You’re So Arrogant

Xie Shuo stayed with Ye Jin for three days in Qianyue Mountain. During these three days, he almost did nothing, as if he wanted to make up for what he owed her during his honeymoon.

Three days later, Ye Jing packed up his luggage and prepared to return.

Xie Shuo drove the car and waited for her outside the door. This time he came by himself and came in a hurry. No one noticed, not even a driver.

He put the suitcase in the trunk, walked around the body, ready to go to the driver's seat, Ye Jing suddenly grabbed his arm.

"Let me drive."

Xie Shuo stopped his feet and turned his head.

Ye Jing looked into his eyes. He had just recovered for less than half a year, and he had been with her for so long, and then driving a long-distance car, it would be no good if something happened.

Being tantrum goes back to being tantrum, not making jokes about the body, she still has this sense of measure.

Xie Shuo understood what she meant, glanced at the thin white fingers on his arms, and smiled at the corners of his lips: "It doesn't matter."

It was still sunny today, the spring sun fell on him, and it was a little hot. Ye Jian knew his temper. At this time, he would never let her drive. After a stalemate for a long time, she had to compromise: "Then let's call a driver over."

This compromise method was approved by Xie Shuo. Soon, Ye Jing asked the boss's wife to call a professional driver over.

The car drove steadily, and Ye Jing and Xie Shuo sat side by side in the back seat, no more than a palm distance apart.

In the warm spring days, it is always easy to get sleepy. After a while, Ye Jing's eyelids began to droop and his head tilted to the side. Finally, he couldn't support it and leaned on Xie Shuo's shoulder.

In a daze, she smelled the familiar breath on his body, like when the two were still sharing the bed, she fell asleep every night and rolled into his arms.

Xie Shuo sank his shoulders and glanced at her with a low eye. After a while, he closed his eyes.

When I woke up, I was in the city.

Ye Jing thought he would ask her where she wanted to go back, or force her back to Xie's house, but who knew he reported the address of the apartment to the driver, as if he didn't particularly want her to go back.

The slanting sun outside the car window was late and pedestrians were rushing back and forth. Ye Yan looked at his stern profile, and suddenly he couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

Abandoning a lot of things in the company, ran over to find her, accompanied her to make a fuss, but didn't say anything, not even a real confession.

When he got downstairs in the apartment, he handed her the luggage trolley, in a posture that he didn't plan to go upstairs: "You go up first, and I'll be here later."

Ye Jian was a little tired and didn't bother to guess what he was thinking. He took a breath, dragged his suitcase and turned to the apartment.

After entering the house, she packed up casually, pulled out a loose set of home clothes from the closet, and took a shower in the bathroom first.

When she came out of the room after taking a shower, she suddenly heard a faint noise outside.

A little puzzled, she followed the sound to the living room and found a long figure standing in the kitchen.

Xie Shuo was wearing an apron, picked up a handful of spring onions with slender and clean fingers, turned on the faucet, and was about to wash.

Ye Jing: ...? ? ?

Hearing footsteps, Xie Shuo turned his head, glanced up and down at her, and said, "Come and roll up my sleeves for me."

Ye Jing walked over and looked at him suspiciously: Do you really know how to cook?

Xie Shuo saw through her thoughts at a glance, did not explain, just stretched his arms in front of her.

Fearing to hit him, Ye Jing swallowed the question that came to his lips, and raised his hand to roll up his sleeves, revealing a strong forearm.

Xie Shuo returned to the sink to wash the vegetables. Ye Jing watched his unskilled movements. He stood for a while, feeling a little unbearable, and asked in a low voice, "Would you like to help?"

Xie Shuo glanced at her and said quietly: "No, you go to the living room to rest."

Ye Jing glanced at him again, then slowly walked back to the living room and sat down on the sofa.

She didn't want to do anything else, with her chin resting on her arm, lying on the back of the sofa looking at the busy figure in the kitchen.

I don't know how long it took when the doorbell suddenly rang outside the door.

Ye Jian felt strange, who would come here to find her?

