Marriage is involuntary: Mr. Shen, please accept

Hearing his words, the corners of Xu Qingyan's lips twitched uncontrollably. Zhao Silan is an old man, so what is he?
She is about the same age as Shen Zhiwei, Xu Qingyan looked at him amusedly, "Shen Zhixing, what about you? Are you an old cow eating tender grass?"

Boneless fingers rubbed against his cheek, looking at him winkingly.

Shen Zhixing raised a smirk at the corner of his mouth, and stretched out his hand to bring him into his arms, "It seems that my performance is not satisfactory to you, do I need to prove myself well tonight?"

Seeing his serious expression, Xu Qingyan's legs began to weaken. Isn't she just looking for trouble?

Xiaolian smiled flatteringly, "No need, no need, I already have a full understanding of your strength."

"So, can it satisfy you?" Shen Zhixing lifted her chin, and their lips were lightly pressed together.

The breath between his words was all sprayed on Xu Qingyan's face, the breaths of the two were intertwined, there is me in you, and you in me.

Xu Qingyan blushed, and pushed his shoulder with her small hand, "Let me go first."

"Tell me first, can my performance satisfy you?" Shen Zhixing had a confrontation with Xu Qingyan today, insisting on getting an answer that satisfies him.

Seeing him like this, Xu Qingyan knew that if she didn't give an answer that satisfies Shen Zhixing today, she would be miserable.

Xiaolian smiled, "I am very satisfied with your performance, I couldn't be more satisfied."

Hearing this, a smile flashed across Shen Zhixing's eyes, and he pecked lightly on her red lips, "I will definitely praise you when I go back tonight."

"No need." Xu Qingyan's small face immediately collapsed, she didn't want such praise.

However, Shen Zhixing didn't give her a chance to repent, and went straight to Zhao Silan and Shen Zhiwei.

Shen Zhiwei had just finished dinner, Zhao Silan was collecting the lunch box, when he looked up and saw Shen Zhixing's dark eyes, he felt guilty.

Of course, Zhao Silan wasn't afraid that Shen Zhixing would discover his thoughts, it's just that he couldn't even handle Shen Zhiwei now, if Shen Zhixing had a hand in the middle, then he really couldn't drink.

"Brother..." Shen Zhiwei's eyes were a little guilty, "Is the light smoke okay?"

Xu Qingyan was afraid that Shen Zhixing would say something surprising, so she hurried up and put her arm around him, "It's nothing, let's go, let's go home."

Looking sideways at Shen Zhixing's displeased eyes, he secretly gave him a look to keep him from speaking.

Anan drove, Zhao Silan sat in the co-pilot, and Xu Qingyan squeezed between Shen Zhixing and Shen Zhiwei.

The car was eerily quiet, and a needle dropped on the ground could be clearly heard. Xu Qingyan glanced at Shen Zhiwei and then at Zhao Silan.

"Zhiwei, didn't you also want to be a fashion designer before? Do you want to come to admire? You can also try to design clothes?" Xu Qingyan spoke first to break the deadlock in the car.

"The scale of your studio is too small." Shen Zhiwei looked disgusted.

Xu Qingyan felt that she was shot in the chest by an arrow, and she was really tired of being so disgusted by her sister-in-law.

"The studio is small, so it's temporary. Our studio just needs talents like you to help us and help our studio flourish." Xu Qingyan held her arm intimately, "How about it? Is it okay? "

Shen Zhiwei pulled her arm out of her hand pretending to be disgusted, "Since you have said so, I will reluctantly agree."

"Really, that's great." Xu Qingyan smiled happily, but she was ashamed in her heart. It was really tiring to have such a proud sister-in-law.

Shen Zhiwei is talented in design, but because she has been letting herself live in hatred before, she has ignored many things.

Before she let go of her hatred, she slowly picked up many of her favorite things.

The last time when Xu Qingyan invited Shen Zhiwei to the press conference, she saw the little stars in her eyes, and knew that Shen Zhiwei also wanted to have a day when her designs would be recognized by everyone.

That's why Xu Qingyan made such a point today. After all, the studio is currently short of manpower. She doesn't want to let Shen Zhiwei, a design genius, let go.

"A'nan, you put me down at the crossroad ahead, and I'll just take a taxi back." Shen Zhiwei said.

It's getting late now, she and Shen Zhixing, one lives in the north of the city and the other lives in the south of the city, after sending her back, they are going home, it will be too late.

Anan glanced at Shen Zhixing through the rearview mirror, just as Shen Zhixing was about to say no, Xu Qingyan pinched his hand severely.

This woman was really willing to attack, Shen Zhixing couldn't help but gasped in pain.

Ignoring Shen Zhixing's displeased eyes, Xu Qingyan said with a smile, "You and Zhao Silan's family happened to be on the way, so we'll send you here. Be careful on the way."

"No..." Shen Zhixing put on a serious face, asking Shen Zhiwei and Zhao Silan to go back together at night, isn't that sending sheep to the wolf's mouth.

"Don't listen to your brother, your brother is drunk, be careful on the road." Xu Qingyan gave him a hard look, and secretly warned him not to speak.

Seeing Xu Qingyan's bright smile, Shen Zhiwei always felt it was weird, but she couldn't tell exactly what was wrong.

"Shen Zhixing, do you really want to see Zhiwei alone?" Xu Qingyan frowned.

"Where is she alone? Doesn't she still have my brother and your sister-in-law?" Shen Zhixing just couldn't accept that his younger sister was going to be with another man.

He and Shen Zhiwei have depended on each other since they were young. In his heart, marrying a younger sister is like marrying a daughter. The flowers that were raised with great difficulty are taken away with flowers and pots. Can he be happy?
Xu Qingyan knew what he was thinking, and persuaded him patiently, "The two of them are still too early to get married. Besides, if Zhiwei finds a man from another place, I'll see who you will cry with."

Immediately, Shen Zhixing became quiet, and after thinking about it, it seemed that the same thing happened.

Shen Zhiwei watched the car drive away, cast a cold glance at Zhao Silan, and raised her hand to take a taxi.

"Let's go, I'll take you back," Zhao Silan suggested.

Who knows, Shen Zhiwei ignored him at all, and still stubbornly took a taxi.

"It's already impossible to get a taxi at this point, and my car happens to be parked here." Zhao Silan usually goes to work, and because there is too much traffic near the hospital, he usually parks his car in the parking lot of the supermarket.

While talking, a taxi drove over suddenly, and Shen Zhiwei smiled triumphantly at Zhao Silan, "It seems that your wish has come to nothing."