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Bewedded, Not Beloved

Chapter: 185

I’m about to be pissed off by Qiao Yi, I can’t wait to kick her to death.
I stared at Xi Jinyuan: “What question are you asking, do you care if I have ever been in a relationship?”
“It’s just to ask, is it true or dangerous? Of course you have to ask the most core thing.”
“The most important thing shouldn’t be how many deposits I have?”
“I won’t be poorer than you. I don’t care how much money you have.” Xi Jinyuan looked aggrieved. Yes, he is a super rich second-generation, and his brother is a big chaebol, a rich son born with a golden spoon. Will you be short of money?
“Xiao Sheng, you don’t care about Xi Qingchuan’s thoughts, right? He doesn’t care.” Qiao Yi continued to drink, I snatched her glass, she really couldn’t drink anymore.
“Don’t mention Ni Yizhou, now Xi Qingchuan seems to be angry.”
“Be angry when you are angry. Xi Qingchuan is really stingy. Brother Xiaoxiao is a lawyer. It is his professional instinct to find his weakness. He can fight back!”
Qiao Yi and Xi Jinyuan were uncomfortable, so I took off my slippers and smoked her: “Aren’t you stupid? If Xi Qingchuan really fights back, do you think Ni Yizhou will be able to resist it?”
“So, you are protecting Brother Boat?” Qiao Yi had a beef ball in his mouth, and his cheeks were bulging like a silly hamster.
I was too lazy to tell her that I wiped my mouth and chased it out.
Qiao’s garden is very large, divided into East Garden and West Garden, which are full of precious flowers.
It’s not that Qiao’s mother loves flowers, she just thinks that the garden full of precious flowers looks very good.
My mother loves to grow flowers, and there are many precious flower species in the house, some of which are directly moved from our flower garden.
Therefore, there is the shadow of my mother in the garden of Qiao’s house. I like to come here very much. Every time I come to Qiao’s house, I sit in the garden for an hour.
I found Xi Qingchuan by a flowerbed in the East Garden. He was sitting on a stone bench. I thought he was smoking, but he was just sitting alone and doing nothing.
There was a street light behind him, projecting his sitting still tall and tall on the ground.
I walked over: “There are mosquitoes here.”
He turned his head and glanced at me: “When I come to the garden to breathe, it smells like hot pot.”
I forgot that Xi Qingchuan has a slight habit of cleanliness. I looked at his bottom: “I thought you would put a handkerchief underneath when you sit on a stone bench.”
He didn’t answer me, I saw his cigarette case on the stone table, a thin cigar was smoked out but not lit.
“Why don’t you smoke? I thought you would come here to smoke.”
Although Xi Qingchuan doesn’t have any addiction to cigarettes, I occasionally saw him smoke one or two cigarettes a day, not many.
Xi Qingchuan is a person who knows how to restrain himself, and he can’t restrain himself.
“The flowers here smell good.” He sniffed: “I don’t want the smell of smoke to disturb them.”
Suddenly, a soft part of my heart was moved. I looked at the big demon in front of me, and a particularly complicated and speechless feeling rose in my heart.
Xi Qingchuan looks moody, but in the depths of his heart, he has special details.
I sat down opposite him, and felt the fragrance of flowers with him, holding my cheeks.
He suddenly asked me: “What kind of flower is this, do you know?”
“Evening fragrance.” I said.
“Is the evening fragrance that Teresa Teng sang?”
“There is only this kind of nightflower. If the nightflower sung by Teresa Teng is really the flower of nightflower, then this is it.”
Xi Qingchuan looked back at the flowers in the flower garden: “It turns out that evening lavender looks like this, like daffodils.”
“You also know that daffodils are really rare.”
“Why can’t I know about Narcissus?”
“I think you should be someone who doesn’t like flowers.”
He looked at me with eyes as cold as the night: “Don’t look too one-sided.”
I sat in the garden with him for a long time, and we didn’t even mention Ni Yizhou.
I think I will go to Ni Yizhou to have a good talk when I get better. My marriage with Xi Qingchuan does not require other people to intervene.
There are mosquitoes in the garden. Xi Qingchuan occasionally frowned. I asked him if a mosquito bit him. He sneered, “What mosquito dares to bite me?”
However, he obviously scratched his arm when I was not paying attention.
I don’t recruit mosquitoes. When I was with Qiaoyi, the mosquitoes bit her. The biting Qiaoyigui cried and howled, saying that her blood is better than my incense, so the mosquitoes bit her and don’t bite me.
The night is very quiet, sitting in the garden full of flowers, my heart is very quiet and peaceful.
The Great Demon King sat opposite me, his brows and eyes were gentle, not like him usually.
He put his cheeks on his elbows with his eyes half-empty, not knowing what he was thinking.
He may be relaxing, or he may be enjoying this rare leisure time.
I couldn’t disturb him, but saw a mosquito on the back of his hand, so I stretched out my hand and killed the mosquito.
He suddenly woke up from his dream and looked up at me as suddenly as he was: “What are you doing?”
“Mosquitoes.” I said: “The mosquitoes in the garden of Qiao Yi’s house seem to have been hungry for a long time. Now that they have delivered such a large amount of food for free, they are so happy.”
His pale blue silk shirt was solidified with a mass of black and red stains intertwined with each other, which looked awkward.
Xi Qingchuan got up with a sense of excitement: “If you are full, you can go back. Call Xi Jinyuan, otherwise he will be drunk to death by Qiao Yi.”
“Hmm.” I also got up and walked out of the garden with him.
This road is a pebble road paved with pebbles. I took off my shoes and walked on it. The smooth pebbles were cool, and stepping on them stimulated the various acupoints on the soles of the feet, which was very sour and refreshing.
I walked crookedly, screaming in pain, Xi Qingchuan walked by my side and looked at me incomprehensibly.
I walked forward steadily, and Xi Qingchuan quickly supported me with his eyes and hands: “It’s so painful that I just put on my shoes.”
“Although it is a bit painful, it will be very comfortable after you go back. This will stimulate the acupuncture points on the soles of your feet and act as a massage. You should also take off your shoes and try it.”
“I don’t want it.” He flatly refused.
“Try it out, pedicures don’t necessarily have such an effect.”
“I never do pedicures, and I don’t like women touching my feet.”
“It’s not only women who do pedicures, but men as well.”
“At this time, do I need to bite the word?”
I didn’t come to quarrel with him. I simply squatted down and patted his ankle with my hands: “Take off your shoes, lift your feet.”
“No.”
“Aren’t you scared?” I looked up at him. He was already tall, so he looked like a giant.
“There is no use of the law with excitement.”
“I think you are afraid, you are afraid of pain.”
The distance is a bit far away, I can’t see his expression, but he still took off his shoes and stepped on the gravel road with his bare feet.
We walked forward with our shoes. He is tall and heavy, and the heavier he weighs, the more pain he gets.
He walked very slowly, and I looked back at him: “If it hurts, just call it out.”

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