Chapter 55 I Want Something Else
Is this man's heart made of stone?
She begged him so much, but he remained unmoved.
No match for his persistence, under his calm gaze, Xu Qingwu had to hold her breath and drink the unpleasant and bitter Chinese medicine.
After drinking it, she was still angry, so she deliberately pressed hard on his lips and passed the medicine to him, so that he could also feel the pain.
There was still some medicine liquid on his beautiful thin lips. Xu Qingwu smiled triumphantly: "Bitter, right?"
Cen Xihuai stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick the liquid clean and said calmly, "It's okay, slightly sweet."
"Do you have a taste retardation... er..."
A piece of candy was put into her mouth.
The bitterness is washed away, the sweetness melts between the lips and tongue, and the aroma of milk fills the nose.
She didn't expect that Cen Xihuai had prepared candy. If she had known this, she would not have done such a bad thing. Just as she was daydreaming, a slightly cool pair of lips pressed against hers.
The candy seemed to be the connection between them. The man's broad tongue wrapped around hers and the candy, trying to absorb enough sweetness from her mouth.
When the toffee melted into the size of a grain of rice, Cen Xihuai's phone vibrated with a message. He then let go of her and licked his lips lightly: "It seems to be even sweeter."
Xu Qingwu: "..."
Cen Xihuai picked up his phone and saw a WeChat message on the screen, which was a note from Yu Qing. He glanced at it and exited the interface.
After resting for half an hour, the two returned to the old house.
Seeing them come back together, Mr. Cen, who had been worried for several days, finally felt relieved. Mrs. Cen and her best friend were out traveling and not at home. Xu Qingwu gave the gifts she brought for Cen Xihuai's parents on the island to the old man. The old man happily accepted them and invited them to come for dinner.
Just as the two of them sat down, Cen Du, who rarely came home, suddenly came back.
When he saw Cen Xihuai at the dining table, he subconsciously wanted to run away, but was stopped by Old Man Cen and had to sit down and call him grandpa, uncle and aunt.
Cen Du and Xu Qingwu are of similar age, and Cen Du is even a month younger than her. Xu Qingwu is not used to being called "little aunt" by such a big boy.
“How is the company adapting?”
If someone else asked him, Cen Du would definitely say "Your mother's class", but this person was Cen Xihuai, so he could only say it was okay.
Cen Xihuai glanced at him and said, "You were late seven times in half a month, absent from work twice, and asked for leave once. Is that okay?"
Cen Du was sweating profusely and made an excuse: "I am not in good health and have been sick several times."
"Which hospital?"
"Um...I didn't go to the hospital. I bought the medicine myself."
"Which pharmacy?"
“…medicine prescribed by a friend.”
"Which friend?"
"...I was wrong, uncle. I will definitely work hard next week."
Although she was not involved in the incident, Xu Qingwu could feel Cen Xihuai's strong oppression just by sitting nearby. His tone was neither hurried nor slow, but it made people bend their backs involuntarily.
Feeling that Cen Du was about to cry, Xu Qingwu gently touched Cen Xihuai's elbow: "Okay, let's eat first?"
Cen Xihuai stopped attacking him. Cen Du ate the food in front of him nervously, not daring to raise his eyes for fear of meeting his gaze again.
On the way back in the car, Cen Xihuai suddenly asked, "Why did you plead for Cen Du?"
"?"
when?
Xu Qingwu thought about it for a long time before she realized that he had taken her urging him to eat first as a plea to Cen Du.
Although she did feel a little sorry for Cen Du, and it was because she had made a mistake in her marriage partner that Cen Du was implicated.
"I'm not pleading for him, but aren't you being a little too strict with him?"
"Is being on time for get off work and leaving work considered strict?"
"That's not the case, but he just started working so late, so maybe he's a little uncomfortable?"
"We all go to and from get off work on time, why should he be an exception?"
“…”
Xu Qingwu suddenly felt the same way as Cen Du. The feeling of being questioned again and again by Cen Xihuai was really terrifying.
