Occupy a petite wife

Suddenly, there was a sense of tension in the body.

Xiao Zhan narrowed his eyes, and a dark fire flashed in his eyes.

This is his territory, as long as he wants, she will never escape.

But what he really wants is...

"It just so happens that I have something to tell you. You sit down for a while." After he finished speaking, he went to the cloakroom to get dressed without looking at her again.

Wenxin couldn't see Xiao Zhan's expression at this time, "Okay."

She sat on the sofa and waited for him.

A few minutes later, Xiao Zhan finished changing clothes.

"How is your injury? It's not serious, right?" He asked warmly as soon as he sat down.

The concern in her words softened the coldness between his brows, Xiao Zhan said calmly: "Small injury, it will be fine in a few days."

Take a sip of coffee warmly, and persuade with kind words, "I advise you to be careful, don't think that you are an indestructible body, if something goes wrong, you will regret it before it is too late."

Seeing her preaching appearance, Xiao Zhan raised his eyebrows and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

The more we get along, the more interesting he finds her.

He was sitting facing the balcony outside, and the pot of blooming sunflowers on the table actually belonged to her.At the beginning when Su Qin severed ties with her, he asked someone to bring out all the warm things, including this potted flower.

Rong Li forcibly took her away, but all her personal belongings were left behind, and finally he took her back to Mexico and put them in a special room.

Only this potted flower still lives under the blue sky and white clouds.

For more than two years, the sunflowers have grown better and better, and a bigger flowerpot was changed halfway.When this flower is in full bloom, it is colorful, and the flowers are small, dotted in a piece of green, becoming a fresh and beautiful scenery.

And she didn't know about it.

Xiao Zhan narrowed his eyes slightly, "What do you want to ask me for?"

Closer to home, Wen Xin was a little nervous and a little embarrassed.

She sat upright, put her hands on her knees, organized her words in her mind, and said in a low voice: "Xiao Zhan, I have made up with Rongli, so there is no need to continue the plan we discussed earlier. "

She just nodded in agreement, but she regretted it after two or three days. For her backlash, Xin Xin knew that she was not upright, and was afraid that Xiao Zhan would think she was teasing him, so she insisted on explaining it to him face to face, so as not to cause misunderstandings.

From the moment he saw her appearing in his room, he had guessed the reason. He had guessed many possibilities, but he didn't expect that she came to stop.

He stared straight at her, the soft light in his eyes was frozen by the cold and condensed into ice.

His knuckles were bent stiffly, and he asked her calmly, "When did you decide?"

The warm face was slightly stiff, "Last night."

Hearing her answer, Xiao Zhan felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Last night he was hit by a hail of bullets and nearly died, but at the same moment, she returned to Rongli's embrace, everything was perfect.

Isn't this ironic?

"Have you figured it out?"

Wen Xin nodded, and said softly: "Rong Li doesn't mind."

Don't mind anything, he knew, and it was actually in his expectation.

Because Rongli's treatment of her can be called crazy.

What he wanted to know at this moment was that she had been hiding the truth before, so how did Rongli know about it?

Did she confess it herself, or did someone else tell Rongli?

If it is the latter, it can only mean that Rongli is lucky, and God gave him a chance to regain warmth; if it is the former, it means that she is eager to return to Rongli, even if she promised him a fake marriage...

Xiao Zhan suddenly felt very annoyed.

He picked up the cigarette case on the coffee table, took out the cigarette and put it in his mouth, and reached for the lighter.

Seeing this, Wen Xin habitually wanted to stop her, "Hey, you are still a patient!"

The lighter with cold metallic luster ignited a light blue flame, Xiao Zhan lowered his head slightly, and lit a cigarette.

"Smoking a cigarette won't kill anyone."

His voice was faintly cold.

The warmth is stagnant.

"Second-hand smoke is more harmful! You are not afraid of death yourself, please don't harm others!" This is her usual admonition.

The trick that has been tried time and again has failed this time.

Xiao Zhan exhaled smoke, which was in vain, and dispersed in the air, "Smoking is my freedom."

The implication is, what right do you Wenxin have to interfere, and why should I care about your feelings?

His eyes were unfathomable, piercing through the cloud of white smoke and piercing her body.

Her back was stiff, Wen Xin was a little embarrassed, as if she was really meddling.

With a forced smile on the corner of her mouth, she changed the subject and asked him tentatively, "Well, about the wedding, you haven't started preparing yet, have you?"

The hand holding the slender cigarette paused slightly, Xiao Zhan squinted his eyes, his posture was lazy, and his tone was light, as if he didn't take this matter to heart before, he said casually: "I'm very busy these two days, I don't have time Go get ready." After a pause, he dusted off the cigarette ash, and stared at her with his long and narrow eyes, "There is no need to prepare now."

Wen Xin breathed a sigh of relief when she heard him say this, and said with a slight smile, "That's good, that's good."

Otherwise, she would feel even more guilty for making him busy for nothing.

She smiled at him apologetically, "Xiao Zhan, I'm sorry, I..."

"You don't have to apologize." He interrupted her loudly, took a deep breath of cigarettes, and said indifferently between his handsome brows, "Anyway, I don't really want to marry you."

"..." Wen Xin's face was hot with embarrassment.

Why does this sound like she is being passionate?

Touching her hot cheek, she raised her eyes and looked at the man opposite, "You just said you have something to tell me, what is it?"

A strange look flashed across his eyes, Xiao Zhan took the ashtray and put out the cigarette butt vigorously, "It's nothing, it's just that the second phase of the resort's project is about to be completed, you tell President Qiao to take the time to check the results .”

It turned out to be about work.

Wen Xin was slightly surprised, and quickly calmed down, smiling, "Okay, I will report to my aunt when I get back."

The bitterness of nicotine remained in his mouth, Xiao Zhan nodded lightly.

In fact, he originally wanted to tell her that he found several internationally renowned wedding dress designers, and wanted to ask her which day she would be free and what kind of wedding dress she wanted for the wedding. He knew that girls love beauty.

Even if it was just a formal wedding, he inexplicably wanted to give her the best and make her unforgettable for the rest of her life.

But when she said that after reconciling with Rongli, the wedding dress, wedding...all of these are unnecessary.

The room suddenly fell into silence, and the atmosphere felt a little weird. Wen Xin stared at the coffee on the coffee table for ten seconds and made up his mind.

"Xiao Zhan, I have heard all about the grievances between you and Rongli."

Xiao Zhan's eyes froze, he looked at her fixedly, Wen Xin was a little nervous by his deep gaze.

He took out another cigarette, and said with a half-smile: "Why, are you here to enlighten me?"