Rebirth of the Giants: The Return of the Devil's Daughter

A few men in black standard suits guarding the door saw Jiu Shao carrying a creature that looked like a woman coming in from a distance, and they were so shocked that their eyeballs almost fell off the ground.

Everyone coveted each other, a little unbelievable, isn't Jiu Shao always abstaining from women?

At this time, Jiu Shao came over with someone in his arms, and several of them quickly lowered their heads, pretending to see no evil, and said in a solemn voice, "Jiu Shao!"

Si Yiyan ignored them, walked into Jiayuan with warm and elegant strides, and headed for the elevator, there would always be people bowing and saluting along the way.

Wen Xinya tucked her head into the collar of his windbreaker, and said sullenly: "Si Yiyan, it turns out that Jiayuan is one of your properties, so majestic!"

Her tone seemed to be stained with frost, she was slightly condensed, with a trace of coldness, which made Si Yiyan's body stiffen.

Wen Xinya felt his slightly stiff body, and his face was dull, making it impossible to guess his real thoughts.

The atmosphere of silence spread, and the elevator was in front of him. Si Yiyan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, pressed the elevator, and entered the elevator with Wen Xinya in his arms.

When the elevator door closed, in the small and cramped space, the silent atmosphere was suffocating. Looking at the closed door of the elevator, the jumping red numbers, within a short period of time, unexpectedly gave him a feeling of suffocation. The illusion that seconds are like years.

"Xinya..." He tried to explain, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know what to say. Everything about him was for her. It's just that she didn't ask about many things, and he didn't know where to start. Speaking of.

"Ding!" The elevator door snapped open.

Si Yiyan breathed a sigh of relief, carried Wen Xinya out of the elevator, and went directly to his special room in Jiayuan.

Wen Xinya was put on the sofa by Si Yiyan.

A soft sofa is her favorite feeling.

Si Yiyan said in a low voice: "I'll go and get you bath water, you just blew a cold wind, it's better to take a hot bath to get rid of the cold."

After speaking, without waiting for Wen Xinya to say anything, she turned and went to the bathroom.

Wen Xinya looked at the decoration style of the room. Such a classic and comfortable decoration style is also her favorite. The lamp with rose branches stretching on the ceiling was also her idea. She just mentioned it casually before, but she didn't expect Si Yiyan to Remember.

She turned and walked to the bookshelf by the fireplace. There were some ancient books on the bookshelf. She picked up one and flipped through it casually, and saw that Si Yiyan's beauty was full of mellowness, and the lowercase characters hidden by Feng Ling were everywhere in the book. A few places have been annotated, and there are some concise sentiments. The books that she thought were obscure and difficult to understand turned out to be so simple and transparent.

She couldn't help looking at the book in rapt attention.

Soon, Si Yiyan came out of the bathroom: "The water is ready, go take a shower!"

Wen Xinya put the book back to its original position, turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

After entering the bathroom, Wen Xinya didn't even test the water temperature, so she took off her clothes and soaked in the water. The warm water seemed to penetrate into every pore of her body in an instant, driving away the residual cold in her body. Warm and very comfortable.

Wen Xinya got up after soaking for about 10 minutes. There was a set of dark blue velvet bathrobes neatly placed in the clothes basket. It was obviously prepared by Si Yiyan for her, but...it was his bathrobe.

Wen Xinya picked up the bathrobe and put it on, the velvet bathrobe was tightly attached to the skin, very soft and soft, just like the feeling when Si Yiyan's thin but soft lips kissed her skin, it belonged to Si Yiyan's Qinglie The elegant fragrance like bamboo surrounded her whole body, her pretty little face was blushing, and there was a hint of warmth in it.

She thought, it must have been soaked in a hot bath for nearly half an hour before, and she was dyed red by the hot air.

Wen Xinya was wearing a bathrobe, standing at the door shyly, checking whether the belt of the bathrobe on her body was fastened, and checking whether the neckline of her robe was undone. Gritting his teeth, he opened the bathroom door and walked out.

Si Yiyan was not in the living room, Wen Xinya wore Si Yiyan's slippers, stepped on the soft wool carpet, searched around the huge room, and finally saw Si Yiyan in the kitchen.

Si Yiyan was only wearing an ingot blue shirt, such an attractive color, when worn on his body, it made him look like bamboo, tall and straight, elegant and strange, with strong bones and joints, elegant and beautiful.

At this time, he was busy making ginger soup for her in the kitchen with his sleeves rolled up. The pungent taste of ginger mixed with the sweet and greasy taste of brown sugar permeated the not-so-small space, and her heart seemed to drink a bowl of ginger soup. It seems warm.

Si Yiyan is so skilled, with sharp eyes and ears, that he didn't even notice that she was standing at the kitchen door for so long.

He looked down at the ginger soup in the pot, his beautiful face was full of solemnity, but it was just a bowl of ginger soup, but he was so careful and careful, as if there was nothing more important than this.

This bowl of ginger soup must have been cooked with all his heart.

Si Yiyan poured the boiled ginger soup into a bowl, tasted it, then turned around with the bowl in hand, and saw Wen Xinya standing at the door of the kitchen.

Wen Xinya couldn't help laughing and said, "Okay, Si Yiyan, you actually let me eat your saliva."

Si Yiyan's beautiful eyebrows were tinged with a smile, and he raised his eyebrows with a trace of teasing: "Do you still drool less after eating me?"

Wen Xinya's immature face flushed, thinking of how many times their lips and teeth intertwined, their saliva blended together, and she did eat a lot of his saliva.

Si Yiyan came to her with ginger soup: "Drink the ginger soup quickly! If you sweat, you won't catch a cold."

Wen Xinya smelled the unpleasant smell of ginger soup, her nose seemed to understand her mood, she selectively ignored the spicy smell of ginger, and only smelled a sweet and greasy taste, which suddenly became sweet To the bottom of my heart.

She pouted and said: "You must be afraid that I will be sick and you want to serve me, so you cook ginger soup for me. You are so cunning, I will not let you succeed. Even if I am not sick, you still have to serve me .” As he spoke, he took it for granted and said, “You feed me!”

"I wish for it!" Si Yiyan looked at her puffed cheeks, looking confident and confident, took a tablespoon of ginger soup, put it on her lips and blew it, then touched her lips, and brought it to her lips when she felt that it was not hot. .

Wen Xinya looked at the meticulous and considerate movements, her heart was as sweet as sugar, she opened her mouth to drink the ginger soup he sent to her lips, wrinkled her nose on purpose, and complained with a bitter face: "It's so spicy, Si Yiyan, don't you Let's put some sugar!"

Si Yiyan was dubious, so he took half a spoonful and tasted it. Although it was very sweet, it was also very spicy. Xinya was always very delicate, so she definitely couldn't drink it: "I'll boil another bowl and add more sugar."

"Puchi!" Wen Xinya couldn't help laughing, grabbed the small bowl in his hand, and sipped the ginger soup in small sips: "I lied to you, you can believe it! Ginger soup has the same taste, even if you put it No amount of sugar can overwhelm the spiciness."