37 Chapter 37
◎Would you like to come in and have some water?◎
There was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes moved to take in the angular and handsome face in front of her.
She felt as if the tip of her heart was being gnawed by millions of ants, it was itchy and numb, very unbearable. Her fingers unconsciously twisted the corners of her clothes. She suddenly stood on tiptoe and gave the man a light kiss on the cheek like a dragonfly touching the water.
"Let's go," she took a half step back, her tone light as if the kiss just now was just an ordinary greeting, only the slightly red tips of her ears revealed the throbbing in her heart.
Liao Yishen only felt that the skin where he was kissed suddenly became hot, and the scorching heat rushed along the blood vessels to the tip of his ear.
The heart in his chest was beating fast and hard, making his eardrums buzz. He subconsciously clenched his hands hanging at his sides, and his knuckles turned white.
In that instant, he wanted to drag her back inside, press her against the wall, and fiercely kiss those lips that always seemed to smile. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he took a deep breath, finally suppressing the restlessness in his heart.
The two took the elevator downstairs and came to the underground garage. Liao Yishen opened the car door for Sang Xinqi, waited for her to sit firmly, and then leaned over to carefully fasten her seat belt.
The car slowly drove out of the community and merged into the morning rush hour traffic. There was a lot of traffic outside the window, and red lights were encountered from time to time, and the speed of the car was sometimes fast and sometimes slow.
Sang Xinqi was swiping her phone with one hand when she suddenly saw a new message pop up in the group of six people.
It was from Chen Yanyan: "Want to get together tonight?"
She turned her head to look at Liao Yishen, who was concentrating on driving. "Yanyan asked in the group if we wanted to get together tonight. Are you free tonight?"
Liao Yishen's eyes were still fixed on the road ahead. He answered simply, "When I'm free," and then he paused and asked, "Do you want to go?"
"Of course I'll go," Sang Xinqi said without hesitation.
"Then I'll go too," Liao Yishen said in a calm voice.
Sang Xinqi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled mischievously, "If I say no, you won't go?"
Liao Yishen tightened his grip on the steering wheel. After a moment of silence, he said frankly, "At a party without you, I always feel like something is missing."
This made Sang Xinqi feel sweet, but she still deliberately said, "We are all good friends. It's not good to treat us differently like this, right?"
"I understand what you mean," Liao Yishen said in a gentle but firm voice, "but I think true friendship doesn't mean you have to be there for every party. If a friend is in trouble, I'll definitely help them as long as they ask."
Sang Xinqi nodded thoughtfully, "That's the truth."
"But friends do need to get together regularly, otherwise the relationship will easily fade," she added.
Liao Yishen thought about it seriously and said, "You're right. I'll remember that."
In a blink of an eye, they arrived at Sang Xinqi's studio. After a brief goodbye, they each started their work for the day.
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In the evening, as Sang Xinqi walked out of the studio door, she saw Liao Yishen waiting for her. Her eyes lit up, and she trotted over and got into the passenger seat briskly.
Just like in the morning, Liao Yishen naturally leaned over and fastened her seat belt.
Sang Xinqi opened the navigation on her phone and showed Liao Yishen the location sent by Chen Yanyan. "Let's go."
Liao Yishen raised the corners of his lips and nodded gently.
The destination was not far away, about half an hour's drive away. Sang Xinqi was originally worried that they would feel a little awkward and unfamiliar when they were together as they had just reconciled. But unexpectedly, everything seemed so natural. She chattered on and on about her experiences of the day, and he listened attentively, responding from time to time.
It was as if the eight-year gap had never existed.
When they arrived at the restaurant, Jiang Xun and Shen Yanyan had already arrived. The four of them exchanged a few words and soon started chatting lively.
"Tao Wen might be a little late," Chen Yanyan glanced at her phone, "She worked overtime today."
Sang Xinqi waved her hand, "It's okay, we'll wait for her."
As they were talking, Meng Qixiang pushed the door open in a hurry. The five of them simply ordered the dishes first and waited for Tao Wen while waiting for the dishes to be served.
Coincidentally, Tao Wen arrived just in time as the first dish was served. She took her seat with a smile and said, "My timing is spot on, right? I'm just in time for dinner."
Chen Yanyan couldn't help laughing, "It would be a shame if you don't buy a lottery ticket with your luck."
Sang Xinqi continued, "That's right. It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early."
During the meal, everyone ate and talked, and the topics mostly revolved around their respective work. After three rounds of drinks, Chen Yanyan suddenly put down her chopsticks and cleared her throat, "I have some good news to share with everyone."