Xu Qingwu was a little unhappy: "Are you going to scold me like he is?"
Only then did Cen Xihuai realize his problem, because he was unhappy that she spoke up for Cen Du, and took his anger out on her.
I have been suppressing my emotions for too long, which led to a rare loss of composure.
"I just don't like you speaking for him. I don't mean to scold you. Sorry."
"fine."
As soon as she got home and took a shower, Xu Qingwu received the finished wedding photos. The photographer asked her to take a quick look and select them first, and then adjust them according to her needs.
Xu Qingwu went to the study to get the computer, but stopped before turning it on.
Since these are wedding photos, wouldn’t it be better to let Cen Xihuai see them together?
But would he be interested in this?
After hesitating for a long time, Xu Qingwu came out with a notebook and knocked on his study door.
Cen Xihuai was playing with his phone on the sofa. He raised his eyelids and looked over: "What's wrong?"
"Would you like to look at the wedding photos with me? We'll need them for the wedding."
Xu Qingwu stood at the door waiting for his response. She would not step into his private space without his permission.
"Come and sit down."
Xu Qingwu walked over to him with her laptop in her arms, sat down, placed the computer on the coffee table, and bent over to operate it.
After sending the message, Cen Xihuai threw his vibrating phone aside.
CXH: "Accompanying my wife to choose wedding photos."
Everyone in the group was shocked.
Xie Ying: "Damn it, damn it, we can choose wedding photos anytime. Can't we take a look at my million-dollar plan first?"
Xu Yanli: "With your perspective, if you keep messing around, Zhuguang will go bankrupt sooner or later."
Xie Ying: "Why am I so blind?"
Xu Yanli: "Is the main focus here? You're just showing off that you're with your wife, idiot."
Xie Ying: "You understand. If you understand so much, why haven't you brought her back yet?"
Chi Chu: "Stop fighting."
“…”
Xu Qingwu had already changed into her nightgown. As she leaned over, the wide neckline unconsciously revealed a large area of her chest. Cen Xihuai restrained himself and lightly pushed the frame of his glasses, fixing his gaze on the screen.
The first thing that caught my eye was a candid shot that I had no memory of.
Xu Qingwu was sitting on a retro European-style sofa, while Cen Xihuai was kneeling on one knee in a suit and tie, with his shirt casually rolled up. He was holding her ankle with one hand and her high heels with the other, showing her fair and delicate ankle and strong forearm with blue veins faintly visible.
The contest between softness and strength is filled with sexual tension of purity and desire.
“When was this filmed…”
Xu Qingwu blushed and quickly clicked on the next one.
The next photo shows them being carried down the stairs as a princess, which has the texture of a blockbuster movie. Xu Qingwu looks at herself in the photo, hugging Cen Xihuai tightly, with the look of a shy little girl.
It was so strange, why didn't she remember having such an expression?
She continued to flip through the pages and finally found photos taken in normal poses. It was the first day when she and Cen Xihuai had awkward poses.
The man is handsome and the woman is beautiful, with the woman nestled in the man's arms. If Xu Qingwu had not been involved in the incident, just looking at the photos, she would have almost believed that they were not an arranged marriage, but a loving couple.
"This photo editing master is really amazing, the money was well spent."
When she smiles, her eyes are curved and she looks particularly beautiful.
After looking at a few photos, Xu Qingwu relaxed her worries about the shooting results and selected photos suitable for use at the wedding.
After looking through them all, Xu Qingwu initially selected a few dozen photos, but found that the man next to her had no reaction.
She turned around and asked, "Is there anything else you want?"
Cen Xihuai's voice was slightly hoarse: "I want something else."
He stared at her without blinking, his pupils dark and bright beneath the lenses, desire hidden deep in his eyes, as if to burn away his remaining restraint.
Xu Qingwu was slightly surprised: "What?"
Cen Xihuai took off his glasses slowly and said, "Today is Saturday, and the two times this week haven't started yet."
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