Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

After the third dish was fried and the fourth dish was fried, Wen Hui asked him: "Do you know why Shuangling tolerates you again and again?"

Zhang Xuan's eyelids twitched and he didn't answer because he didn't know how to answer?

Wen Hui thought to herself and said: "Because you are too good, and the confidante you are looking for are also too good. Your excellence makes it difficult for people to keep up and makes her unable to do what they do; the excellence of your confidante makes the two actors dare not care." If you are too dead, I am afraid that you will be bored and that someone will take advantage of you."

Zhang Xuan: "."

Wen Hui said: "You meet Mi Jian to shatter your pride. The couple has a good family background and has been doted on since she was a child. She is a proud person."

Zhang Xuan: "."

Wen Hui continued: "You come to me and make her love and hate me, and make me restrain my hands and feet. If it weren't for Shuang Ling."

Zhang Xuan finally interrupted her and turned her over from his arms, "Wen Hui."

Wen Hui looked up at him slightly and said for a long time, "Are you afraid that I will finish my sentence?"

Zhang Xuan made no secret of it: "Afraid."

Wen Hui said quietly: "Even if I don't put a tight spell on you, Mi Jian will put it on you this time. Tell me, how many women are there now?"

Zhang Xuan muttered, "Just a few of you."

Wen Hui asked: "What is your relationship with Tao Ge?"

Not understanding what this woman was thinking, Zhang Xuan thought for a moment and said, "She keeps asking me to call her sister."

Thinking of his attitude towards herself and Tao Ge on the yacht, Wen Hui did not ask further questions and turned around to continue cooking.

Dinner consisted of four home-cooked dishes and one soup, which was simple. During the meal, Yuan Mei said to Wen Hui, "I have to go to the piano store to do some errands later. I'll be back later."

Unexpectedly, Wen Hui said without raising her head: "I won't go back tonight."

Zhang Xuan was stunned and looked at Wen Hui.

Yuan Mei was greatly surprised, thinking she heard wrongly, gesturing with her fingers: "Don't go back? Grandpa knows you are here in Zhang Xuan, why don't you go back?"

Then she pointed at Zhang Xuan exaggeratedly: "Are you going to sleep with him tonight?"

Zhang Xuan: "."

Wen Hui: "."

No wonder Yuan Mei is so shocked, because she just learned today that her grandpa is seriously ill, and he won't go back tonight? Huihui's decision somewhat subverted Yuan Mei's past understanding of her.

In Yuan Mei's consciousness, Wen Hui has always been a person who values ​​family and filial piety. Otherwise, even though she has such a great piano talent, she still listened to her grandfather and inherited the ancestral inheritance of the Wen family and went into the kitchen to cook.

Yuan Mei was a little confused and didn't understand her cousin's mysterious operation, but Zhang Xuan understood.

He really got it.

It was precisely because Mr. Wen learned that Wenhui was here that Wenhui decided not to go back tonight. This was to prove her determination with actions.

Only actions at this critical moment can be expressive.

After the meal, Yuan Mei left.

Before she left, her eyes lingered on Zhang Xuan and Wen Hui for a while.

They were sent downstairs, and after the car drove away, the two looked at each other and said nothing for a while.

The old man was so excited that he couldn't speak.

It's really exciting. Wen Hui, who has always been known for his "rationality", actually made such a decision and made such a big sacrifice for himself. What kind of courage and perseverance it takes!

He thought he was not a good person, but he was extremely lucky to have a woman like Wen Hui favor him.

So now he is very excited and has a sense of accomplishment. This kind of spiritual satisfaction is more impactful and memorable than getting Wen Hui's body.

As for Wen Hui, the reason why she didn't speak was because she was shy.

This was the first time in more than twenty years that she had disobeyed her grandfather, and it was for a man.

After a minute of silence, Zhang Xuan said to Wen Hui: "There is still some time before dark, come with me and walk around."

Wen Hui said yes.

As soon as the word "good" came out, Wen Hui stroked her hair with her right hand and walked ahead.

In 1998, the Shanghai stock market gradually took on the shadow of the prosperity of later generations. People were coming and going on the streets, and the shops on the streets were filled with a variety of things, making it very lively.

The two walked very slowly, looking here and there, without any purpose or direction.

Seeing someone selling candied haws, Wen Hui walked over and said, "Buy two bunches."

Zhang Xuan went over and interjected: "I don't have enough money, just a bunch of them."

Hearing this, Wen Hui turned her head away.

The old man selling candied haws on a stick looked at Zhang Xuan, then looked at Zhang Xuan again, picked a bunch and handed it to him.

Zhang Xuan didn't pay, so he took Wen Hui and left. Anyway, Zhao Lei was following him, so he was used to this.

After walking a few meters away, Zhang Xuan fed the candied haws to Wen Hui's mouth. The latter calmed down, opened her small mouth reservedly, and gently bit down one.

He asked: "How does it taste?"

Wen Hui looked at him and said one word: "Sweet."

