Chapter 29
Song Yixi, who was nestled on the sofa, had no idea what he was thinking. In the next few days, except for eating and sleeping, she spent the rest of her time studying the script.

In this matter, Wen Shiyu can be said to have pushed her and made her do what she always wanted to do but never dared to do.

He always seems to have the ability to make her muster up the courage to face everything...

The weather is getting colder every day, and Wen Shiyu is afraid of the cold, so he takes her as a portable stove for granted, and he will be there wherever she is.

This afternoon, she was recording the shooting technique when a hand suddenly stretched out from behind and pulled her into her arms without hesitation!
His slender hands skillfully lifted off her clothes and reached into her waist to keep warm.

"..."

"Woman." Wen Shiyu put his chin on her shoulder and said domineeringly.

Song Yixi rejected him twice, but to no avail, and finally decided to ignore it.

Seeing that she ignored him, Wen Shiyu immediately leaned over and bit her ear hard!
"Hiss..." Song Yixi hissed softly, turned his head angrily, and frowned, "Wen Shiyu, are you a dog, you always bite people."

He was confident, "If you ignore me again, I will bite you to death!"

Song Yixi: "..."

Rubbing her painfully bitten ears, she asked in a muffled voice, "What's wrong?"

"Come to a dinner party with me tonight."

Song Yixi was startled, "What dinner?"

"You'll know when you go!"

"Can I not go?" She wanted to study the filming of web dramas at home.

Wen Shiyu glared at her fiercely, "How dare you!"

"..."

In the evening, Song Yixi chose a long dress from the luxurious wardrobe to put on, and combed her hair before going out.

Wen Shiyu had already changed into his suit, his long legs were straight, leaning against the door, waiting for her.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he raised his eyes, his handsome eyebrows were full of impatience, and said coldly, "You woman, why do you change clothes like this..."

The word slow, but when he saw Song Yixi's face, it suddenly disappeared between his lips and teeth.

The woman on the opposite side frowned, with her hands behind her back, distressed, "The zipper of the skirt seems to be stuck...Wen Shiyu, can you help me?"

The air is quiet.

After staring at her for a few seconds, the man slowly walked towards her.

Song Yixi turned her back to him, unable to see the expression on his face.

At this time, Wen Shiyu's dark and deep eyes fell on her delicate and fair back, his eyes slowly swept over inch by inch, and after a while, he lifted the zipper up for her.

"Thank you." Song Yixi turned around and thanked him.

Meeting her clear eyes, Wen Shiyu didn't say anything. He stared at her for a moment, reached out and wiped her lips, and asked, "Are you wearing makeup?"

"Hmm." Since it's a dinner party, makeup is the most basic etiquette.

"Don't melt it in the future!"

Song Yixi frowned, "What's wrong?"

"Don't melt if you don't want to!" Wen Shiyu snorted coldly, turned and left.

Why is this dead woman so good-looking? All the men in the world will be seduced by her!

Song Yixi looked at his back depressedly.

I really don't understand him...

The wind in the autumn night was very cold, and when she went out suddenly, Song Yixi shivered from the cold.

"Nothing." Wen Shiyu glanced at her with contempt.

This weak chicken woman.

"..."

Song Yixi was speechless, wasn't he more afraid of the cold, and even said her.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, the man beside him took off his suit jacket and put it on her body.

Feeling warm, Song Yixi was taken aback, and subconsciously looked at him.

(End of this chapter)

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