Naturally, there was no time to meet Xu Yanfeng's parents on Saturday. The variety show that Lu Mingji had signed up for Xia Xi started recording as soon as it was announced.
Xia Xi got some buffer time on the matter of "meeting her parents", but recording the variety show brought her a lot of pressure, and she couldn't tell whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.
The night before the recording session, Xu Yanfeng specifically gave Xia Xi some psychological counseling: "Relax, it's just facing the camera, there's nothing to be nervous about. When you were pursuing me in school, you were facing real audiences, hundreds and thousands of them, and you didn't show any fear. It's just a variety show, a piece of cake."
In response, Xia Xi punched him and said: Shut up!
Xu Yanfeng wrapped his palm around her fist, and opened his thin lips next to her ear, his voice soft and gentle: "How about I try another way, I guarantee you will feel relaxed."
Just by listening to his tone, Xia Xi knew what he was thinking at the moment. Without him saying it out loud, she decisively refused: "I have a show to record tomorrow, don't mess around."
Xu Yanfeng ignored him and moved his warm lips downwards. Xia Xi cried out and pushed his head. Xu Yanfeng raised his hand and swore that he would never leave any marks where anyone could see.
Xia Xi didn't believe the man's nonsense in bed and continued to push him.
As they pushed and shoved, the initial resistance gradually lost its strength and turned into a tight entanglement.
Before she threw herself into the void, Xia Xi was still thinking that her willpower was becoming increasingly weak. Fortunately, she was now a member of society. If Xu Yanfeng had seduced her like this every day when she was in college, she would definitely not have been able to resist the temptation, and would have skipped classes every day to hang out with him, and eventually failed the course and could not graduate... It was too terrible.
Xia Xi, sweating all over, made a series of associations. She pinched Xu Yanfeng's arm and panted lightly, asking, "Why didn't I see you like this when we were dating before..." She paused and thought of a slightly more elegant word, "hungry and thirsty."
Years later, she complained to him, "Every time, I have to do everything in my power to tease you. I often feel like a seductress, seducing you, a scholar on his way to the capital for the imperial examination."
Xu Yanfeng hugged her and held her tightly: "Because I'm scared."
"What are you afraid of?" Xia Xi's head was dizzy and he spoke without thinking. "Are you afraid that I will drain you dry?"
“…”
Xu Yanfeng smiled and nuzzled her cheek with the tip of his nose, then said in a low voice, "I'm afraid you'll lose interest in me if you get it too easily."
Xia Xi's lips parted, stunned. She had never expected this answer. Her initial shock gradually turned to bitterness and a bit of heartache. He was said to be smart, smarter than anyone, but when it came to emotions, he was like an unarmed soldier, with no chance of success. He was more like an idiot, his brain a mere decoration, unable to discern or think.
Wasn't her love for him fervent enough at that time? She wanted to open her heart to him, but he still doubted that she would lose interest in him.
Fool.
"Then why aren't you afraid that I will lose interest in you now?" Xia Xi said sullenly.
Xu Yanfeng smiled but said nothing.
It's not that he is not afraid at all, but after seven long years, he has seen a lot. If a relationship can still remain fresh and not expire after seven years, he is confident that he can make her have the freshness of the first time for the rest of her life.
Xia Xi stared at his jaw in a daze, waiting until she was almost sleepy, but he still hadn't answered. She poked his pointed Adam's apple with her fingertips and said, "Speak."
It was already late, but she still wasn't asleep. Xu Yanfeng picked up his phone from the bedside table and turned on the screen to show her: "We still have to record a program tomorrow, it's time to go to bed, Xia Xi."
"When you were tossing and turning me around, why didn't you think about the fact that I have to record a show tomorrow?"
“…”
When she called "senior" in a soft voice, Xu Yanfeng felt a tingling sensation on his spine. He tried hard to suppress his impulsive thoughts, closed his eyes, smelled the fragrance of her hair, and whispered, "Go to sleep."
Xia Xi was indeed sleepy. She didn't say anything more. Her eyelids closed and she soon fell asleep. Her brows knitted slightly, vaguely remembering that he still owed her a question.
I didn't hear the answer, so I couldn't sleep well.
Xu Yanfeng placed the tip of his thumb between her eyebrows and rubbed it gently, smoothing out the slight wrinkles.
*
The next day, at nine o'clock in the morning, Xia Xi drove to the recording location designated by the program crew.
Before getting out of the car, Xia Xi pulled a round mirror from her bag and looked at herself from top to bottom, left to right, to confirm that there was nothing wrong. Xu Yanfeng's words in bed also counted; there were no marks left on her body that were noticeable.
Putting away the mirror, Xia Xi took a deep breath, pushed open the car door, stuck her high-heeled feet out of the car, and got out calmly.
At the elevator entrance, a girl with a work badge was looking around, checking documents in her hand. She glanced at Xia Xi a few times, as if confirming something, then lowered her head and made a call on her mobile phone.
The next second, Xia Xi's phone rang. The girl heard it, her eyes lit up, and she hurried over: "Is it Mr. Xia from Boya Design?"
Xia Xi nodded and smiled: "It's me."
"Come with me." In the elevator, the girl stared at Xia Xi intently. When she saw the photo on her resume, she marveled at how someone could be so beautiful. Only after meeting her in person did she realize she was even prettier in person. She was dressed in a white business suit, looking sharp and elegant. "Why did you do your own makeup? We hired a professional makeup artist. We'll be taking promotional photos later."
Xia Xi continued to smile: "I don't know."
"It's okay, it's okay." The girl smiled and waved her hand. "You put on your own makeup, and it saves our makeup artist a lot of trouble."
The girl introduced herself as He Minzhen and told Xia Xi to just call her Xiao He. She was in charge of the chores during the recording process and that Xia Xi could contact her if she needed anything. Xia Xi added her on WeChat for easy communication in the future.
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