Hidden Marriage to the End: My Husband Is a Dramatist

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They looked at each other relatively quietly for a long time, finally Su Anqian closed his eyes, his attitude improved slightly, he brushed his long hair, said in a low voice: "I'm sorry." Then he walked to the bed, "I'm really sleepy."

He took off his shoes casually, went to the bedside and muted his phone, and was about to go to bed, but he could feel the man behind him approaching.

Yan Xijue didn't speak, his gloomy face showed no expected anger, and he grabbed her wrist with one hand.

Sensitively, she quickly raised her body to avoid it, and he raised his other hand to wrap around her waist, letting her struggle without any intention of compromising, the free hand finally grasped her wrist.

Because she pursed her lips and retreated uncooperatively, Yan Xijue's tall body was moved back two steps by her.

After a slightly messy and low sound, she was pushed against the bedside table.

Yan Xijue looked at her with dark eyes, and said in a mellow voice, "Have you calmed down?"

Su Anqian was slightly stunned, loosened his hand, and said lightly: "I'm not angry."

The man smiled helplessly, "Write everything on your forehead if you have something, what can you pretend?"

She pursed her lips and said nothing.

After a while, Yan Xijue said in a deep voice, "Wan'er had an accident while filming and was admitted to the hospital in the afternoon."

Is this an explanation?She turned her face slightly to look at him, and said lightly: "There are so many women in the world, if you want to take care of every ex, don't you want to practice avatar first?"

The tone is flat, but the irony is already obvious.

This little woman's words became more and more thorny. How could it be Miss Su who bit the bullet and pretended to be serious to negotiate a deal with him?
Yan Xijue looked at her with lowered eyebrows, but the corners of his mouth curled almost imperceptibly, "I have many exes?"

"Who knows." The corners of her mouth moved, "I'm not interested, I want to sleep..."

Before he finished speaking, his lips were sealed.

She was a little annoyed, she stared at her beautiful eyes, but the man's eyes were slightly closed, and the thick eyelashes reflected two rows of shadows.

It didn't take long before he slowly opened his eyes. The bottom of his pupils were dark and dizzy, with a slight smile, he said to her, "Don't talk nonsense, I will be very wronged."

Su Anqian resisted the urge to roll her eyes, saying that he was aggrieved because he had many women?

He stared straight at her.

Su Anqian frowned, "If you have something to say, get out of the way if you have nothing to do, don't just lean in!"

It's not an illusion. Many times, once he gets close, it's difficult for her mind to function normally, and she doesn't feel very safe.

The man smiled lowly, and said: "Wan'er is different from others, she is not someone else, maybe there will be time to take care of her in the future."

She frowned lightly at first, but when she heard this, she didn't think too much, and said casually: "So, it's not someone else, who is that?"

Yan Xijue looked at the woman with lowered eyebrows, did not reply, and fell into his own thoughts.

It is said that it is difficult to truly love someone who has loved deeply. For Ye Ling, she has done so much, doesn't she regret it?

In fact, it's fair, he twitched the corners of his mouth again, never, he never thought about who he wanted to love, he used to think that he would spend his life step by step, doing what he should do with age, so it was a luxury for him to let her love him .

However, once he thought about it, he didn't want to let go of this luxury, because he underestimated his feelings for her.

"... Lord Yanxi..." The woman mumbled something.

"What?" Yan Xijue lowered his eyebrows, coaxing her to continue.

It's a pity that she didn't have a follow-up article.

Yan Xijue smiled inexplicably, she actually lay down on the bed and was sleepy.

Yan Xijue's deep and hoarse voice: "I sent you a warning text message at noon, aren't you too cowardly to listen?"

She already frowned thinly, and whispered softly: "Sleepy..."

Yan Xijue's heart softened slightly, "Continue to sleep."

She slept very deeply the last time she fell asleep, and didn't open her eyes until about nine o'clock the next morning.

Of course Yan Xijue was not in the bedroom, the curtains in the bedroom were not even opened, probably because he was afraid of affecting her sleep.

When she was yawning and getting ready to wash up, she turned her head slightly and saw Yan Xijue who was on the phone outside, with slightly lowered eyebrows, walking slowly with one hand in her trouser pocket.

Calling him at this time made him frown slightly, probably because of Ke Wan'er's business?

She was just about to leave when she saw Jue Yan Xijue looking over, and her brows were tightened instantly, then she strode towards her.

Su An was stunned for a moment, probably because he just woke up, looking at his stern face, before he realized why his face suddenly changed, he had already entered the bedroom.

"Take it easy, tell me if it doesn't work." He turned to the other end with a low voice.

The doctor on the other end of the phone had no choice but to nod, "Okay, I understand Mr. Yan."

Something happened to Ke Wan'er filming, she bled profusely, the doctor didn't dare to let her make any mistakes, so she asked him if she wanted a blood transfusion.

Of course, the hospital did not store blood, but in the blood sample registration made before the Imperial Capital, a Miss Su who lived for six years had this blood type, so it should not be difficult to connect.

Who knew that when Yan Xijue was asked, he actually asked Ke Wan'er to stand up?
It is okay, there will be no major problems, and the doctor dare not say anything more.

He hung up the phone and continued to approach her.

Su Anqian frowned tightly, and then exclaimed in a low voice: "What are you doing?"

Yan Xijue walked broadly, she took several steps, he arrived at the bedside in three or two steps, put her on the bedside, and buckled his shoes on her white and tender feet with displeased lowered eyebrows, with a displeased expression on his face : "Are you a savage? Can you feel uncomfortable wearing a pair of shoes?"

