Chapter 134 "Little Princess, I'll let you..."
Summer vacation has officially begun.
He Xilou's leg injury is almost completely healed.
After we got back together, he became more and more clingy, sending goodnight messages on WeChat every night.
Perhaps it was because he heard Meng Shiyi's goodnight voice message that his sleep quality improved.
His spirit is different, and he looks more unrestrained and flamboyant, as if he has returned to his original state, and that wild and ruffian spirit is back.
Meng Shiyi was busy tutoring and working part-time during the summer vacation, and would only occasionally go out with He Xilou for a short date.
Every kiss lasted for a long time and her lips were swollen.
[He Gou: Baby, do you want to go out and play this weekend? Do you want to swim, ride a racing bike, play golf, or watch a movie?]
Meng Shiyi: [I'm not going out this weekend. I'm going to a wedding with my brother.]
[He Gou: I miss you, I want to see you...]
He also posted an emoticon with a wronged look on his face.
Meng Shiyi was furious when she thought about the time when he kissed her so hard that she couldn't breathe: [Hold it back]
He Xilou kept it in until Meng Shiyi's birthday.
Meng Shiyi usually celebrates her birthday according to the lunar calendar.
Her birthday is on the seventh day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, which is Chinese Valentine's Day.
He Xilou planned a party and specially booked a luxurious box on the top floor.
Meng Huaili, Lu Shijie and Jiang Yue all came to participate as "brothers", and Xu Qingqing and Sheng Wan also rushed over enthusiastically.
The scene was decorated exquisitely and luxuriously, with a dreamy and brilliant starry sky above, starlight pouring down, and silver balloons around.
The most eye-catching thing is undoubtedly the big castle cake in the middle, which is decorated with edible pearls and has fondant roses climbing on the castle walls.
Meng Shiyi wore a Hepburn-style dress given by He Xilou today, with her hair tied up, looking bright and charming.
She pushed open the door of the box, her eyes sparkling, "This cake is so special."
A smile appeared on He Xilou's lips: "A castle suits a princess, as long as you like it."
Meng Huaili stood by and felt a deep sense of powerlessness.
Jiang Yue started to tease: "Yo yo yo~"
Lu Shijie imitated: "Tsk tsk, as long as you like it~"
The next second, He Xilou glared at him.
Lu Shijie quickly stood at attention. "I've behaved myself. Please let me go."
Xu Qingqing closed her eyes in despair, drooling with envy as she muttered to herself, "Is this the world of the rich? It makes a country girl like me feel devastated."
Sheng Wan was secretly supporting the couple in her heart.
Oh no, now she really thinks Meng Shiyi and He Xilou are a perfect match, they are so cute...
He Xilou took Meng Shiyi's hand, pulled her in to his side, and personally put a diamond crown on her finger.
He lit the cake candles and said, "Make a wish, baby."
"Okay." Meng Shiyi closed her eyes and made a wish seriously.
"Come on, come on, happy 19th birthday to my sister!"
"Be happy every day, my poetic sister~"
"My poetic wife must always be happy!"
"Happy birthday, little princess."
…
That night, Meng Shiyi sat in the passenger seat of He Xilou's car.
She was very happy today and received many birthday gifts.
The only thing was He Xilou's gift, which he said was at his house, and he insisted that she go and see it in person.
Meng Shiyi gently pushed open the door of the villa. Even though she had prepared herself mentally, she was still completely stunned.
It was hard to believe.
Gift boxes of all sizes were piled up on the floor of the living room, almost filling it up. They were of all colors, exquisite and beautiful, forming a sharp contrast with the dull and depressing gray and white decoration style of Hexi Building.
Really... there's absolutely no room left.
Meng Shiyi was in disbelief. She stood there, muttering, "How could there be so many?"
"I don't know what your favorite thing is," He Xilou explained in a low voice, "so I prepared everything."
"Besides, I didn't attend your birthday party for eighteen years. Can I make it up to you now?"
There were some expensive gifts inside: haute couture dresses and bags, crystal high heels, cosmetics, and all kinds of exquisite accessories...
There were also things that were full of love and care: a peace charm that he had personally obtained from the temple, a small clay figurine of Meng Shiyi that he had personally sculpted, and a painting of Meng Shiyi that he had personally drawn, and his painting skills had improved a lot...
Meng Shiyi felt very choked up, as if a heavy stone was pressing on her.
A sour feeling formed on the tip of her nose, her eyes instantly became moist, and she choked with sobs:
"Why...why did you prepare so many gifts for me..."
It was the first time she had seen such a shocking scene. It was like a dream, with countless gift boxes falling from the sky and hitting her head. She was so surprised that she almost fainted.
He Xilou must have prepared carefully for a very long time.
"Because you are a princess today," He Xilou wiped her tears with his thumb and spoke word by word, "because you are worthy of me doing this."
It was never that she deserved so many gifts, but that so many gifts deserved her.
Meng Shiyi was sobbing with emotion.
He Xilou suddenly said, "Then will you sleep with me tonight?"
“…” The tears of emotion suddenly disappeared.
I knew that nothing good would happen when I came to his house.
After taking a shower, Meng Shiyi changed into the silk nightgown that He Xilou had prepared for her.
It was a light blue style, very thin and transparent, with white lace all around, and a thin string tied in a bow behind the neck, which seemed like it would fall off completely with a slight tug.
As soon as she walked out of the bathroom, He Xiluo pushed her down on the bed.
He Xilou bent down and kissed her lips.
He rolled his Adam's apple and said impatiently, "Sister Shiyi, we haven't seen each other for half a month. I miss you so much... I want to kiss you to death..."
Meng Shiyi tilted her head back to accept his kiss. She placed her hands on his shoulders and responded to him softly.
The sound of heartbeats and panting mixed together, filling the entire bedroom.
Soon, the hem of Meng Shiyi's nightgown rose up, revealing a large section of her snow-white legs.
He Xilou said hoarsely, "Actually, there's another gift."
"Hmm?" Meng Shiyi blinked in confusion. "What gift?"
The next second, He Xilou suddenly pulled over a pillow and placed it under her waist.
He knelt on one knee on the floor and gently spread her legs apart.
Meng Shiyi's legs are very unique and beautiful, snow-white and flawless, slender but not skinny, fleshy, and very comfortable to touch, like a work of art that cannot be defiled.
But it is precisely this perfect appearance of Holy White that can arouse the desire for destruction and dark evil thoughts in people.
Meng Shiyi was looking at the white ceiling, feeling puzzled.
He Xilou actually lowered his head.
"Ah... He, He Xilou... you!"
Meng Shiyi lay on the bed with shock and fear in her eyes.
He wasn't going to... help her, was he?
Meng Shiyi's face flushed hot, and she subconsciously wanted to step back, but the man easily pulled her back.
“Oh…don’t…”
There was a glint of light in her eyes.
He Xilou did not let her go, his voice was particularly seductive and provocative:
"Little Princess..." (abridged)
"Want to try it?"
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