Everyone put down their chopsticks and looked at her. Jiang Xun raised an eyebrow, "What good news is so serious?"
Chen Yanyan pursed her lips and smiled, with sweetness in her eyes and eyebrows, "I'm married."
As soon as the words fell, the box fell silent.
Jiang Xun was the first to break the silence. "Really? Last time you said you didn't even have a partner."
Sang Xinqi also opened her eyes wide in surprise, "Isn't this too sudden?"
Tao Wen, however, looked calm, and it seemed that she had known about it for a long time.
Meng Xiangqi slammed the table exaggeratedly. "Goodness! I thought I would be the first one to get married among the six of us!"
Chen Yanyan pursed her lips and smiled, a hint of shyness flashing in her eyes, "To be honest, I didn't expect to get married so soon. We met through a blind date, and after getting to know each other, we felt that we were very suitable for each other, so... we got the marriage certificate directly."
Jiang Xun frowned slightly, his tone filled with worry, "Isn't this too hasty?"
Chen Yanyan raised her eyes to look at him, a faint smile on her lips, "I was a little impulsive. If I hesitated for another day, I might not be able to get this certificate."
She paused, her voice soft but firm, "Sometimes when fate comes, it takes a little courage."
Tao Wen couldn't help but sigh and reached out to hold her friend's hand, "You are too naive. What if that man..."
"No," Chen Yanyan shook her head gently, her hair swaying on her shoulders, "His mother and my mother have been friends for many years and know each other very well."
Her eyes were bright and determined, as if she had already seen a happy future.
After a brief silence, a smile appeared on Shen Yanyan's face again, "We are going to have our wedding next month, you all have to come."
Sang Xinqi immediately responded, deliberately putting on a fierce look, "Of course! Yanyan, if he dares to treat you badly, we'll be the first to disagree!"
Chen Yanyan was amused and laughed out loud, with the corners of her eyes curved into beautiful crescents, "Okay, with you guys here, I'm incredibly strong behind you."
The warm yellow light in the box reflected on everyone's faces. Amidst the laughter and joy, Liao Yishen picked up the chopsticks with his slender fingers, picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and gently placed it into Sang Xinqi's bowl.
The surface of the ribs was covered with a crystal sauce, which shone with an attractive luster under the light. Sang Xinqi raised her eyes and glanced at him. Her thick eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyes. The corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she lowered her head and took a small bite.
Meng Xiangxiang watched the interaction between the two of them. He tapped his fingers on the table and smiled meaningfully, "Brother Liao, is there anything going on recently?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the table suddenly became quiet.
Several pairs of eyes looked at Liao Yishen at the same time. Sang Xinqi finished chewing the ribs slowly and leisurely, holding her chin and looking at him leisurely, with a cunning light in her eyes.
Liao Yishen met her gaze and suddenly grasped her bandaged wrist, gently rubbing his fingertips on the gauze. "We are together."
His voice was neither loud nor soft, but it was like a stone thrown into a calm lake.
The air froze for a few seconds, Jiang Xun was the first to say "Huh", and then the box erupted in boos.
Tao Wen raised her red wine glass, and tiny specks of light reflected from the glass wall. "People who are destined to be together will eventually get married."
Meng Qixiang nodded, his smile showing some understanding. "After all the twists and turns, it's still you guys."
It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when the show ended.
Sang Xinqi leaned back in her chair, feeling her temples throbbing.
The alcohol churned in her stomach, and she frowned uncomfortably, tilting her head to rest on Liao Yishen's shoulder. "I ate too much..." she mumbled vaguely, "I feel like vomiting when the car shakes."
Liao Yishen immediately leaned forward and said, "Master, please drive slower."
There was a subtle nervousness in his voice.
Sang Xinqi suddenly straightened up, moved to the side, and then slid down, pressing her burning cheek against his leg. Her nose could smell a faint, familiar fragrance through the sweater fabric. She closed her eyes contentedly, "This is much more comfortable."
Liao Yishen's whole body stiffened. He lowered his eyes to look at the hairy head on his legs. His Adam's apple rolled unconsciously. Outside the car window, the shadows of the trees passed by quickly, casting mottled shadows on the glass, just like the unrhythmic heartbeat in his chest.
Sang Xinqi's cheek was pressed against his leg, and the warm breath penetrated the fabric of his trousers, burning his skin.
Liao Yishen's fingers curled up unconsciously, and finally fell gently on her hair. His fingertips were entangled with a strand of slightly curly hair, so soft that it made people's heart tremble.
Sang Xinqi seemed to notice his stiffness and chuckled softly, her voice lazily drunken, "So nervous?"
