Affectionate trapping

Chapter 104 You Are Jealous
Shen Yuli's eyes dimmed, curled up his fingers, and lightly rubbed the spot where she had kissed.

Wen Xi was bewildered by his fiery eyes, and went to get the bag as a cover, "Let's go."

He chased after her crimson ear tips, and after she got out of the car, he raised his hand and put it on the back of her hand, and smiled with downcast eyes.

Wen Xi was tangled and confused after throbbing.

If you look at it rationally, she will guide Shang Miao to come out to thank the "benefactor" in person based on this point, and will slowly let her go out of her own world and contact the outside world, but she can't get rid of the emotional factor.

What kind of feelings does Miaomiao have for Shen Yuli?

Is the only photo of the opposite sex that can be kept in the mobile phone, a photo that was taken secretly with so much effort, is it really just gratitude?
Wen Xi sat on the sofa, looking at the figures moving in the kitchen, holding his chin a little depressed.

Using the "savior" to guide her out was her first thought when she first heard her story, but when she knew that person was Shen Yuli, she couldn't practice this way.

...Sure enough, she is not a qualified psychological counselor, and she cannot throw away her sensibility and completely pursue rationality.

In fact, it is not necessary to take this path, but she just gave up because of her reasons, which made her feel frustrated and sad.

When Shen Yuli finished cooking, he saw that she seemed to be wandering away, so he walked over and brought a burst of vegetable aroma.

He leaned over and pinched her face: "What are you thinking? So fascinated."

Wen Xi suddenly stretched his arms around him, and he subconsciously straightened his waist, letting her stick to his abdomen.

He was stunned, and gently placed his palm on the back of her head: "What's the matter, baby?"

Wen Xi took a deep breath, and suddenly asked in a muffled voice, "Do many people like you?"

His eyes lit up, and he was in a good mood: "Are you jealous?"

Wen Xi: "..."

He held her face up, scrutinized her expression: "Why do you ask this?"

"It's just that people who miss you are so good, there must be many people who like them."

"You use this adjective on me..." He chuckled, as if it was a little strange: "I feel really strange."

"Has no one ever praised you for being nice?"

"No." On the contrary, many people said he was bad.

Wen Xi blinked: "That's because they don't understand you."

He pinched her chin in a funny way and shook it lightly: "Aren't you the same before?"

"...That's what I was wrong about before."

Shen Yuli pushed away her teeth/teeth that were biting her red lips, and tapped her lips with her fingertips. Seeing her face gradually turning red, she let go contentedly: "Eat, don't trick me here."

"..."

Why is this man always like this!

Most of the messy thoughts that were teased by him were dispersed. In fact, this matter is not a big deal.

Someone like him should be liked.

Thinking of the things Liang Zhu told her back then, who knows how many girls' youth he has been, and how many people's years he has amazed.

Sitting at the dinner table, Wen Xi said to him seemingly unintentionally while eating: "Aren't you curious how I know you saved Miaomiao?"

"Not curious." He raised his eyes and glanced at her, "But if you want to say it, you can say it. You have been holding back for a long time."

"..." Wen Xi opened her lips: "Miaomiao told me that she saw you today, and after it was over, her mother showed me a photo, saying that she found it on Miaomiao's phone before."

Shen Yuli stopped Jiacai's movements, and raised her eyes to look at her emotionlessly.

"That photo is of you."

He asked calmly, "So?"

Seeing his indifferent appearance, Wen Xi didn't know what to say for a moment, she pursed her lips and bowed her head: "It's okay."

He calmed down, put down his chopsticks, and reached out to hold her hand on the table, "Baby."

She didn't see what he said, so she blinked: "Huh?"

The two looked at each other silently, and something seemed obvious, but neither of them continued to discuss that topic.

He withdrew his hand to help her pick up a piece of meat: "Hurry up and eat."

The dinner table fell into silence, only the sound of chewing remained. Shen Yuli finished eating first, and lowered his head to touch his phone.

Wen Xi had almost finished eating, and looked up at him from time to time, seeing his delicate eyebrows and contours, unconsciously fascinated by it, biting his chopsticks for a long time in silence.

Shen Yuli raised his eyes suddenly, meeting her dazed gaze.

He stretched out his hand, pulled out the chopsticks in her hand, rubbed her face with a smile, and said lightly, "What's wrong with you? Do you think I'm stupid?"

Wen Xi hadn't come to his senses yet, he suddenly stood up across the table, hooked the back of her head and pressed down.

Her messy emotions were shattered by his turbulent kiss. In the end, her brain was pale and empty, unable to form any thoughts.
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In mid-December, the first heavy snowfall of this winter was ushered in. The goose feathers fluttered like catkins, and soon a layer of silver frost formed on the ground.

Wen Xi remembered that he would accompany Shang Miao to build a snowman, so he arranged the time for these two days. After the snow stopped, he went to Shang Miao's house.

After nearly 10 minutes of communication with her, Shang Miao was willing to come out with her.

The two rolled snowballs, and Wen Xi asked her what shape to make?

She raised her eyes, her pupils were dark and bright, but her cheeks were the same color as the snow on the ground: "Let's be a giant panda."

"Okay." Wen Xi rubbed his fingers: "But I'm not very skilled. If you think about what a giant panda looks like, I'll follow you to pile it up."

"Ah."

Most of the time when they were together, it was Wen Xi who was talking, and she would occasionally reply with a sentence or two. Shang Miao's mother watched from a distance, with a gratified smile in the corner of her eyes.

The two of them worked so hard that their backs were covered with a thin layer of sweat. Wen Xi was afraid that Shang Miao would catch a cold, so he let her rest on the side, and quickly finished the finishing work by himself.

After she finished, she stood beside the snowman and waved to Shang Miao: "Come here and let's take a group photo."

She hesitated: "Let me help you take pictures."

"Together, this is done by the two of us, of course we have to make a memorial together."

She observed her expression and saw that she was not so repulsive, so she said a few more words, and finally persuaded, Wen Xi smiled: "Auntie, take a photo for us!"

"okay!"

Shang Miao was a little afraid of the camera, lowered her head, and squeezed her fingers together nervously.

"Miaomiao, look at the camera, let's call eggplant together."

She pressed her upper and lower lips tightly, and in Wen Xi's gentle and encouraging tone, mustered up the courage to raise her chin, and Shang Miao's mother pressed the shutter button instantly.

Sitting back in the room, the two were holding hot tea.

Wen Xi gently blew away the tea leaves, brewed for a moment in his heart, and said: "Miaomiao, do you still remember what the person who saved you looked like?"

Hearing this, Shang Miao put down her teacup and raised her eyes, her eyes were clear enough to see everything: "Sister, do you know that person is your boyfriend?"

Wen Xi didn't seem surprised, and sighed silently: "Yes."

Shang Miao is too smart, as long as there is a slight hint, she can see the truth.

(End of this chapter)