After dreaming about the flowers of the high mountains, he actually?

"Ms. Wen, it's your first time learning to bake biscuits, and you can bake them so deliciously. It's really amazing."

While praising Wen Zhi, Aunt Lin also hinted at her: "Sir, you haven't eaten the biscuits you baked, right? Can you get some for him to try?"

When Wen Zhi heard this, he turned around and pretended to be busy: "Forget it, I'm not very good at baking."

"This is not baked well. It's so delicious." Aunt Lin quickly pulled Wen Zhi's hand, and her hint turned into urging: "Go quickly, sir, he will definitely eat it."

Wen Zhi actually had no idea at all.

Shang Hexing might not even take a look.

But she couldn't help but Aunt Lin kept encouraging her to deliver biscuits to Shang Hexing.

How could she not want to see him?

We haven’t seen each other for several days.

But she was afraid of seeing the look in his eyes that disgusted her...

"Miss Wen, if you don't go, sir, it's time to leave." Aunt Lin urged again.

This urging finally gave Wen Zhi courage.

She nodded and agreed: "Okay."

Then put some of the freshly baked cranberry cookies on a plate and take them out.

The large living room is connected to the glass patio, and the sound of water flows down from behind the rockery and swirls into the pool.

The leather sofa is backed by the patio, and half-person-high green plants are placed on both sides of the glass.

The light coming in from outside was half bright and half dark. Shang Hexing sat quietly on the right side of the sofa. The light and shadow of the green plants overlapped on his body. At this moment, he lowered his eyes and held his mobile phone in his hand.

Wen Zhi deliberately stepped lightly and tried not to disturb him.Until he got closer, a slight sound made him raise his eyes and look at her. Then he looked away without any trace. His face was cold and he could not get closer.

Wen Zhi took a deep breath, slowly squatted down, and placed the plate of biscuits in his hand on the coffee table: "These are the biscuits baked by Aunt Lin."

She was afraid that if she said she baked it herself, Shang Hexing wouldn't even take a look.

However, it turns out that even if she didn't say that she baked it herself, Shang Hexing didn't even look at it.

He also ignored her.

After all, she was still afraid that he would be more upset when he saw her, so Wen Zhi prepared to get up and leave quietly.

Perhaps when he saw that she was about to leave, Shang Hexing's voice came from behind, in a calm tone:
"When did you come back?"

Wen Zhi's back stiffened, and he replied in an unnatural voice: "...I've been back for almost an hour."

"What are you doing back here?" Shang Hexing put away his phone and his eyes fell on her slender back.

Wen Zhi's voice was much lower: "Get your luggage."

Shang Hexing chuckled softly: "Take your luggage, do you plan to never come back to live in it again?"

The moment he finished speaking, Wen Zhi felt like his whole body was covered with light.

She turned around slowly and met his deep gaze impartially. Her heart felt like it was being squeezed and strangled, and she felt indescribable embarrassment.

"I, I..." Wen Zhi said and lowered his head, not having the courage to look him in the eye: "I am not qualified to come back and live here again, so I just thought of packing all my luggage."

Shang Hexing sneered lightly and said in an extremely sarcastic tone: "You also know that you are not qualified."

Wen Zhi closed his eyes: "Sorry, I disturbed you by coming back to pick up my luggage today. There won't be a next time."

After saying that, she stood up and left in embarrassment.

At this moment, Shang Hexing suddenly reached out and grabbed Wen Zhi's wrist to pull her back.

Wen Zhi thought he still had something to ask, but she didn't expect that what greeted her was his overwhelming and powerful kiss.

He pressed her down on the sofa, with her long curly hair spread out on the sofa. One big hand held her arm, and the other hand grabbed her chin.

Her breath was filled with the rich scent of him, the scent that she had always missed.

She didn't resist too much, but took the initiative to put her arms around his neck.

Her initiative at this moment was undoubtedly a stronger fire. Before she could calm down, Shang Hexing suddenly picked her up from the sofa in a horizontal hug.

The sudden feeling of weightlessness made her hug his neck tightly: "Shang Hexing..."

However, this time Shang Hexing didn't give Wen Zhi a chance to hesitate and carried her upstairs directly.

……

Until dusk falls.Shang Hexing casually picked up the shirt on the ground, put it on his body, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

He stood for a moment, then lit a cigarette.

Smoke lingered on his angular face. He quietly finished a cigarette until there was a slight movement on the bed in the room. He turned sideways and looked back at the woman who had turned over.

Her fair and jade-like back, her long curly hair scattered all over the pillow, her delicate body...

She is exhausted.

Shang Hexing stared at the fair back for a long time, then suddenly raised his hand to put out the sparks from the cigarette butt, and walked towards the house.

Wen Zhi slept in a daze, but his senses were clear.

She noticed it when the quilt was lifted, until the man started again, she finally couldn't bear it and pushed him away: "Are you done?"

"It's still early."

Shang Hexing replied to her with two words and then focused on more important things.

……

The next day.

Wen Zhi got up soon after dawn. Shang Hexing knew when she got up because he asked her, "Where are you going?"

Wen Zhi put on his clothes silently and didn't reply to him.

She endured her physical discomfort and went downstairs first.

Aunt Lin was making breakfast in the kitchen at this time. Wen Zhi went in and asked her, "Aunt Lin, where is my suitcase?"

Aunt Lin smiled brightly: "Miss Wen got up so early, why don't you sleep a little longer."

"Can't sleep." Wen Zhi immediately asked again: "Aunt Lin, where is my suitcase?"

Aunt Lin said: "Leave it alone."

Wen Zhi asked: "Where did you put it?"

Aunt Lin hesitated and refused to say where to put it.

Wen Zhi understood that it was the man who instructed Aunt Lin to do this. As long as the man didn't let go, Aunt Lin would not tell her where the suitcase was, and she would never get the suitcase and leave today.

Wen Zhi had no choice but to come out of the kitchen just as Shang Hexing came down from upstairs.

He was wearing casual home clothes, with loose hair hanging in front of his forehead. He looked very young, it would be an exaggeration to say he was in his early twenties.

"Are you leaving early in the morning?" he asked first.

Wen Zhi met his gaze and said, "I want to get my luggage back."

He walked down the last step and walked towards her: "Are you going to stop leaving after getting the suitcase?"

Wen Zhi breathed heavily. As he got closer, the absurdity of yesterday inevitably appeared in his mind.

From day to night, he almost tortured her to death.

"I, I just want to know where my suitcase is." Wen Zhi plucked up the courage to say.

Shang Hexing approached step by step: "Is there anything special inside?"

Wen Zhi nodded: "Of course."

Shang Hexing: "What is it?"

what is...

But Wen Zhi couldn't answer. What she wanted was her prayer beads, the most important thing to her.

But the more she was afraid of showing that she cared about the beads, the more Shang Hexing refused to let her take them back.

Seeing that she didn't answer, his eyes became warm and cold, and he reminded her as he passed by her: "Come here for breakfast."

Wen Zhi had no choice but to follow him.

Not long after sitting down at the dining table, Aunt Lin served breakfast one after another. Wen Zhi watched quietly without moving his chopsticks because he really had no appetite.

"Don't you want to eat?" He saw it and asked again deliberately.

Wen Zhi said softly: "No appetite."

He looked at her: "Is it because you didn't sleep well last night?"