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Chapter 28 Possession (1)
Chapter 26 Possession (1)
Mingming said that he didn't love, his heart was as firm as a stone, and he watched coldly, but in the end, he found that it wasn't that he didn't love, but that he couldn't not love, that he loved so deeply that he didn't know it.

Su Xiaomu pinched the card in a daze, remembering that a long time ago, when she first met him, he only left her an indifferent back, without even saying a word, but he fell into her heart.She seemed to be possessed by a demon, and she was led by his breath without hesitation.

When her cold hand touched Jing Yan's warm fingertips, a kind of itchy and trembling electric current emerged from the tip of her heart, and she didn't know whether it was because of heartache or feeling.

The Peony Pavilion, Tang Xianzu, Du Liniang, Liu Mengmei, but lovesickness is not negative, and the Peony Pavilion is on Sansheng Road.

It is difficult for people to stay together for a lifetime, let alone three lives and three lives?

Jing Yan didn't know the twists and turns in her heart, so he just supported her waist to stand up, and asked with a sideways face: "This is a performance hosted by a partner, do you want to go see it?" With her sharp and thin face, she whispered, "If I want to go, I will take the time to go with you, but... I don't have much research on Kunqu Opera."

Every time she was watched so intently by him, Su Xiaomu felt a little embarrassed, lowered her eyebrows and shook her head and said, "I'm not very knowledgeable, and I've seen it once before, so there's no need to go again." She has never been abroad, and she is a complete opera fan. She once accompanied her to see "The Peony Pavilion" created by Mr. Bai Xianyong. Uncomfortable, easy to make her weaker.

Jing Yan's eyes deepened, he pulled her up and said lightly: "Come on, let's go to eat first, the time for you to take medicine is over."

They didn't choose a place either, so they ate at the western restaurant near Jingyan Company. The two sat in a booth on the high steps facing the street, and a small quiet space was separated by a screen engraved with patterns.

Su Xiaomu was really not hungry, so he just pointed to a set meal without thinking much about it. The waiter was about to place an order but was stopped by Jing Yan. He thought about the menu for a while before raising his head, and said softly to her: "This There are seafood in the side dishes of the set meal, you can’t eat it, why don’t you change it, how about some porridge if you don’t have an appetite?”

She didn't speak, just smiled and nodded, quietly enjoying his meticulous and caring care.

He ordered a bowl of porridge for her, while he himself ordered a veal steak, medium rare, and the touch of the knife and fork was extremely elegant.He ate a little half of it, only to realize that she hadn't moved the spoon, she just lifted her chin and kept looking at him.

He also looked back at her generously, the sun penetrated into the half-rolled bamboo curtain, and the mottled light spots fell on her face, showing a blush like the morning glow. He smiled faintly and said, "What are you looking at me for? How much?" Take a little, or the medicine will hurt your stomach."

Su Xiaomu blushed and said frankly: "I just want to see you, your eyes are really beautiful." Especially when she saw her figure in his eyes, she quietly added in her heart.

Jing Yanqingjun's face pretended to be expressionless: "I don't think any man likes a woman to use the adjective 'beautiful' to describe herself, it can only be a compliment to a woman."

Even Su Xiaomu laughed, took a sip of lemonade, raised his chin slightly and said, "I didn't expect you to be a machismo, too?"

"Well, it's better than a little man..." He stopped abruptly in the middle of his words, his expression froze for an instant, and his eyes focused on a certain place outside the window, downstairs, or on the corner of the street.

Su Xiaomu was surprised. Following his eyes, he saw only traffic and people coming and going on the street, and there was nothing special about it.After a long time, she couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you? Who did you see?"

Jing Yan shook his head, pursed his lips and said, "It's nothing." He must have misjudged the person, how could she be here?
Su Xiaomu didn't think much about it, smiled at him, and took a few mouthfuls of porridge silently.

Time flows quietly in this corner of this bustling city in the afternoon.

People are always very strange, afraid of having, but eager to have, when she finally got what she was thinking of, she would never think about letting go, or in other words, she was not at all willing to imagine the day when she had to let go. How painful it will be, just cherish what is in front of you, and only want to have it once.

