Hidden Marriage to the End: My Husband Is a Dramatist

Chapter 189
Su Anqian looked at the text message and frowned, and immediately called him.

This time Su Qinchen answered, his voice sounded very gentle, "What's wrong?"

She sat cross-legged on the sofa, and simply turned off the TV, "Brother, what are you doing tonight? Why didn't you come back."

Su Qinchen's side was very quiet, and it was almost impossible to tell where it was. The more it was like this, the more worried Su Anqian felt.

Su Qinchen was still calm, and asked after a while: "What's wrong? Don't dare to sleep alone?"

Su Anqian shook her head, "Brother, I don't know what you did, but...is it dangerous?"

Only then did the man smile, "I'll be fine, don't worry, huh?" Before she could speak, he continued: "Close the doors and windows before going to bed, and don't kick the quilt at night, but no one will cover you. "

Gentle voice, slightly doting.

After hanging up the phone, Su Anqian was still worried, what if brother really fell into Yan Xijue's trap and violated the law?
The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she became. When she realized it, it was displayed on the screen that she had already called Yan Xijue.

She frowned, listening to the low voice over there.

"...Why don't you talk?" Yan Xijue's deep, pleasant voice sounded like he was in a car.

Su Anqian put the phone to her ear, pursed her lips, "Yan Xijue, can I ask, what you know, what my brother would do?"

Yan Xijue seemed to be smiling, "Isn't it inappropriate to ask me this question?"

Even so, there was no displeasure in his tone.

Su Anqian's voice faded, "I know, I'm just worried that he will make another mistake."

Yan Xijue was slightly silent.

"He refuses to get over this matter, there must be a way to solve it." So there must be a process, after Yan Xijue finished speaking, he meant to reason with her.

She turned her head and looked out the dark window, suddenly remembered what he said before, and asked, "Are you really going on a business trip?"

If it's just a cover, it's just to make my brother hit the gun.

"Don't believe me?" Yan Xijue raised his voice slightly.

She didn't say anything either.

However, after hanging up the phone for about twenty minutes, the doorbell rang.

Su Anqian thought it was her brother who came back, so she hurriedly got up from the sofa, walked over and opened the door, and saw the tall figure standing outside the door, but she was stunned, "What's wrong with you?"

Yan Xijue lowered his eyebrows with a half-smile, "It's driving so fast, how long have you been waiting?"

Su Anqian would not answer his words, but her face paled, "Why are you here?"

Yan Xijue tilted his head slightly, raised his chin slightly and pointed to the car parked not far away, and said in a low voice: "Didn't you suspect that I'm going abroad fake? I asked you to check my luggage."

She frowned, cursing 'sick' in her heart, and was about to close the door, when his strong arm raised to support the door frame, and the corners of her mouth were slightly bent: "If you don't go up to check, then I go in and sit?"

He must have done it on purpose. He knew that brother would not come back tonight, so he ran here blatantly.

After thinking about it, Su Anqian wisely chose the former and never let him into the house.

He opened the car door for her, as if to actually let her get in the car and check her luggage.

But she looked at him and took another step back, "I see, you can go."

Just about to turn around, a force pulled her over, the car door slammed shut, and at the same time her waist had reached the car body, in front of her was the man's broad shoulders, slightly lowered, "Are you so perfunctory?"

Su An frowned slightly, turned his face to the side, a little nervous, showing impatience on his face, "I'm not interested in your luggage, you step aside, it's cold, are you responsible for the cold?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the man suddenly stepped forward, folded his arms, and wrapped her in his arms, and even pulled the skirt of his coat, almost hugging her completely.

The chin was just above her head, and her voice became deeper and deeper, "Is it still cold?...The tricks of women's tricks to hug are good, at least I like it, so let's hug for a while."

She frowned, wanted to push, but seemed hypocritical, closed her eyes, and took her hand back, "My brother will be back soon, he sent me a text message to say."

It seems that I heard the man laughing low above his head, and then said: "So, should I speed up and finish everything I want to do?"

Knowing that she spoke plain words, he also took advantage of the situation.

Before Su Anqian could react, he let go of her slightly, moved his hands to her waist and tightened them into her arms.

At that time, the night was obviously very cold, but Su Anqian really couldn't feel the slightest bit of cold air, only his breath was left in her body, carrying the warmth from the coat, wantonly filling her nerves.

The vehicle behind her was icy, she couldn't feel it, she just felt his generous palm resting on her back.

Only then did he forcefully let go of her, his black eyes closed, his thin lips were reluctant to leave her, "Did you have drug on your body, huh?"

When Su Anqian heard what he said, she raised her eyes slightly, "I think, anyone who touches me like this will be poisoned to death."

Yan Xijue smiled softly, "That's also willing."

Su Anqian didn't think much, and said casually: "Go to hell, I didn't stop you."

He actually looked at her very seriously, extremely seriously, and then said in a low voice: "I'm serious, if one day you are really so cruel, maybe I will do it."

Su An was stunned for a moment, not daring to look into his black eyes, as if afraid of being sucked into them in the next second.

Seeing her slightly nervous, Yan Xijue eased his tone, "Anyway, I've lived for nearly 30 years, and I've lived a life that I should experience. I don't have any regrets, let alone..."

He gently hooked her chin, "You told me to die, I have no hope."

She knocked off his hand, "I'm not that capable of controlling your Fourth Young Master Yan's life." She looked a little unhappy.

But she didn't expect that what he said would come true later, even if she didn't say it, he would have chosen that way.

Yan Xijue curled his lips slightly, "It's almost time for me to leave. The longer I stay here, the more I need to increase my horsepower when I go to the airport. In case of speeding accident..."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Before he could say anything, she interrupted with a frown, then pushed him, got out of his arms, turned around and walked home.

Behind Yan Xijue came a low-pitched smile that was half a smile: "Is there no parting kiss?"

Su Anqian has already closed the door with a 'bang'.

In fact, she should be angry, but it doesn't seem to be that strong. I can't tell the reason, but this feeling makes her uneasy.

(End of this chapter)