Chapter 131 Why didn’t he accept her in college?
Xie Siyan lowered his head, brushed his nose lightly across her lips, and faintly smelled a faint scent of alcohol.
Xie Siyan raised his hand and touched her forehead. "Have you been drinking?"
Mu Jia didn't answer, but just snuggled into his arms again, with her cheek pressed against his chest, like a coquettish cat, which was different from usual.
Xie Siyan felt a little uncomfortable for a while.
He felt that he might have been abused too much and was used to her giving him the cold shoulder. He was a little flattered by her sudden enthusiasm.
When he realized his own thoughts, Xie Siyan spit on himself again——
He is now like a dog that no one wants.
But Master Xie, has he ever been a bootlicker in his life? In the entire Beijing city, among the upper-class socialites, is there anyone who is qualified to be one?
It was such a mess. After thinking for a while, Xie Siyan simply grabbed the woman's waist and carried her to the elevator.
Mu Jia was held in Xie Siyan's arms, but she didn't struggle. Instead, she snuggled into his arms obediently.
She was rarely this clingy.
Xie Siyan's eyes darkened and he strode towards the elevator.
…
The two of them quickly entered the room.
Xie Siyan originally wanted to warm up a little. He just put her down and was about to lean over to kiss her, but Mu Jia suddenly took the initiative and pushed him down on the sofa.
Xie Siyan's desire for control in this kind of matter is not that strong, especially at the current juncture. If she could take the initiative, that would be what she wants.
Xie Siyan simply leaned back on the sofa, looking like he was ready to be picked.
Mu Jia seriously suspected that he had dressed up before coming here. The white shirt made the man's neck look straight and white, and his jawline extended all the way to the collar of the shirt.
She didn't hesitate and just sat on him, put her knees against his legs, and kissed him.
Xie Siyan's breathing stagnated.
His hands subconsciously grasped her waist, his eyes darkening, "So proactive?"
Mu Jia hummed unconsciously twice, then leaned forward, slid down along his jawline, and pressed his warm lips against his Adam's apple, biting it gently. "Give it to me."
Xie Siyan chuckled softly, his eyes gleaming with a hint of aggression. He ran his cold white knuckles through her hair, ruffling it. Then he reached out and grabbed the back of her neck, pulling her close, their noses touching. "Just don't yell 'Stop' later."
——
A game is over.
The dark bed sheets were messy and tangled. Mu Jia was lying on his back, his chest still rising and falling slightly. The strands of hair on his forehead were soaked with sweat and stuck to his flushed cheeks.
Xie Siyan leaned over and brushed his fingertips across the red mark on her collarbone. His eyes were deep. Then he picked her up and carried her into the bathroom.
Warm water poured down over their heads, and mist quickly filled the glass partition.
Before Mu Jia could recover from her shock, he pressed her against the cold mirror. Water droplets slid down her back. Xie Siyan grabbed her wrist and forced her to look up at herself in the mirror.
"Look." His voice was low and hoarse, biting the tip of her ear, "Look carefully who is... you."
The mirror was blurred by fog, and her palms rubbed it, leaving several clear marks.
The corners of Mu Jia's eyes turned red, and his gaze met the person behind him in the mirror through the misty water vapor. The possessiveness in his eyes was overwhelming.
Finish.
The night is dark.
There was only a dim wall lamp left in the room.
In the bedroom, Mu Jia leaned lazily in Xie Siyan's arms, her fingertips unconsciously drawing circles on his chest.
Then his hand was grabbed, "Are you still responsible after you got hard?"
Mu Jia blushed.
In fact, she rarely acted so unrestrained as she did just now. Now that her mind had returned to normal, she felt that she might have been too proactive.
Xie Siyan caught a glimpse of the lingering blush on her cheeks and the slightly raised corners of her eyes. He suddenly tilted his head, pressed her hand back, and said generously:
"Touch it."
Mu Jia felt a little embarrassed.
She withdrew her hand in disappointment. After tonight, they would just go their separate ways. Thinking of this, her voice softened as she brought up something: "Xie Siyan, why were you so cold to me when we were in college?"
If he hadn't been so cold to her in the beginning, they might have already...
Xie Siyan slowly opened his slightly closed eyes and looked down at her, "Why are you asking this suddenly?"
Mu Jia changed his posture and avoided looking.
"It just suddenly occurred to me,"
She snorted softly, "I wanted to invite you to a concert back then. Did I rehearse for days in advance? But you didn't even look me in the eye. You were so cold..."
Most women have the habit of settling accounts afterwards.
Xie Siyan didn't expect that this disaster would come so late, just when he was most relaxed.
He narrowed his eyes and chose the safest answer:
"I forgot."
Mu Jia instantly raised his face and glared at him. The next second, he got up from the bed, picked up the shirt on the ground, and threw it to him, "Go away."
Mu Jia's body stiffened.
The next second, she suddenly stood up from his arms, and the silk sheet slipped from her shoulders, revealing mottled red marks. Xie Siyan subconsciously reached out to pull her, but she pushed him away.
Mu Jia got off the bed barefoot and bent down to pick up the shirt on the ground.
"Go ahead." Without even looking back, she threw the shirt on him.
Xie Siyan casually tossed his shirt aside, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her back into his arms. His palm was burning hot, and the force was so strong that it hurt her slightly. His voice was hoarse, "I was wrong."
Mu Jia paused in his struggle.
"Do you want to hear the truth?" He lowered his head, his nose almost touching hers, "or a lie?" Mu Jia clearly saw the emotions surging in his eyes, raised her head and looked him in the eye, almost without hesitation:
"The truth."
Whether it's true or not, it's goodbye.
How could she still listen to lies?
Xie Siyan tightened his arms and pressed her whole body against his chest.
Mu Jia listened to his heartbeat, then slowly answered, emphasizing each word: "Because at that time, Bai Yirou and I were in the budding stage of our relationship. Everyone around us, including myself, assumed that we would be a couple."
Mu Jia turned around and stared at him with burning eyes: "Were you together at that time?"
Xie Siyan's Adam's apple rolled and his eyes wandered for a moment.
"I guess so."
So that's how it is.
They were together at that time, so the timing she chose was unfortunate.
But what if it’s just a coincidence?
Earlier, she was still in Wuzhou, didn't know how to dress up, and wasn't pretty enough. Even if her parents agreed to let her come to Beijing with her uncle and his family to attend high school, he probably wouldn't have seen her as a Cinderella.
"good."
This simple syllable is like a knife, cutting off all the past cleanly and neatly.
After getting the answer he had always wanted to ask after entangled with him, Mu Jia felt that he had no regrets.
In the past, Mu Jia had obsessions.
She didn't believe that sleeping with her could change the opinion of a man who had no interest in her at all.
It's not that she's proud.
She felt that at least Xie Siyan was attracted to her, so this figure and face were in line with his aesthetic taste, right?
So why didn't he accept her in college?
It turned out that at that time, Bai Yirou was by his side.
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