Chapter 35 I will treat you well in the future
Before Shen Xingli could react, hot lips covered her soft lips.
The man's fresh breath took Shen Xingli's breath away.
He kissed her, his hands slowly clasping her soft brown curls.
She couldn't escape and had to accept this sudden kiss.
Shen Xingli's two little hands were at a loss, tightly clutching Sang Muye's shirt.
A man's kiss is domineering and lingering, dotted with stars, romantic and sweet.
Shen Xingli felt like his heart was about to jump out.
Why was she not as afraid of Sang Muye's touch as before, but instead enjoyed it a little?
Is she a flower maniac who never refuses anything beautiful, or is she attracted to this man?
Thinking of this, she suddenly opened her eyes.
Her sight fell into the man's inky eyes.
Sang Muye slowly let go of her and gently stroked her slightly red lips with his fingertips.
His voice was hoarse and a little out of control: "Shen Xingli, answer my question just now."
Shen Xingli's sparkling eyes were misty. She blinked a few times and asked softly, "Do you really want to marry me, or are you being forced by Grandpa?"
"You think if I don't want to, who can force me to do anything?"
Hearing this, Shen Xingli was a little puzzled: "Why are you willing to marry me? We didn't even know each other before."
Sang Muye's dark eyes darkened, and he didn't dare to say out loud the words that had been buried in his heart for many years.
He leaned over to her ear and teased with a smile: "If I say that after tasting you, I feel a little addicted, do you believe this reason?"
Shen Xingli: “…”
She looked at him with a blushing face.
"You, you are blinded by lust, it doesn't count."
Sang Muye looked at her deeply and said, "Then what counts? Why don't you give me a standard, Mrs. Sang?"
Shen Xingli: "Everyone falls in love at first sight, they're childhood sweethearts, their secret crush comes true, and they fall in love over time. At worst, they get married first and then fall in love. We have to be together at least for one of us to count."
Sang Muye pinched her hot cheeks and said lovingly, "Okay, I'll try to get a little bit of everything from everyone, so that my Mrs. Sang will never leave me. Is that okay?"
The man's tone of voice was very gentle, and he didn't sound like he was joking.
Especially in those bottomless black eyes, it seemed as if there were emotions that had been suppressed for many years churning inside.
For a moment, Shen Xingli's little head was a little confused.
It is possible to fall in love over time and to fall in love after marriage, but how is it possible for childhood sweethearts and secret love to come true?
Although he knew that this was nonsense spoken by Sang Muye, Shen Xingli still felt sweet in his heart.
She looked at him with curved eyes, a smile on her lips: "Then let's start with marriage first and love later."
After saying that, she ran towards the toy store across the street.
Looking at her pretty back, I recalled what she had just said.
Sang Muye felt a heavy blow to the chest.
I couldn't help but clench my fists.
With these words, he was no longer afraid that she would leave at any time.
I no longer have to wake up every day and rush to see if Shen Xingli is still there.
He no longer had to fear that everything now was just a dream.
Sang Muye couldn't help but roll his Adam's apple a few times, and paced to catch up with Shen Xingli.
He bought a lot of clothes and stuffed toys for Shen Xingli.
The two men were about to come out of the mall when they ran into Mr. Sang pushing a wheelchair.
Sitting in the wheelchair is Sang Muye’s fourth brother Sang Jinnian.
Seeing that he was holding a little girl's hand, Sang Jinnian smiled at him gently.
"Fifth brother, do you have a wife? Why don't you bring her back to show us?"
Sang Muye's eyes, which had been smiling just now, instantly turned cold when he saw them.
There was no warmth in the voice.
"You are not worthy yet."
Old Master Sang snorted angrily, "I'm your father, and you dare say I'm unworthy! As long as I don't agree, she will never be able to enter the Sang family's gate!"
A hint of coldness appeared at the corner of Sang Muye's lips: "Don't worry, I won't let her get close to that dirty place."
After saying that, he pulled Shen Xingli out.
Suddenly, Sang Jinnian's voice came from behind: "Fifth brother, tomorrow is my birthday. Dad threw me a birthday party. He said that as long as you come back, he will let you sit with us. He will never let you sit at the servants' table and eat leftovers again."
Hearing this, Sang Muye's dark eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.
He stopped and slowly turned around to look at Sang Jinnian.
His eyes are like knives and his voice is like a sword.
"You're not even worthy enough to sit with me!"
After saying that, he took Shen Xingli and strode away.
Although he had been trying to control his emotions, Shen Xingli still felt his hands gradually becoming cold.
His lips were trembling and the coldness in his eyes was getting thicker.
Shen Xingli heard from Sang Yu that Sang Muye grew up in the servant's room.
Meals were never served at the main table.
The food, clothing and other necessities we use are all left over by others.
Even so, he was often beaten, scolded and framed.
Shen Xingli couldn't imagine how Sang Muye survived at that time.
He must be having a very painful life.
Her soft little hand gently pinched Sang Muye's somewhat cold big hand.
Those beautiful almond eyes looked at him with stars in them.
Sang Muye felt that he had lost his composure, so he rubbed her head and asked in a deep voice, "Did you get scared?"
Shen Xingli shook his head.
She took out a piece of candy from her bag and stuffed it into Sang Muye's mouth.
There is a gentle light in his eyes.
"I will treat you well in the future."
Hearing this, Sang Muye felt a sore throat.
My eyes are burning.
The same words, after so many years, still made him feel warm.
The corners of his lips curved slightly: "Pity me?"
"No, we are husband and wife, and we should be warm to each other. If that home doesn't welcome you, then don't go back. Let's live our lives well and don't care about other people's indifference towards you."
Her voice was gentle and soft, with a hint of sweetness.
Just like a clear spring from the mountains flowing into Sang Muye's heart.
In an instant, he felt that the world was not so dark, and at least there was a ray of light left by his side.
He put his big hand on Shen Xingli's head and stroked it gently a few times.
His voice was low and hoarse, "Okay, from now on I will only go back to the house where I have a wife."
After saying that, he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, and the emotions in his eyes became much clearer.
"Come on, I'll take you to eat crayfish."
The two of them walked into the private room that had been booked in advance.
When all the food was served, Sang Muye's cell phone suddenly rang.
He patted Shen Xingli's head and said in a deep voice, "I'm going to answer a phone call. You eat first."
After saying that, he walked out of the private room with his cell phone.
Ten minutes later, he pushed open the door of the private room.
He saw Shen Xingli holding her chin and looking at him with blinking eyes.
He walked over, brushed her little face, and asked with a smile: "Why don't you eat it? Does it taste wrong?"
Shen Xingli shook his head: "No, I'm waiting for you to eat together."
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