She got up, pulled her slippers and walked to the door, opened the door, and saw a young brother standing outside holding a bunch of fresh roses, showing a standard smile: "Is it Miss Ye? Your flowers."

Ye Jing was stunned again.

You can guess who gave this flower without asking.

It wasn't until the people outside the door reminded her of her doubts that she regained her senses, smiled and thanked, and reached out to take the flowers.

The red petals are delicate, fragrant and elegant, Ye Jing returned to the living room holding the flowers and looked at the figure in the kitchen. Xie Shuo happened to look back, glanced at the roses in her arms, did not explain much, turned around and continued to be busy, ping-pong-pong-pong.

Ye Jian was stunned for a moment, and sat down again holding the flower.

Outside the window, the night gradually fell, and the lights continued to shine.

After seven o'clock, the food was on the table, with three dishes and one soup. The very simple dishes were good in appearance, not particularly brilliant, but they were not as horrible as Ye Jian had expected.

Xie Shuo washed her hands, wiped them with a towel, and took a bottle of red wine and two glasses from the wine cabinet next to them, put them on the table, raised her eyes and asked her opinion: "Drink some wine?"

Ye Jing met his eyes, and his heart jumped inexplicably, always feeling like this was the scene of a confession.

She retracted her gaze and gave a soft "um".

When the two of them were seated, Xie Shuo first filled her with a bowl of soup and placed it in front of her.

Ye Jin picked up the spoon and tasted two bites. Except for a little bit lighter, there was nothing wrong with it. She picked up the chopsticks again, and tasted one of the dishes. It was so-so. Unexpectedly, Master Xie's talent for cooking is quite high.

"How is it?" His voice sounded across.

Ye Jian raised his eyes, saw him looking at him, and suddenly remembered that he was cooking for him for the first time, and he asked him the same way.

She bent her lower lip: "Not bad."

Xie Shuo didn't seem to believe it. He took the chopsticks and tasted all the three dishes in front of him. Then he frowned slightly, obviously not very satisfied.

"..."

Unexpectedly, the eldest master is not only critical of others, but also strict with himself. Ye Yu was afraid that he would be disgusted, and wanted to withdraw the redo or ask someone to send another meal over, so he quickly diverted his attention: "Don't you want to drink? Why don't you even open the bottle?"

Xie Shuo's brows were slightly loose, took the wine bottle and opened the wine, slowly pouring two glasses.

The red wine was rippling in the crystal clear glass, shining brightly.

Ye Jing squeezed one of the cups, his red lips pressed against the rim of the cup, and he took a sip.

When eating, Xie Shuo always didn't like to talk. Ye Jian had been with him day and night for nearly a year, and he became very quiet with his ears and eyes. Of course, there was another reason, he didn't want to spoil the atmosphere.

After half a glass of wine, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, she put down her chopsticks and began to look at him with her chin, revealing a little innocence that was rare when she was awake.

Xie Shuo noticed her gaze, raised his eyes and asked, "Is full?"

Ye Jian nodded, his eyes didn't move away from him, it seemed that he was already a little bit drunk.

Xie Shuo put down the wine glass in his hand, got up to tidy the table, and temporarily put the tableware in the sink.

Ye Jing helped the table to stand up, walked to the living room, fell on the sofa, looked at the roses on the coffee table, and couldn't help but raise his lips.

After a while, the sofa sank beside him, and Xie Shuo also sat over.

Ye Jing turned his head and looked at him, the man's always cold eyebrows were shrouded in light, revealing a little gentleness.

It was like when she walked alone in the cold rain on the spring night, the glance he looked at when he lowered the car window.

There was a faint expectation in her heart. She waited for him to say something, but after waiting for a long time, she didn't see him.

Ye Jian has a problem. He tends to talk about tuberculosis as soon as he drinks too much. At this moment, the alcohol is strong and he feels a little uncomfortable. He stretched out his finger and poked his chest: "Don't you have anything to say?"

Seeing the squiggly in her eyes, Xie Shuo paused slightly, leaned towards her slightly, and lowered her voice: "What do you want to hear from me?"