Zhang Xuan took a bite and chewed it, then he was speechless: "It's obviously still very sour."

"Hey, Wenhui? You are shopping too."

Just as the two of them were walking and eating candied haws, they met two men and two women. One of the girls took the initiative to say hello to Wen Hui.

Wen Hui asked, "I just finished eating and went out for a walk."

The girl looked at Zhang Xuan and was very curious: "Is this your boyfriend? Don't you want to introduce him?"

Thinking of Shuang Ling, Wen Hui wanted to say no, but someone caught him feeding her candied haws just now, so she smiled and said, "This is a brother I recognize."

After chatting for a while, when Wen Hui never mentioned Zhang Xuan, the two men and two women left knowingly.

After a while, Wen Hui said quietly: "They are my junior high school classmates. The girl I am talking to is also studying in Fudan, and I contact them occasionally."

Zhang Xuanyuan hummed and said sourly: "I am your brother, you don't need to tell me so much."

Wen Hui smiled knowingly, walked about 10 meters away and said, "If you separate from Shuang Ling and Mi Jian, I can tell the whole world that you are my boyfriend."

Well, these words came again, Zhang Xuan immediately shut up. Anyway, he has already taken advantage of him through his actions, so there is nothing to lose by being humble in his words.

While shopping and shopping, the two of them ate a lot of snacks. At first, Wen Hui wanted to buy two portions. After being interfered with a few times by Zhang Xuan, she learned her lesson and followed his wishes. She only bought one portion of everything. Two mouths make do with each other.

"It's half past seven and it's getting dark soon. Let's go back." Wen Hui, who was a little stuffed after shopping around the area, looked at her watch and said to him.

"Okay, my feet are a little tired and I can't walk anymore. Let's go back." Zhang Xuan turned around and prepared to walk home.

"Does that person in the cake shop know you? She has been staring at you for a while." Wen Hui said suddenly.

Zhang Xuan looked in the direction she said and was a little surprised. Isn't this Sister Chen Song? I have been to the Shanghai Stock Exchange many times and this is the second time I have encountered them.

She smiled slightly and explained: "She is my neighbor. She has worked in Shanghai for many years. She is looking for a husband from Pudong."

Wen Hui glanced at the cake shop again and followed him back home.

After returning home, the two of them first watched TV on the sofa in the living room, watching "Mu Guiying's Twelve Widows Conquering the West".

At half past nine, two episodes of the TV series were finished, and Wen Hui got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Zhang Xuan watched her go in and the door closed. He didn't pay much attention at first. He leaned in front of the TV and kept changing channels until he found a TV series he could watch before returning to the sofa.

"ah!"

In the middle, there was a sudden sound in the bathroom, and then he heard the sound of someone falling to the ground.

Hearing this, he stopped watching TV and ran to the shower room. He turned the door handle and found that the door opened directly and was not locked inside.

At this time, Wen Hui, who had fallen to the ground, was stretching her hands on the ground and trying to get up. However, before she could get up, the bathroom door suddenly opened.

Looking at each other, Wen Hui blushed instantly.

His eyes ran over her body at an extremely fast speed. The old man walked over and squatted down and asked, "Are you okay? Did you fall?"

Wen Hui said nothing, staring blankly into his eyes.

Zhang Xuan patted his forehead, reached for the bathrobe to cover her, and then with a strong push of his hands, a princess hugged her up and walked to his master bedroom.

Originally, Wen Hui had already acquiesced to his series of actions, but when she saw him carrying her into his bedroom and putting her on his bed, she suddenly felt uncomfortable, lying on the bed and staring at him.

Zhang Xuan smacked his lips, pulled the thin quilt to cover her, and then ran to the shower room to bring in her change of clothes.

Then his shameless skills really exceeded Wen Hui's expectations. As soon as he took off his shoes, he got on the bed, then lifted a corner of the quilt and got in.

Wen Hui frowned slightly, tilted her head, and looked at him like a tracking missile.

Zhang Xuan closed his eyes and saw that she was still unwilling to give up, so he simply turned his back.

He said: "Don't be rude. You must have an idea of ​​how attractive you are to me. If I can do this, I am already a very decent man."

Her eyes stayed on his back for a full two minutes. Seeing that he was motionless, Wen Hui smiled, and she huddled under the quilt and put on her clothes.

Half a minute later, Zhang Xuan asked: "Are you okay?"

Wen Hui didn't bother to pay attention.

A minute later, Zhang Xuan said: "My right shoulder hurts. I can't stay on my side for a long time. Please say something when you feel better."

Wen Hui looked up and continued working, putting on her pants first and then her clothes.

But she hadn't put on her underwear yet, and when she was about to put on the sling, a big hand suddenly came out from nowhere and pressed her small hand.

Fu Ear said: "Don't wear everything, leave some fantasy for your man."

Wen Hui exerted force on her right hand and found that she couldn't move it at all.

Zhang Xuan blinked and said, "We are an old couple now, so please leave some room."

