The man wanted to shake off her hands because of her sudden approach.
But when he heard her soft crying, he gave up on staying away from her. His body tensed up, and he stared at her with his black pupils lowered.
She looked up, her eyes red and tears welling up in them: "Uncle Si is treated well by my mother, and others are polite to me because of my uncle. I feel like an accessory, an object, a gadget. No one treats me as a complete person."
"From you, I feel that I am a human being."
She pressed her face against his arm and blatantly rubbed her tears on his clothes. The cool tears soaked his shirt and stung his skin. He trembled slightly, but his face was like the black shirt soaked with tears, without any change.
Reaching out and gently touching her hair, he said, "Don't be so frivolous. Learn to love yourself."
"If I love myself well, will someone love me?"
There were tears in the corners of the girl's eyes and her cheeks were flushed, just like the pink rose on the table, so delicate that it was tempting to ravage her.
"Um."
A sound of "hmm" was heard above his head, and Xia Weiyi happily let go of his arm: "Brother Wu'an, I'm waiting for someone to love me."
Si Wuan's heart skipped a beat, but he just narrowed his eyes and motioned for her to take out the test paper and start studying.
Xia Weiyi made great progress in his studies tonight and finished the three test papers quickly with 100% accuracy.
Si Wuan had a faint smile on his cold lips. He felt a sense of accomplishment in teaching her.
It must be a blessing to be her teacher.
He thought about painting and asked calmly, "I've been learning painting from Teacher Duan Yi lately. How's it going?"
"Very good. Teacher Duan Yi said I'm very talented and that he would teach me all his painting skills. He hopes to see me become a great painter."
Si Wuan nodded and asked, "Will you still paint when you get home?"
Xia Weiyi nodded. She not only had to draw, but also had to write tests and recite.
In her previous life, she wasted her life in the Si family, immersed in missing him every day, but dared not take action.
And in this life, she strives to be close to him, which is so fulfilling.
"Get some rest."
Although the little girl is in good spirits, her body cannot bear staying up late for a long time.
The girl thanked him sweetly: "Thank you, Brother Wu'an."
"Pack your things and go back to the Si family."
"By the way, Brother Wu'an, I have a very important favor to ask of you."
Si Wuan stood up, then slowly lowered himself to sit back on the sofa. He placed his wrist on the armrest and nodded slightly, emitting lustful thoughts: "Speak."
"Teacher Duan Yi wanted to test my ability and asked me to participate in designing adult clothing. I have already drawn the blueprints and all I need to do is make the clothes."
Si Wuan was not surprised at all that she could make clothes, as if he had known it for a long time.
Xia Weiyi took out his design and continued, "I want Brother Wu'an to be my model, wear the suit I designed, and take a few photos for Teacher Duan Yi."
She was afraid that he would refuse, so she said that her initiative to design clothes was Teacher Duan Yi's teaching task.
I guess Brother Wu'an won't refuse.
After all, she could see that he attached great importance to her studies.
The process of waiting for his consent was long and arduous.
She didn't dare look at him, but looked at the pink rose on the table. It was becoming more and more beautiful, which was enough to prove how much the flower grower cared for it.
"good."
His voice drifted over and landed in her ears. She smiled excitedly and said, "Thank you, Brother Wu'an."
She pointed at the suit she had designed and asked him if he liked it and if it needed any improvement.
Si Wuan looked at it for a long time, his eyes shifting from the design to her little face. He asked calmly, "It suits me very well. I like it very much."
What higher compliment could there be than this?
there is none left.
Never again.
Just a word from him that I like him is enough.
She looked at his face boldly, her voice trembling, "Brother Wu'an, I will design underwear for the one I love in the future. Do you think he will like it?"
Si Wuan's stern face was ambiguous. He stretched out his fingers, picked up the tobacco on the table, but did not light it. He just played with it in his palm.
The slender white fingers sometimes picked up the tobacco, sometimes kneaded it, and even squeezed it and crushed it.
Every time he played with her, Xia Weiyi's heart rose to his throat.
"have no idea."
He said three words indifferently, shattering Xia Weiyi's enthusiasm and almost making her cry.
"You are still young, we will talk about the future later."
Si Wuan's voice softened, as if to comfort her.
Xia Weiyi finally felt better. She clenched her hands and mustered up her courage again: "Brother Wu'an, I brought a tape measure and wanted to measure your suit size."
"Suit size?"
"Well, you're wearing a comfortable suit, just bring it over so I can measure you."
Si Wuan threw the tobacco in his hand on the table and stood up. He was tall and straight, like a lush bamboo, emitting a fresh and charming scent. Is this a bamboo that has become immortal?
"Measure me, the size will be more accurate."
He opened his arms and motioned the dazed girl to come and measure.
Xia Weiyi's lips parted slightly. Before coming here, she had thought she might be rejected if she asked to be measured for Brother Wu'an's suit. She had already prepared herself to beg him. Unexpectedly, he gave her a surprise.
"What's wrong?" Si Wuan asked doubtfully, "Do you still need a suit?"
"No, no." Xia Weiyi quickly shook his head.
She almost ran over, pulled out the tape measure in her hand, her fingers trembling violently, and planned to measure her upper body first.
She was petite and couldn't even reach his shoulders even if she stood on tiptoe.
“You can take your shoes off and step on the sofa.”
After receiving his reminder, Xia Weiyi took off her slippers without hesitation, stepped on the sofa, pulled out the tape measure, and measured from her shoulders to her abdomen.
The measuring tape landed across the black shirt, and as the girl's trembling and burning fingertips touched her, the man's body couldn't help but tense up. He rolled his Adam's apple violently, and the pajamas photo she sent him last night emerged in his mind: edible.
Indeed, it’s edible.
Xia Weiyi measured his upper body and then his trousers.
She bent down, got close to his black trousers, held the tape measure in her hand, and made a circle from the inside of his thigh to the outside to measure his leg circumference.
"I...I...I'm sorry."
"It doesn't matter."
His voice was the same as always, cold and indifferent.
Xia Weiyi was rebelling, but he didn't feel anything at all? Or was it just that he didn't feel anything at all from her touch?
She was clearly terrified, but she still wanted to provoke him. She didn't know what was wrong with her.
"Does this position need to have a larger gap?"
As soon as she said this, she felt the atmosphere suddenly drop and a cold air hit her. Goose bumps appeared all over her body. She didn't dare to look up, bit her lips, and remained in a stalemate.
The man lowered his eyebrows slightly, like a god descending from heaven, without any desire or request: "Yeah."
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