Chapter 25 Is He the Person You Want to Marry?
Shen Xingli was still a little worried about suddenly meeting an online friend.
But if she didn't do this, she would always feel guilty.
At worst, I can bring Sang Yu along on the day we meet.
Having someone by your side gives you some peace of mind.
After Shen Xingli made his decision, he immediately got out of bed.
She walked over to Sang Muye in small steps and said, "I'm not cold anymore. Do you need my help?"
Sang Muye stared at her for a few seconds with his deep eyes, then said in a deep voice, "Put some honey on this chicken wing."
"Okay, put a few slices of lemon in it when you bake it, it will have a fresh lemony fragrance."
"Yeah." Sang Muye responded lightly.
Shen Xingli was applying honey on the chicken wings with a brush. When she heard his answer, she was suddenly stunned.
Why does MY's tone sound so similar to Sang Muye's?
Is he also such a cold and lonely man?
After dinner, the two went to the town to see the night view.
Shen Xingli was taking pictures with his mobile phone the whole time.
After taking pictures of the night scene, I took pictures of myself.
I also occasionally took a few secret photos of Sang Muye.
She was playing excitedly in the front alone, and Sang Muye followed behind like a parent.
Sometimes he would remind her not to fall, and sometimes he would pull her hat down.
He was carrying Shen Xingli's bag and brought a pot of hot water because he was worried that she was thirsty.
Just like the parents of kindergarten children.
Sang Muye's eyes were always on Shen Xingli, and his cold eyebrows seemed very gentle at this moment.
The little girl was wearing a pink and purple down jacket and a pair of blue wide-leg jeans.
Wearing a white hat on his head.
Beautiful eyes and eyebrows with a sweet smile.
Like a cute and warm elf.
A spirit that can heal the wounds of the soul.
Sang Muye looked at Shen Xingli like this, and the corners of his lips unconsciously raised.
He whispered, "Shen Xingli."
Shen Xingli turned around suddenly when he heard the voice.
Sang Muye's camera clicked, freezing this beautiful scene.
Shen Xingli immediately ran over and said, "What are you taking pictures of? I can't control my expression, it must be ugly. Delete it for me."
She stood on tiptoe and tried to snatch the phone from Sang Muye.
Who knew that the next second, the dog man grabbed her chin, bent down and kissed her on the lips.
At the same time, the phone in his hand made a 'click' sound.
Shen Xingli was stunned.
Sang Muye not only took a photo of her, but also took a kissing photo of her.
Ahhhhh.
How could this bastard be like this?
He kissed people without their consent and took photos.
Shen Xingli pouted angrily: "Why did you kiss me?"
Sang Muye looked at her angry expression and smiled: "Do you still need a reason to kiss you?"
"Then you can't take pictures of me secretly and infringe my portrait rights."
Sang Muye stared at her intently with his deep eyes, his voice low and mellow: "This is called marital interest, don't you understand?"
Shen Xingli: “…”
She is so angry.
What happened? I was accidentally teased by this man again.
Her porcelain-white face turned red instantly.
The little mouth moved several times before speaking: "Don't show that kissing photo to others."
"Well, I'll just keep it for myself."
"You're not allowed to look either!"
Sang Muye held her in his arms and looked down at her: "Is Mrs. Sang's family education a bit too strict? She doesn't even allow you to look at your photo?"
Hearing this, 'Mrs. Sang', Shen Xingli's face turned even redder.
She couldn't associate this title with herself.
She looked up at Sang Muye's angular face and spoke in a soft voice.
"You really have never been in love before?"
Sang Muye frowned and looked at her: "What's wrong?"
Shen Xingli: "You're so flirtatious sometimes. I don't believe you haven't done that before."
Sang Muye: "Did that attract you?"
Shen Xingli was suddenly stunned by the question and stared at him blankly for a few seconds.
Then she smiled and said, "How is that possible? I'm very strong inside. I don't believe what ordinary men say."
After saying that, she broke free from Sang Muye's arms and ran towards a scenic spot not far away.
Sang Muye looked at her delicate figure, with a hint of bitterness at the corner of his lips.
The voice was low and a little sad: "When will you truly belong to me?"
the next day.
Shen Xingli came back from Germany with a lot of bags.
When I came out of the airport, I saw Sang Yu waiting at the door.
She flew towards her like a little swallow.
"Xiaoyu, I miss you so much."
Sang Yu looked her up and down, smacking his lips. "Tsk tsk tsk, a woman who has been moistened by a man is just different. She smells of the sour smell of love everywhere."
"What nonsense are you talking about? We're not doing anything, okay? I'm on my period."
"It's been ten days, and you're still on your period? Who would believe that?"
"Believe it or not, nothing happened."
"If that's the case, then my uncle is not doing well. The meat is right in front of his mouth, but he won't eat it. Is he sick? For your future sexual happiness, I will take him to see a men's doctor later."
Just as he finished saying this, he heard Sang Muye's footsteps behind him.
Sang Yu was so scared that he immediately shut his mouth.
She pinched her thigh hard and cursed in her heart: Sang Yu, Sang Yu, you really have forgotten the pain now that the wound has healed.
Shen Xingli immediately interrupted with a smile, "Come on, get in the car. I brought you a lot of gifts."
After saying that, without waiting for Sang Muye to speak, the two of them held hands and got into the car.
Assistant Chen Nan looked at the backs of the two people and couldn't help but take a breath in his heart.
They said he was admitted to the men's department. Isn't Mr. Sang angry?
If it were in the past, Miss Sang would have been punished by him eight hundred times.
As expected, Mrs. Sang is still the most charming.
The president's temper became much calmer.
Sang Yu took the gift and left quickly.
She was afraid that her uncle would come after her later.
Shen Xingli packed up his things and seeing that it was still early, he knocked on the door of Sang Muye's study.
The furry head poked in and whispered, "Can I go back home and give Grandpa a present?"
Sang Muye looked at the sky outside and saw that it was getting dark, so he stood up.
He walked over to Shen Xingli with his coat in hand and said in a low voice, "I'll go back with you."
Shen Xingli: “…”
She stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.
Since getting married, she has never taken Sang Muye home.
Even her grandfather was the only one in the family who knew that she was marrying him; no one else knew.
Now that her brother has returned from his business trip, she had been planning to go back and talk to him about it.
Who knew Sang Muye would follow.
But my brother never seemed to like him.
My brother has been the envy of others since he was young, and Sang Muye has been fighting since he was young and is a real bully in school.
My brother knows him, they are in the same grade.
Shen Xingli hesitated and said, "Aren't you busy? If you are, I can do it myself. Don't worry."
Sang Muye lowered his eyes and looked at her: "You really don't want to take me back?"
Shen Xingli: “…”
She seriously suspected that this man had the ability to read minds.
In the end, Shen Xingli couldn't refuse and took Sang Muye back to the Shen family.
As soon as I entered the house, I saw my brother Shen Xingchen who had been waiting outside the door.
Shen Xingli immediately got out of the car, ran to his brother, and said with a smile: "Brother, I brought you a gift."
Shen Xingchen didn't care, but kept his eyes on Sang Muye.
He was usually gentle, but now he became a little cold.
The voice was not friendly at all: "Don't tell me that the person you are going to marry is him!"
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