Liao Yishen's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his voice was low, "Don't move."
She refused to listen and rubbed against him intentionally, like a naughty cat. His breathing suddenly stopped and he pressed his palm against her shoulder, the force neither light nor heavy, but with an irresistible tone.
"Don't……"
Hearing his restrained voice, Sang Xinqi raised the corners of her mouth and closed her eyes in a good mood.
The designated driver drove very slowly, and it was already twelve o'clock in the morning when we arrived at my door. The night was as dark as ink, and the streetlights cast a dim glow on the quiet street.
Sang Xinqi's fingers moved slowly on the combination lock. The sound of each key was particularly clear in the silence of the midnight, like a drumbeat beating on people's hearts.
drop-
The door unlocked and she turned, her eyelashes casting a shadow in the hallway light.
"Go to bed early, good night," her voice was soft, but with a barely perceptible tremor.
The door on Liao Yishen's side also opened at the same time.
He turned around and his eyes fell on her, "Okay, good night."
But neither of them stepped into the door. They just stood in front of their respective doors, looking at each other at a distance of less than 2 meters.
Sang Xinqi felt her heart beating unnaturally fast, and her fingertips unconsciously rubbed the bag strap. She didn't understand why it was like this every time they looked at each other, even though they had known each other for such a long time.
The light outlined his angular profile. She pursed her lips, and her throat suddenly felt dry. It was as if a restless kitten had crawled into her heart, scratching her with its furry claws, making her feel itchy and uneasy.
Sang Xinqi finally broke the ambiguous silence, her voice so soft as if she was afraid to disturb the undercurrent in the air, "Would you like to come in and have some water?"
Liao Yishen's Adam's apple moved slightly, his eyes lingered on her lips that were glistening with moisture for a moment, and then he whispered, "Okay."
The corners of her mouth curled up in a triumphant arc, and when she turned around, the ends of her hair brushed his chest. Liao Yishen followed her into the entrance hall, and when he closed the door, the "click" sound of the metal lock tongue biting was particularly clear in the silence.
The next second, a warm and soft beauty hit me in the arms.
Sang Xinqi turned around and put one arm around his neck. She clearly felt the man's tall body tense instantly. His palm hesitated for a moment, and finally held her lower back firmly.
The hug lasted long enough for their breathing rates to sync up.
Sang Xinqi leaned back slightly, and when she saw his lustful eyes, she kissed him without hesitation.
Drinking water was just an excuse. She should have admitted that from the moment she saw him standing at the door, the desire to touch him grew like weeds.
Sometimes she also felt annoyed at her lack of reserve, but when the refreshing scent of Liao Yishen lingered around her nose, all her rationality would surrender - this was probably the physical love!
When they separated, their lips were moist and bright red.
Sang Xinqi realized with an unsteady breath that this seemingly passive man was actually a wolf in sheep's clothing. Whenever she took the initiative, he would take over and conquer her. Just like at this moment, a few deep kisses made her knees weak and she could only climb onto his shoulders to stand firm.
"Liao Yishen, you're so mean," Sang Xinqi's eyes were slightly red, her eyelashes trembling, and she panted slightly as she scolded him. Her voice was filled with a soft accusation, "Every time you kiss me, my whole body goes limp..."
Before she finished speaking, she saw a hint of crimson quietly spreading from his ears, like white jade dyed by the sunset, burning inch by inch.
Her heart moved slightly, and she reached out her hand as if possessed by a ghost, and gently touched the tip of his ear with her fingertips. She tilted her head and called him in a deliberately long tone, "Liao - Yi - Shen -"
Liao Yi took a deep breath and felt the blood in his body boiling.
He grabbed her rebellious hand and said in an unnaturally low and hoarse voice, "... Stop making trouble and get some rest."
Sang Xinqi chuckled, pulled her hand back, left his arms, and turned to walk towards the living room.
Her laughter was particularly clear in the quiet room, like a string of light bells, hitting his heart again and again.
"Would you like some more water?" She turned around with a cunning glint in her eyes.
Liao Yishen stood still, his Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was low, "...I've already drunk it."
Sang Xinqi was stunned for a moment, then her cheeks flushed. She glared at him in embarrassment, "Then go back quickly!"
She enjoyed his reaction when she teased him, but she felt particularly shy when he teased her back.
Liao Yishen hummed a low "hmm," his hand on the doorknob, but he hesitated to move. After a few seconds, he finally pushed the door open and stepped out.
"Click," the moment the door closed, the two people were separated by a door, one's heart was beating fast, and the other's breathing was slightly disordered.
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