Wen Hui refused to give up and turned her right hand, but still couldn't move.

Instead, this action aroused the man's temper. His big hands extended along the sling, and he had a solid and intimate contact with her.

Although everything happened under the quilt, Wen Hui, who pretended to be calm, still felt something strange.

Wen Hui quickly pressed his hand with her hand and interrupted, "The TV in your living room is not turned off yet."

Zhang Xuan said as if he was rich: "It doesn't matter, it won't be a waste of electricity."

Feeling the warmth coming from her earlobes, Wen Hui's face turned hot, "Go and turn off the TV."

Zhang Xuan turned a deaf ear.

Wen Hui moved her head away a little and said gently: "Aren't all great writers supposed to be interesting? I can't get into the mood with such a loud TV sound."

Zhang Xuan didn't believe it: "You don't want me to run back to the bedroom next door while I'm turning off the TV, right?"

Wen Hui lowered her eyes and remained silent, but her hands were fighting with him under the quilt to prevent him from getting even an inch.

Zhang Xuan was speechless: "Okay, I'll turn off the TV."

Then he said to himself: "I just want to see what else you can do after the TV is turned off."

After that, he really got up and got out of bed, put on his shoes and went to the living room.

But he moved quickly, and when he came back, he happened to meet Wen Hui in pajamas at the door of the master bedroom.

Zhang Xuan asked: "Where are you going?"

Wen Hui didn't look at him: "I'm thirsty, go drink water."

Holding the door with his whole body, Zhang Xuan said, "Lie back and I'll pour it for you."

Wen Hui refused to listen and wanted to go out from his side.

Zhang Xuan refused to let her go, put his hand on her waist, and mumbled: "Did you know? Once there is ambiguity between people, it is difficult to control one's emotions; but after skin-to-skin contact, it is difficult to control one's emotions. It’s addictive, and I can’t quit this addiction you gave me.”

Wen Hui was helpless and asked, "Do you treat Mi Jian like this too?"

Zhang Xuan said bluntly: "No."

Wen Hui stopped moving.

Zhang Xuan said: "Mi Jian is a person with clear boundaries. If something has not happened, she will not think about it carefully and it will not happen.

And once it happens, she will follow me later.

She wouldn't be like you, driving back and forth over and over again, and slapping me at every turn.

Let me tell you, all the slaps I received in the years since I was a kid were all thanks to you. If my mother knew about this, she would have to do it."

Wen Hui met his gaze: "What do you need?"

Zhang Xuan stopped and said, "You have to give me a few more slaps. According to her old man's words: Wen Hui is such a good girl, I must have bullied you."

Wen Hui smiled knowingly.

This smile was like a white orchid fluttering on a small fan, which fascinated the old man at a close distance.

Sensing the spark in his eyes, Wen Hui felt numb and subconsciously closed his lips. But it was still too late, and the next second he was kissed hard.

That momentum, that domineering, tsk tsk! Wen Hui couldn't stop it at all.

Before she could recover from the turbulence, Wen Hui's feet were free and she found that her whole body had been hugged by him. In just a moment, she returned to the bed again.

Five minutes later, Wen Hui left his lips and took a deep breath.

A quarter of an hour later, Wen Hui pressed her right hand on his chest and said softly: "Close the door, I'm not used to it."

This time Zhang Xuan obeyed and didn't make things difficult for her again.

The door was closed, and as soon as the old man got on the bed, he took her and squeezed her into his arms.

Wen Hui just resisted for a while at first. Later, when she saw that he was completely immersed in her tenderness, she thought for a while, let her hands hang down naturally, closed her eyes, and allowed him to do whatever he wanted.

Zhang Xuan froze, trying to control his desires. He knew that Wenhui didn't have this intention now because of her grandfather's illness.

Wen Hui hugged him gently with both hands and said apologetically: "I'm sorry."

Zhang Xuan kissed her: "No need to say sorry, I understand."

Wen Hui put her head on his left shoulder and said quietly: "Sing me a song."

Zhang Xuan asked: "Which song do you want to listen to?"

Wen Hui said: "Look back again."

Zhang Xuan asked: "Jiang Yuheng's."

Wen Hui hummed.

Zhang Xuan cleared his throat and started singing:

Looking back again

Clouds block the way home

Looking back again

Thick with thorns

Writer.

Ever since he received the call from Dean Gong, Mr. Wen has been watching TV in the living room, waiting for his granddaughter to come back.

But after waiting and waiting, it was already past 10 p.m., and Wen Hui still hadn't come back.

Patiently looking at the alarm clock on the wall, Mr. Wen continued to wait.

Half an hour later, Zhou Rong came from the bedroom and asked, "Dad, are you waiting for Huihui?"

Mr. Wen didn't hide anything: "I have something to do with her."

Zhou Rong told him: "Meizi called me just now and said she wouldn't be back tonight. She and Huihui went back to the villa."

Mr. Wen was silent for a while, then stood up and walked to the bedroom with a complicated mood.

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