Hidden Marriage to the End: My Husband Is a Dramatist

Chapter 164 I'm Not Ready
After staring at him quietly for a while, she frowned slightly, looked at the quilt, and sat up without slow movements.

Seeing her defensive appearance, Yan Xijue's eyes became colder and colder, he turned and left the bedroom without saying a word.

Su An sat in a daze for a while, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, frowned softly, knocked her head angrily, made the bed and left after a long time.

When she went downstairs, Yan Xijue placed a computer in front of the living room, and Ji Cheng stood aside.

Su An looked at him for a while, thought for a while, and walked over, "Mr. Yan, if you are fine, I have to go to the hotel."

Yan Xijue's fingers on the keyboard stopped, and he looked up at her indifferently, with a blank expression on his face, "Are you working?"

She nodded.

Yan Xijue said lightly: "I didn't go all day, it's okay not to go, I also said, I can give you the wages."

Su Anqian didn't know why he was a little emotional, so she just pursed her lips, "I'm not short of money, but I need to explain my work."

Without saying a word, Yan Xijue put the phone on the side in front of her, "I can explain it clearly when I make a call."

After all, she closed her eyes, and went to the side to take her bag, "Then please Yan Xijue to figure it out, the taxi fare from last night, my lost work fee, and the recipes are not cheap, all of them Give it, it’s good to be clear.”

Listening to her words, Yan Xijue's complexion tended to get darker and darker, and in the end it was only Minle's thin lips, just like looking at Ji Cheng.

Ji Cheng bowed slightly, and said to her, "Miss An can talk as much as she wants, and I will satisfy you in these matters as appropriate, so I will trouble you to take care of Mr. Yan."

Su Anqian put down her bag, looked at him, but couldn't speak.

For that whole day, she never left his villa.

Yan Xijue looked much better, and he didn't feel any discomfort, and she didn't meet him much until dinner time.

"I can only eat this all the time?" Yan Xijue sat on the other side and suddenly asked.

Su An raised her head and glanced at him, then looked at his light diet, "If you want to eat, then feel free, as long as you can bear it."

The implication is that she does not object to his self-abuse.

Yan Xijue pursed his thin lips, took a deep breath, and finally said nothing.

When he got up the next day, Su Anqian made breakfast for him and left for the hotel, but Yan Xijue didn't call her on the way.

Songtao residence.

Yan Xijue sat at the dining table, frowning slightly, "What about her?"

Ji Cheng stood aside and said in a low voice, "I've already left. It seems that there is work at the hotel, or...shall I call her?"

Yan Xijue waved his hand. Although he has done things that lost his dignity, there are some things that he can't rush.

"Has the itinerary been arranged?" Yan Xijue asked after a while.

Ji Cheng nodded: "It's all arranged, don't worry!"

After thinking about it, Ji Cheng tried to suggest: "Mr. Yan, this trip will last for several days, and the work is relatively tight. I'm afraid your health won't be able to handle it. Although I brought Miss An's recipe, I'm afraid others won't be able to make it. Would you like me to invite you?" Did she go with you?"

Yan Xijue put down the tableware, and twitched the corner of his mouth, "Do you think she can come with me?"

With such a short time, I couldn't keep myself from slipping away, so how could I follow him on a business trip to take care of him?

Ji Cheng had no choice but to purse his lips, and didn't say any more.

... the weekend in a blink of an eye.

Su Anqian was tired for a few days, so she wanted to wake up a little later on purpose, but after going to bed again, she fell asleep very late, and was very hungry.

The weather outside the window is not very good, no wonder it is so good to sleep.

She rubbed her eyes, washed her bare feet, and yawned when she came out, completely relaxing herself.

If it was before, she would definitely have a glass of milk and some bread for breakfast, but now, even if she is alone, she has to make a very particular breakfast.

While preparing ingredients, he suddenly heard the doorbell.

She paused, looking puzzled.

How could someone come at this time?And she didn't tell anyone the address of her home, except for Wan Ge.

"Who is it?" She stood at the door and looked at the cat's eyes, but saw nothing.

Look again, but saw a bunch of flowers.

Something seemed to flash through my mind.

While thinking, he opened the door.

Sure enough, Ye Ling's slender figure was standing at the door, holding a bouquet of delicate roses in his hand, looking at her with a smile, and slightly lowered his eyebrows: "Are you surprised?"

Su Anqian simply froze on the spot, "You, how could you?"

