It was not until he returned to Shuixie Lanting that Xie Xihe finally came to his senses.
She looked at the two small red notebooks held tightly in the man's hands, then looked at the suite in front of her, which had a completely different layout and style from the Xie family suite on the upper floor, and narrowed her eyes slightly.
"Uncle Sheng, you've been planning this for a long time."
Sheng Shijing smiled, his eyes shining like stars: "Yes, I have been planning this for a long time."
When he saw her again in Jingming Hall, he had woven a layer upon layer of net, just to trap her tightly so that she could never escape.
Sheng Shijing turned sideways to face her, gently took her hand, gently kissed the back of her hand, and finally gently put a plain ring on her right ring finger, kissed her lips, and said: "Happy wedding, Mrs. Sheng."
Xie Xihe kissed him back quietly.
Congratulations on your wedding, Mr. Sheng.
Scattered flames ignited from their touching skin, devouring each other's sanity with the force of a prairie fire. Sheng Shijing raised his hand and unbuttoned the shirt buttons that he had buttoned for her not long ago.
From the entrance to the living room, Sheng Shijing finally couldn't bear it anymore. He stretched out his long arms, picked up the person, and strode into the room.
The room was lit with a dim light, which reflected on the girl's face, making her even more beautiful and dazzling than the red lights in the room. Sheng Shijing lowered his head and met the girl's misty eyes. His breathing suddenly became heavy, and he could hardly control the fire in his body that seemed to burn him to ashes.
But he still held back.
Afraid of scaring her or hurting her.
She is still too young, so take it slow and don't rush.
Sheng Shijing gently placed her on the bed and covered her gently. He pecked and kissed her lips, his trembling fingertips moving over her inch by inch, calling her, "Qingqing."
The voice was so hoarse and passionate that Xie Xihe felt as if a feather was passing through her heart again and again, making her fingertips tremble.
She raised her arms and wrapped them around the man's neck, then raised her head and kissed his lips, starting lightly and then gradually getting heavier, from shallow to deep.
She wanted to tell him that she was ready.
He is never the only one who desires the other person.
The same goes for her.
From the first time Jing Mingtang saw him, there was only one voice left in his heart: It's him.
It can only be him.
Sheng Shijing received the signal she sent, and his barely maintained rationality finally collapsed, and the hand holding her waist tightened fiercely.
…
Xie Xihe had always known how strong this man's desire for her was, but she still hadn't expected it to be this strong.
All night long.
From the deep night to the dawn light falling on the carpeted floor through the gaps in the curtains, he finally let her go.
Xie Xihe was so sleepy and tired that she didn't even want to move a finger. She let him carry her into the bathroom and carefully cleaned the marks on her body with a towel.
Some marks can be cleaned, but some marks cannot be removed immediately.
Sheng Shijing looked at the bruises all over the girl's body, feeling distressed and a little guilty.
By the end of last night, even he couldn't control himself and lost his composure when he attacked.
Hurt her.
But when he saw the deep bite marks on his shoulder in the mirror, he couldn't help but chuckle. He lowered his head and bit the corner of her lip, grinning and saying, "Little wild cat."
Xie Xihe closed his eyes and replied without thinking: "Big wild boar."
Sheng Shijing: “…”
Isn’t it said that girls nowadays call their boyfriends or husbands nicknames like “dog” or something like that? What the hell is “wild boar”?
It's a bit fresh and refined.
Although he hadn't slept the whole night, Sheng Shijing didn't feel sleepy at all. He even looked radiant. After putting Xie Xihe back on the bed, he simply cleaned himself up.
Then he went back to the bed and picked up the girl again.
Xie Xihe couldn't even open his eyes at this moment. He just wanted to sleep and couldn't help but push him: "I want to sleep."
Sheng Shijing touched her little face, feeling a little distressed, but still said: "Hold on a little longer, it will be fine soon."
Xie Xihe: “???”
Still coming? This has happened so many times, isn’t it never going to end?
Just when I was about to kick him away, I felt something light under me. When I came to my senses, he had already carried me to the study next door.
Xie Xihe again: "..."
Any new tricks?
Xie Xihe was lost in thought, and then felt a little embarrassed when he saw the thick stack of information on the desk.
Oh, sorry, I was overthinking it.
Xie Xihe forced herself to cheer up, took the document handed to her by Sheng Shijing, scanned it quickly, and finally her eyes fell on the document in front of her that was as thick as two of her palms.
It’s hard to put it into words: “Don’t tell me these are all properties under your name?”
Sheng Shijing responded, but: "It's yours now."
Although he was a little excited about the unexpected fortune, Xie Xihe was more troubled. He directly refused and said, "No."
Sheng Shijing: "Hmm?"
Xie Xihe pointed at the cover of the top document and said, "Bring me here to sign, right?"
"It's too much. I'm tired." He said as he was about to get up.
Sheng Shijing laughed, but still took the pen beside him and put it into her hand. He stretched out his hand and hugged her again, saying without letting her refuse: "Sign."
Xie Xihe: “???”
It's quite confusing.
"You've already established a rule that divorce is not allowed until the couple dies, so why are you still going through all this trouble? Aren't you bothered?"
To be honest, Sheng Shijing doesn't really care about these things, but...
He rested his chin on her shoulder and tilted his head to look at her: "The old man finally agreed to marry you to me. Sign these to put his mind at ease."
Xie Xihe was stunned for a moment.
After a long time, I asked him, "How did you convince my dad?"
Sheng Shijing paused and said lightly, "I told him what happened at the Huo family, exposed my identity, and then appealed to his emotions and reason. Dad was moved by my sincerity and finally agreed to my request."
Xie Xihe: “…”
Although, I always feel like he is talking nonsense. Why?
But in the end I didn't refuse.
I resigned myself to my fate and signed my name one after another on the document. When I finally finished signing, my hand, which was already barely able to lift up, was completely useless.
I couldn't help but glare at the man.
She was born with a pair of charming peach blossom eyes, which were now filled with sleepy tears, sparkling to the extreme. She opened her eyes wide and glared at people, not with anger, but with a bit of tenderness and gentleness that was rarely seen in normal times, which made the fire in Sheng Shijing's body that had just subsided spread again.
There was a lot of turmoil in my throat.
The man's eyes darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye. Xie Xihe, who had experienced this several times, had a hunch that something was wrong and immediately got up and went back to his room.
But in the next moment, the man held her waist tightly and leaned over to kiss her again.
Xie Xihe: ...Fuck!
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