli glared at her angrily: "You filthy scoundrel!"
Sang Muye chuckled softly, bent down, took her out of the cabinet, and placed her on the dining chair.
The voice was cheerful: "Don't be angry anymore, here are your favorite steaks and foie gras."
Shen Xingli has always been easy to coax, especially when he sees food.
I can forget all the unpleasantness in an instant.
Her life motto is: No matter how big the world is, nothing is bigger than delicious food.
She picked up the knife, cut a piece of steak and put it in her mouth.
The delicious aroma of beef, mixed with the flavor of the sauce, instantly filled her taste buds.
“Wow, it’s delicious.”
She forked another piece of foie gras and put it in her mouth: "This is delicious too."
The kitten that was so angry just now has long disappeared.
Sang Muye smiled and rubbed her head, saying in a deep voice, "Then eat more."
The two of them sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, lighting the incense, eating Western food and tasting red wine.
Looking at the snow scene outside.
Sang Muye was a little flattered by such a pleasant time.
He always felt it wasn't real.
Only by constantly reaching out and touching Shen Xingli could he be sure that this was real.
He called out softly, "Shen Xingli."
Shen Xingli raised her eyes and looked at him: "What? Do you want to eat cake?"
Sang Muye didn't say yes or no, his deep eyes stared at her without blinking.
Shen Xingli picked up a piece of cake with a fork and handed it to Sang Muye's lips, saying softly, "It's matcha flavored, very delicious."
Sang Muye lowered his head and put the cake into his mouth, then looked deeply at Shen Xingli.
A low, hoarse sound came from his throat: "Ich liebe dich" (I love you)
He has a deep voice and a deep gaze.
Coupled with the romantic atmosphere, it feels like confessing your love to your beloved girl.
Shen Xingli's brain froze for a moment.
Then he asked again, "What did you just say?"
“Ich liebe dich” (I love you)
Sang Muye repeated this sentence again.
The voice is still as charming and seductive, and the eyes are still as deep.
Shen Xingli's back stiffened upon hearing this.
The smile in his eyes froze instantly.
Isn't she courting death?
I wanted to play a trick on someone but failed, and ended up being teased by some bastard all the time.
Who can stand this?
Seeing her face flushed again, Sang Muye asked, "Why do you always blush when I say thank you in German? Could it be that this sentence has another meaning?"
Shen Xingli: Can she take back what she said, brother?
She blinked hard a few times, then said unconfidently, "No, just say thank you to me directly in Chinese."
Sang Muye said calmly, "I just want to practice my pronunciation."
He leaned back in his chair, a glass of red wine in his hand.
The tip of his thumb gently stroked the rim of the cup.
He looked at Shen Xingli with deep eyes.
If possible, he would like to say this sentence every day.
The two of them had dinner and took a shower.
Then it was time for bed.
Just then, Shen Xingli received a video call from Sang Yu.
She was so scared that she immediately sat up from the sofa.
He turned around and looked at Sang Muye and said, "I'm video chatting with Xiaoyu, please don't come over."
After saying that, she walked to the balcony with her phone and pressed the answer button.
Sang Yu's voice immediately came from the other side.
"My dear Li Li, this is your first time taking on the leading role. How does it feel? Isn't it wonderful?"
Shen Xingli smiled and said, "It's okay. I was quite nervous at first, but it got better later."
"Why are you so nervous? You're such a pro, there's no problem. By the way, I heard the guys in German bars are really handsome. Do you want to order one?"
Hearing this, Shen Xingli felt a chill on his neck.
A powerful gust of cold air was blowing towards her.
She immediately smiled and said, "Don't talk nonsense. If your uncle hears you, he will punish you."
"He doesn't have super hearing, how could he have heard it? Besides, he's just looking for a handsome guy to drink with, not to sleep with. That big devil has nothing good about him except his face. He's neither gentle nor romantic, and he's always mean. It's a waste of such a beautiful girl like you to marry him."
Shen Xingli winked at Sang Yu in the camera.
I almost knelt on the ground and begged her to stop.
Otherwise, we two will be in trouble.
But Sang Yu didn't understand what she meant at all. Instead, she asked, "Li Li, what's wrong with your eyes? Could it be a convulsion from the unfamiliar climate? You should go to the hospital right away."
Shen Xingli's smile was uglier than crying, and her voice was trembling.
"Xiao Yu, I, I'm with your uncle."
Hearing this, Sang Yu suddenly jumped up from the sofa as if he had stepped on a landmine.
"What? How did you get together with him? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
After she finished speaking, she wanted to hang up the phone, but she saw an extremely gloomy face on the other end.
Sang Yu froze.
The facial muscles were as motionless as bacon.
Sang Muye looked at her in the camera with an extremely cold voice.
"Sang Yu, pack your things now and go to Africa to monitor the project. Come back in three months."
Sang Yu wanted to die.
She immediately begged, "Uncle, I was wrong. I'm going to copy the company charter now. Please don't punish me by sending me to Africa. There's a virus going on there right now. If I get infected, I'll pass it on to Li Li. Please."
Shen Xingli also tugged at Sang Muye's sleeve and begged, "She was just joking, she didn't mean it, please don't punish her, okay?"
Sang Muye looked at Shen Xingli with a cold gaze: "Are you pleading for her?"
Shen Xingli nodded eagerly, "Xiaoyu is my best friend. If she goes to Africa, I will go with her. After all, we swore an oath a long time ago that we would not be born on the same day, but would only die on the same day."
"Are you pushing me?"
"No, I'm begging you."
"Is there anyone who begs you like this?"
Hearing this, Shen Xingli instantly understood what he meant.
Looking at Sang Yu, whose face turned pale with fear in the video, Shen Xingli had only one thought in his mind.
She had to save her no matter what.
She will never be allowed to go to Africa.
She stared into Sang Muye's cold eyes and bravely approached him step by step.
Stand on tiptoe and put your arms around his neck.
She tilted her head back and kissed him on the lips.
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