He also drank, and when he drew closer, the scent of wine whipped her ears, raising the warmth.

Ye Jian's cheeks were red, and he didn't know if it was because of drunkenness or his proximity. She raised her eyes and met his calm eyes, suddenly a little irritable: "You have nothing to say, then why are you giving me flowers?"

"Don't you like it?" Xie Shuo asked with a smile on her lips, but still did not say what she wanted to hear.

He stretched out his hand, held her thin white fingers, and squeezed it lightly.

Ye Jian couldn't pry out what he said, so he didn't bother to ask, and turned his face depressed, if he didn't say anything, he wouldn't be able to hold you down!

Xie Shuo lowered his eyes and looked at her tight lips and unhappy expression, the corners of her lips smiled deeper.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, wrapped her waist, hugged her from behind, his warm breath sprayed into his ears.

Ye Jian made a sullen face twice, but finally couldn't match his strength, softened, and leaned against his shoulder involuntarily.

In sight, the roses bloomed wantonly, full and warm.

She listened to the faint heartbeat in his chest, her eyes stunned.

Carrying her down the mountain, cooking for her, and the bunch of flowers she begged for when they first went shopping, now they all make up for it one by one.

He actually remembered all the things she thought he had forgotten.

The corners of his eyes were slightly astringent, and his vision became blurred. The various emotions stuck in his heart these days seemed to have suddenly found a catharsis, and his brain surged up.

She turned around abruptly, stretched out her hand to hug him, buried her face in his shoulders, and smelled his body.

From a very young age, she would not act like a baby anymore, because she knew that no one would indulge her, but to the person in front of her, she could not help showing the truest emotions.

After a while, she muffled her mouth, her voice with a hint of aggrieved--

"Give you a chance, if you confess to me now, maybe I will be soft-hearted, and forgive your previous badness, and promise you..."

Xie Shuo raised his hand and dropped it on her thin shoulder, patted it lightly, seeming to be soothing.

He bowed his head, kissed gently in her ear, and said, "Wait."

Ye Jian:? ? ?

Ye Jian lifted his head from his arms, his eyes widened in disbelief.

She has so voluntarily backed down, but he still doesn't climb up smoothly? Wait? Wait for the day lily to cool?

Xie Shuo held her hand and looked down into her eyes, with a deep smile: "I want you to enjoy the feeling of being chased more."

What you owed before will be made up one by one in the future.

Ye Jian was startled.

The light fell from the top of the head, and the light and shadow between the two were dim, and suddenly there was a feeling of being in a dream.

After a long time, Ye Jing raised a smile, raised his eyebrows and asked, "You are not afraid to miss this opportunity and you won't be able to catch up in the future?"

Xie Shuo also hooked her lips, raised her hand and unbuttoned a button on the neckline, her collarbone was half exposed, and one arm was placed on the sofa behind her, as if she was wrapped in her arms.

He looked at her with drowsy brows and eyes, as if she was full of spirits in the year she first met him.

"Then try."

Ye Jing met his eyes, and his chest suddenly jumped.

She forcibly pressed the throbbing in her heart, raised her lips and smiled. For a moment, she felt like a new life, her eyes shining brightly: "Okay, then try."

She suddenly leaned over, her slender hands draped over his shoulders, and her red lips came to his ears—

"I used to be the flower of our department. There are so many boys chasing me. God pays for my hard work, Mr. Xie, you go for it."

The author has something to say: I’m very sorry, but I have to take a leave of absence from everyone. One reason is that I am not feeling well, and my left abdomen always hurts. Now my house has not been unblocked and I cannot go to the hospital for examination; I was scolded by my father)

There is another reason. I feel that the previous part is poorly written, and I want to re-edit the plot. In fact, I have been entangled in the matter for a long time. The more difficult it is, I don’t want to leave this story too much regret, so I decided to try my best to fix it in the end;

The update will be resumed in about two to four days. I am not sure if I can make up for the double update. I will try my best~

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