With a helpless expression on her face, Ye Ling raised her hand to touch her uncombed long hair, "I knew you would forget about my coming, really!"

Ye Ling embraced her with one hand, passed the flowers over, and walked in naturally, with a smile on his face all the time, looked at her, and then at the kitchen, "Are you making breakfast?"

Su Anqian still nodded in a daze, she really forgot about it, so he came very suddenly.

It's okay over there, there is Qiuqiu and father at home, but now she is alone, she doesn't know how to get along with Ye Ling alone, she even said that she is a little nervous, nervous and can't refuse some things from happening.

Ye Ling just smiled gently, "It's just right, I didn't eat, I came here just after getting off the plane."

Su Anqian blinked, "Why are you in such a rush? No wonder you look a little haggard." She looked at him, put the flowers at the entrance, and took the coat for him, "Do you want to sleep for a while?"

Ye Ling turned around and hugged her, and said in a low voice, "No, let's have breakfast together, and then rest. I have something to do in the afternoon, and I'll be free tomorrow."

She just nodded, unable to break free, she just said: "Then you rest first, I will make breakfast, and I will call you later?"

Ye Ling didn't let go of her, "Well... I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you so much!"

She smiled helplessly, "Then you can't hold me like this all the time, how can I make breakfast?"

Ye Ling just smiled, "You do yours, I'll hug mine." Then she changed her words: "Hold for a while, then I'll cook and you rest. I'm here to take care of you, not to enjoy."

This was said very seriously, so Su Anqian couldn't answer.

The two of them entered the kitchen like that, at first he hugged her all the time, then turned to the main position and started making breakfast, and she was not allowed to go out, so he had to watch.

Ye Ling's cooking skills are also good, the breakfast for the two of them didn't take too long, and it was neatly placed on the dining table.

"Eat!" She looked at him with a smile, and put the chopsticks on the table.

The moment Ye Ling lowered his eyebrows, he seemed to see the slight redness on the back of her hands, and frowned, "What's wrong with your hands?"

Su Anqian's heart tightened for a moment. She couldn't mention Yan Xijue, so she pursed her lips and said, "...it's okay, I accidentally got burned a few days ago!"

His hand has already been held by him, "Sure enough, I can't take care of myself, so it makes people worry!"

"It's okay..." Seeing Ye Ling love her hand more than she did, Su Anqian was somewhat moved.

But he couldn't withdraw his hand, and looked up to meet his lowered gaze, full of affection, his thin lips moved slightly, "Do you miss me?"

She pursed her lips and wanted to lower her eyebrows, but her chin was slightly hooked by him, her breath getting closer and closer.

Su Anqian only felt that her heart was beating violently. It was not an ignorant emotion, but a different kind of nervousness. She didn't know how to refuse the nervousness.

She suddenly turned her face to the side after the close touch, and stammered out of fear of Ye Ling's embarrassment: "I, I haven't...washed up yet."

Ye Ling looked at her in a low voice, holding her small face in his palm, and said in a hoarse voice, "I don't mind."

She has no other chance to refuse.

Ye Ling finally let go of her, but his arms were tense, and the tip of his nose was pressed against her forehead.

"Qianqian." The hoarse voice already foreshadowed something, and her thumb stroked the side of her face.

Su Anqian didn't even dare to open her eyes, she held the corner of his clothes tightly with her palms, wanted to say something, finally found her voice, put her hands on his heart, "Ye Ling...well, I'm hungry."

This is not something urgent, nor is it a perfect excuse, she knows, but apart from this, she really can't think of anything else.

Ye Ling lowered his eyebrows and looked at her for a while, then closed his eyes, and smiled helplessly and dotingly, "Nervous?"

He saw it.

She swallowed nervously, nodded her head, "I, I'm not ready yet."

If it was normal, she would despise the mother of a child if she said she was not ready for such a thing, but she was really not ready to go this far with Ye Ling.

She also knew that she was selfish, if she really didn't want to, she shouldn't have pulled him back then, but she had no other way, because without Ye Ling's words, Dad wouldn't let her give birth to Qiuqiu.

It's all right now, Dad has identified this son-in-law, but she is not mentally prepared to develop further.

"It's okay." Ye Ling finally said in a low voice.

Su Anqian said she was grateful in her heart, looked up at him, and pointed to the table, "Let's have dinner together."

Ye Ling watched her walking towards the dining table, still nervous, he just wanted to laugh, this is not a mother, she is a teenage girl.

(End of this chapter)