Chapter 67 I dare to ask for it, do you dare to give it to me?
As the night deepens, lights in thousands of homes come on, the orange-red clouds in the sky and the neon lights of the city complement each other, lighting up the brilliant night sky.
When Shen Yixiao pushed open the door of the study and saw the scene in the living room, his heart suddenly softened.
There was no light in the living room. Cen Wan sat by the window. The golden sunset was reflected on the glass not far away. She was waiting for him in the gentle twilight.
A strange and long-lost feeling came over him, and he strode towards her.
Hearing footsteps, Cen Wan turned around and asked, "Are you done?"
Behind her, the street lights lit up, and her clear eyes seemed to be filled with starlight, reflecting only him.
Shen Yixiao stood in front of her, just looking at her without saying a word.
His gaze was direct and extremely aggressive, like a hungry beast seeing its long-lost prey, determined to catch it.
"What's wrong?" Cen Wan asked.
Shen Yixiao suppressed his boiling blood and the restlessness in his heart, and said in a calm tone: "Why don't you turn on the light?"
Only then did Cen Wan realize that it was getting dark.
Before she could say anything, she suddenly felt her vision blocked and a large, strong hand covered her eyes.
She was stunned, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
Shen Yixiao used voice intelligence to turn on the warm light in the living room. His palms felt itchy, as if being gently brushed by a small brush.
His throat tightened slightly, and he slowly removed his hand after she adjusted to the light.
Cen Wan raised her head and looked at his handsome face. Suddenly, an indescribable feeling spread in her chest, like wisps of drizzle and mist, wrapping around her heart bit by bit.
Shen Yixiao also looked down at her, his dark eyes like a deep pool, as if to absorb her in.
The atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle.
As they looked at each other, Cen Wan shrank her fingertips slightly, blinked, and looked away first.
She looked behind him and asked softly, "Did you suppress the news online?"
Shen Yixiao raised his eyebrows slightly and said lazily: "Hmm, how are you going to thank me?"
Cen Wan's thank you was stuck in her throat and she couldn't say it.
She moved her lips, looked at his careless face, opened and closed her lips, and stopped talking.
Shen Yixiao was too familiar with her little movements like this. He suddenly bent down, and the corner of his lips, curled in a smile, just brushed her earlobe. He said in a low, magnetic voice:
"When this matter is resolved, remember to prepare your thank-you gift."
The warm breath fell on her sensitive neck, and Cen Wan felt like a small feather gently brushing against her skin, bringing a tingling sensation.
My heart was beating unbearably.
She clutched the hem of her clothes tightly with her fingers, gathered herself, and raised her eyes to look him in the face with feigned composure: "What thank you gift do you want?"
According to Shen Yixiao's current status and position, he lacks nothing, and she doesn't know what to give him.
"Ask me?" Shen Yixiao spoke lazily, his voice rising slightly at the end. His eyes swept over her body, and he said with a smile, "I dare to ask for it, but do you dare to give it to me?"
When Cen Wan met his gaze, her heart trembled for no reason.
There was nothing worth his gaining from her, and if he could really help the studio escape the pressure of public opinion and prove its innocence, she should indeed thank him.
"As long as I have it."
As soon as Cen Wan finished speaking, Shen Yixiao raised his eyes slightly, a dark light flashed in his deep eyes, and he said meaningfully: "Of course."
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After dinner, Cen Wan began to feel troubled.
Jiang Yuan felt relieved when he knew she was at Shen Yixiao's house, and turned back to the crew.
She didn't know if there were still reporters lurking downstairs of her house. Now that her address was exposed, she was afraid that something like what happened this morning would happen again.
But where would she sleep at night here with Shen Yixiao?
Cen Wan looked at the large and soft sofa beside her and thought, why not sleep here?
She didn't bring any groceries or clothes. Should she go downstairs and buy some now? Is that safe? Or should she ask someone to run an errand?
Seeing her standing in front of the sofa with a frown on her face, confusion written all over her face, Shen Yixiao finally spoke kindly.
"You'll sleep in the bedroom tonight."
"What about you?" Cen Wan asked subconsciously, then realized that something was amiss with this statement. Her face flushed, and she quickly explained, "I can just sleep on the sofa."
There is no reason to rob the owner's bedroom and then make him sleep on the sofa.
Chen Yixiao raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled carelessly: "Sleeping on the sofa? Then if I do something to you while sleepwalking in the middle of the night, I won't be responsible."
"When did you start sleepwalking?" Cen Wan remembered that he didn't have any symptoms of sleepwalking. As soon as she finished speaking, she realized that it was too ambiguous for them to discuss this issue now.
When you are in love, both of you know each other's sleeping habits very well. It always seems a bit awkward to bring it up again after you break up.
Shen Yixiao was completely unaware and even answered her question: "Tonight."
"Tonight?" Cen Wan's mind went blank for a moment. Why was she sleepwalking tonight?
Before she could figure it out, Shen Yixiao spoke again: "You sleep in the master bedroom, and I sleep in the second bedroom."
"Second bedroom?" Cen Wan's eyes widened. "Didn't you say there was no guest room?"
Shen Yixiao didn't feel guilty at all, and said confidently: "Yes, no one else is coming here, so of course there are no guest rooms."
Only the bedroom.
This word game is played very well.
Cen Wan choked, knowing that she was being teased by him, but she had no way to vent her anger.
She took a deep breath and said in a calm tone, "I'll just sleep in the second bedroom."
"no!"
"Why?"
Shen Yixiao glanced in the direction of the second bedroom, looked at her leisurely, and spoke slowly:
"My bedroom has been unoccupied for years. It's dark and damp. It's said something bad happened in this room. A frail and sickly person lived there, and then he..."
His tone was so deep that it made Cen Wan feel a chill on her back. She was most afraid of these things.
"Then... let's do this." Cen Wan quickly interrupted him.
Shen Yixiao said with a triumphant look on his face: "If you really want to stay, it's not impossible."
"No thanks!" Cen Wan quickly refused. After thinking for a moment, she asked again, "Then if you stay here, will it be..."
Is this caring about him?
The corners of Shen Yixiao's mouth couldn't help but rise: "It doesn't matter, I have enough Yang energy."
Qin Yanxiu, who was still filming, suddenly sneezed: Is his frail and sickly body full of Yin energy???
Ji Yuanchen: What kind of bad thing is he???
Shen Yixiao has lived in this house since he graduated from college, and only people close to him have visited.
Qin Yanxiu was taken in for a period of time a few years ago. Sometimes when Ji Yuanchen got drunk and didn't want to leave, he would shamelessly stay here.
Those bastards had slept in the second bedroom, how could he let Cen Wan live there?
However, Cen Wan knew nothing about this.
The last time she came, Chen Yu bought a lot of daily necessities, which were all still there, but she didn't have any spare clothes.
Shen Yixiao took out a T-shirt and a shirt from the cloakroom and threw them on the bed: "You wear this tonight."
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