She was already in a daze, looking at his natural expression.

Actually, it's because she didn't wear shoes?
For a moment, Su An pursed his lips, but said calmly, "Isn't there an air conditioner? It's quite warm."

Besides, there are carpets on the floor, and it might be cooler only if the bathroom is made of tiles, so his reaction is too big, right?

In my impression, this seems to be the second time for him to put on shoes, and the other time was in his Yujingyuan. I just met him not long ago, the day I came to my aunt...

Her subconscious retort made Yan Xijue glance at her, "Go wash your face and come out for breakfast."

Su Anqian didn't move for a while.

At this time, Yan Xijue looked fierce, but...

She might be crazy, but she actually felt the opposite, very warm.Or is it because his face is always like this, so she doesn't feel it?

Yan Xijue got up from the bed and found that she was still.

Just as he was about to speak, Su Anqian smiled wisely first, "When you care about others, must you be so fierce?"

Yan Xijue was stunned for a moment, then he straightened his face and stared at her solemnly: "Go wash your face, I'll count to three, otherwise I won't have to eat today."

She knew too well how he counted to three, so she stood up quickly and hurried to the bathroom.

Yan Xijue stood behind her, the corners of his mouth seemed to have no curvature, stood for a while, watched her look back twice, then went in to wash his face, and then he turned and left the bedroom.

I don't know if the food in the imperial capital is like this. Su Anqian has lived for a long time and is used to eating everything, but Yan Xijue is not. He really doesn't like the food in this hotel.

Of course, he doesn't have to live here, but they came to book this place first, and he was too lazy to change it.

Therefore, when Su Anqian went out, what he saw was a Chinese breakfast.

Apparently, he did it himself.

She pursed her lips, "I'll ask Wan Ge to come and eat together?"

Yan Xijue glanced at her lightly, and sat down miserly, "I don't like light bulbs."

What's more, it's still a light bulb that has a lot of criticisms about him.

Su Anqian thought 'stingy' in her heart, sat down and looked at him, "Are you busy today?"

You can't just play with them all the time.

Yan Xijue said a low "Yes" and said, "I'm going to the hospital."

Having said that, Su Anqian certainly knew what was going on, so she nodded her head and continued eating without asking.

Yan Xijue looked at her for a while, watching her quietly put food into her mouth, she seemed to be eating gracefully, without rushing, but she didn't look at him.

"Ding Ding!" He reached out and knocked on the plate in front of her, his voice in the morning was pleasant and low, "plan to eat the plate too?"

Su Anqian raised her head, took the milk on the side and drank it slowly, but still didn't look at him.

Yan Xijue raised his eyebrows slightly, with little expression on his face, and said abruptly, "Is there too much vinegar?"

She finally looked over inexplicably, what jealousy?

Only then did the man stare at her leisurely, "I smell quite sour."

This time Su Anqian understood, put down the milk, pursed her lips, "I'm not jealous." Taking advantage of this gap, he added: "You are good at cooking, have you learned it?"

Think about him.

Yan Xijue put down the tableware, and also took the milk beside her, but his eyes fell on her soft lips that had just drank milk, two thin lines were stained by the milk.

The man's eyes paused, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

"Su Anqian." He said abruptly.

"Huh?" She looked at him.

He said in a deep voice, "Come here."

She didn't know why, so she put down half of the milk and walked over.

"Ah!" As soon as he arrived in front of him, he suddenly stretched out his hand to grab her wrist and gently tugged it. His thumb brushed her lips weakly, and said in a satisfied voice, "Okay, it's clean."

That kind of slight throbbing seems to be accumulating water flow, which appeared at some unknown time in the beginning, and now it can be gradually felt clearly.

She was still a little absent-minded until she went to Wange's room at noon.

Lu Wange couldn't fall asleep at all last night, and woke up early in the morning, looking very tired, holding his mobile phone, paradoxically serious, "I'm watching his engagement live broadcast."

Su Anqian looked over from the window, and paused for a moment while biting the apple, "Ming Chengyan?"

Lu Wange nodded, and then looked at her, "Qianqian, if he is really engaged, I should be fine, right?"

She simply put down the apple and looked at her quietly for a while, "Wan Ge, do you really like him? Don't worry, I won't feel sorry for my brother because you like Ming Chengyan or something. I think, if I really like it, he's engaged, and she's sure she can live on?"

They are all at Lu's house, how do you live if you don't look up and look down?
"You stay here first, I'll order lunch." After a while, Su An looked at her shallowly.

The room fell silent, Lu Wange stared at the phone screen, but his eyes were out of focus.

In China, only relatives and friends were invited to the small engagement banquet of Ming Chengyan and Wei Min.

The wedding dress Wei Min wore was not particularly grand. Ming Chengyan wore a well-fitting suit and never showed much expression. He just looked gentle and elegant, and Wei Min smiled sweetly.

On the way, Ming Chengyan glanced down at the phone, frowned slightly, and said to Wei Min, "You deal with it first."

He went to the back and opened the photos on his phone. In an instant, his face became cold without any fluctuations.

In the photo, there is an ambiguous photo of Lu Wange and a foreign man, which is very restricted.

Squeezing the phone tightly, he dialed the number, and soon, Lu Wange's faint voice rang out: "Aren't you engaged, why are you looking for me..."

"Lu Wange!" Ming Chengyan was very cold in private, but he rarely gritted his teeth like this.

(End of this chapter)