I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

These words made him couldn't help but lift Shi Xiyue's chin. He lowered his head and his eyes darkened. Look at her beautiful face from close range.

"Are you surprised?"

Isn't it a good thing that Shen Haojin and Bai Shan can be together?

What's so surprising?

He is so smart, Shen Haojin thinks so little about Bai Shan. Even though Shen Haojin didn't say it explicitly, he has shown it more and more recently.

"...No." Shi Xiyue shook her head quickly. "I'm not surprised. I just wanted to tell you...well..." Let's see if you will be surprised when you find out.

Sheng Xianchen put his lips on hers and kissed her domineeringly and forcefully. This kiss was obviously a way to vent his inner anger to her, or to be precise, jealousy.

Her ex-boyfriend finally stopped loving her. Why was she so surprised when she fell in love with another woman again?

Regret? Or do you want to continue to let Shen Haojin be a spare tire?

Shi Xiyue did not avoid his kiss and just hugged his waist. Responding to him enthusiastically, he could kiss him however he wanted and do whatever he wanted. She would never be angry or even push him away.

The soft touch of their lips and teeth made him feel like he was tasting a plate of delicious cakes. Mellow and sweet, the more you taste it, the better it becomes.

He didn't close his eyes. While kissing her, his tender eyes watched her expression for a long time.

She seemed drunk from his kiss. A shy blush appeared on her originally fair face. He was so drunk that he had a physiological reaction, and his slender neck was all red.

The little woman's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her breathing was uneven. The hand holding his waist could not help but become stronger. Her slender body collapsed directly into his arms.

Sheng Xianchen clearly felt her body trembling, and he hugged her waist tightly to prevent her from falling to the ground.

"Do you really want to suffocate in my kiss?" His lips moved away, lingering at the corners of her red lips like a kiss.

Shi Xiyue raised her hands, hugged Sheng Xichen's neck, and pulled him lower to her.

She stood on tiptoes, put her lips close to Sheng Xinchen's ear, and whispered: "Death under peonies, you can be a ghost even if you are romantic..."

The sweet voice echoed clearly in Sheng Xinchen's ears.

The sound was like an electric current, vibrating all the cells in his body in an instant. The hormones that belong to men are so boiling that they seem to be screaming.

Sheng Xianchen couldn't help it anymore, lowered his head and kissed the little woman's long neck greedily.

"Yueyue, you have become bad."

He blew her little earlobe gently, and with a magnetic voice, he said a love word that only Shi Xiyue would find very explicit.

Such colored words could actually come out of Shi Xiyue's mouth one day.

She also knew that those words were too explicit, but she didn't do it to appease his emotions.

Only if he feels that she really has no feelings for Shen Haojin in her heart, will he be happy.

Shi De took the tea leaves given to him by Guoguo and was about to go back upstairs to rest. But she saw Sheng Zhongye sitting alone on the sofa in the small living room, making tea.

Shi Xiyue knew that Shi De liked to drink tea, so she went to buy the most famous Maojian in Bin City and wanted her grandpa to try it. Is the Maojian in Bin City better or the Maojian in M ​​country?

"Second Grandpa."

Guoguo took Shi De's wrinkled hand and came to the small living room.

"Haha... Guo Guo." Sheng Zhongye smiled fondly at Guo Guo. "Second Grandpa has asked people to prepare snacks and fruits. Come and sit for a while."

He gestured to Guoguo to sit on the sofa next to him.

Then he greeted Shi De politely: "Master Shi, please sit down."

Shi De placed the crutch in his hand on the edge of the sofa, and his eyes happened to see the crutch that Sheng Zhongye used.

That crutch looks a little special, like a natural red sandalwood, and there is a faint medicinal scent of red sandalwood. Just because there is still resin on the red sandalwood, it has not been removed.

Sitting on the sofa, Shi De did not ignore Sheng Zhongye's crutch and asked directly: "Second Master Sheng is not particularly old, so why do you always have a crutch?"

“You don’t have to be old to use crutches.

As long as your legs and feet are inconvenient, you have to use it. " Sheng Zhongye explained while cooking tea on the stove. "My legs are disabled and I can't even use crutches. "

"Yueyue's medical skills are very good, why not let her take a look at it for you? Maybe there is still a cure?"

Shi De looked at him and said.

"It's an old problem, and it's been for many years. I've long been used to it. If I don't use crutches one day, I won't be used to it anymore."

He poured a cup of tea and politely handed it to Shi De.

"Try the tea I just made."

"Thank you." Shi De stared at the tea in the small tea cup. The heat was rising and the smell of tea was in the air.

"Guoguo drinks boiled water and has snacks." Sheng Zhongye poured a glass of boiled water for Guoguo. "It's best not for children to drink tea, especially at night."

"Thank you, Grandpa Er." Guoguo was eating snacks while turning on the TV opposite.

The content in the cartoon is very attractive to the little girl. Her brothers don't like to watch cartoons, but only she and her sister like to watch them.

This may be because she and Shi'er never had the opportunity to be exposed to these things before. Now that I see it, I find it strange.

"Have we met somewhere before?" Shi De took a sip of the tea in the cup. The taste of the tea was very special.

When you first drink it, it feels a little bitter in your mouth, but after you swallow it, you will have a special tea aroma. When all the saliva in the mouth was swallowed, the sweetness appeared again.

This taste...

He hadn't tasted it in years.

Sheng Zhongye fiddled with the tea set on the table. The tea was poured back and forth into a large cup as he turned it over.

The aroma of this tea is very strong, and the aroma of tea spreads throughout the small living room.

He was the only person he knew who could cook tea to such an extent.

But that person's age obviously didn't match the man in front of him.

Not only did his age not match, but his appearance and rickety body were also different.

"How do you say this?" Sheng Zhongye poured a pot of pure water into the stove.

He picked up his tea cup, put it to his lips and took a sip of enjoyment.

He raised his head and looked directly at Shi De across from him.

Shi De kept looking at him, as if his eyes were trying to see through him.

But no matter how he looked, he couldn't see the shadow of that person.

"I just feel... I feel like you are a bit like an old friend I know."

Sheng Zhongye looked to be in his fifties and could not be older than sixty.

He couldn't be 'his'.

"Really? Who is he?" Sheng Zhongye asked with a smile: "Maybe if you tell me, I will know him?"