Just like Jing Yan is to Su Xiaomu.

Now she has gradually gotten used to Jing Yan's gentleness, he asked his aunt to put all her things into his room in advance, and saw his and her pillow, his and her clothes, and his and her toothbrush together , is a sense of satisfaction that I have never had before.It's just such a private thing as sleeping, and suddenly there is another person around, so it takes some getting used to.

In the beginning, when she slept, she was at least one meter away from him, almost sleeping next to the edge of the bed, and he didn't speak, so she let her be awkward, but she woke up several times in the middle of the night and found herself hugging him warmly naturally. As she fell asleep, the embrace was so warm that she didn't want to leave at all. There is a saying called "Habits become nature", maybe that's what it means?

Two days later, Xiaoyao came back from Hong Kong, and Wang Hao took the ghosts and spirits almost all over Hong Kong, and all of them were sunburnt.

Su Xiaomu was packing up his son's things and teasing him: "Let's see, yo, it seems that my little handsome guy will be called Little Blackie in the future."

Xiao Yao still wore a Donald Duck hat on his head, made a grimace and snorted at his mother: "That's not true! Uncle Wang said I'm Gu Tianle, who is one size smaller, and I'm so handsome."

"Little Smelly, that's because your Uncle Wang is still receiving a salary from your father, and he praised you for your father's face." Su Xiaomu was happier seeing his son getting more anxious.

Xiao Yao shook his index finger solemnly: "Oh, Ms. Su Xiaomu, you always said that I look like my father, but now you say that I am not handsome, so you mean that my father is not handsome either?"

The son is so smart to use this analogy, making Su Xiaomu speechless for a while, and then hearing Jing Yan's hearty laughter, he couldn't help but give them both a blank look, patted his dusty hands and stood up, and said coolly: "Isn't it popular to be low-carbon and environmentally friendly now? I won't buy vegetables today, just eat green peppers and carrots."

As the saying goes, one thing falls one thing, the two father and son looked at each other, and then shook their heads helplessly. Only women and villains are difficult to raise in the world.

Jing Yan and Su Xiaomu's private wedding banquet will be held in the form of a reception in late September.

Wang Hao told Su Xiaomu in advance that the master was going to dance the first dance, and asked her what kind of dance to choose, which made her difficult.She had only learned a little bit of waltz when she was in school, and she danced a good "Queen of the Dance" but was danced by her uncoordinated limbs, but she only knew this.

It just so happened that Jing Yan had a social event for a few days and did not eat at home. He came back early that day, but it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.Xiaoyao was lying on the big coffee table in the living room playing with stacks. He entered the entrance and subconsciously looked for Su Xiaomu's figure. When he didn't see him, he asked his son, "Xiaoyao, where is your mother?"

Xiaoyao didn't take his eyes off his stack, but curled his lips to denounce: "Upstairs, she hid there after eating for the past two days. She didn't know what she was doing, and she refused to let me know. Hmph." There was a hint of complaint in the voice that his mother was neglecting him. The children who are almost ten years old are just in the middle age, at the stage of demarcation between dependence and rebellion, especially Xiaoyao. To a certain extent, he is more Rely on Su Xiaomu.

Jing Yan smiled, rubbed his son's hair, and went upstairs slowly. Su Xiaomu's former room was changed into her studio. When he passed by, he faintly heard soft music playing smoothly. The door was not closed tightly, so he knocked twice, perhaps covered by the music, but no one responded.

He didn't hear clearly until he walked in, it was Johann Strauss' waltz.Su Xiaomu was opening her hands, practicing waltz steps as if she was holding hands with others, but in Jing Yan's eyes, she couldn't learn the method.

"The movement of your feet is wrong. When you move forward, your heels touch the ground first, and when you step back, your toes touch the ground first." He pointed out her most basic flaws.

Su Xiaomu was practicing gyrations, but she didn't expect that there would be an audience, so she suddenly lost her balance and fell to one side. Fortunately, he caught her quickly and firmly, her head tilted back unconsciously, and she darted into her nose. There was a faint smell of red wine and tobacco on his body. She clasped his arm and stood up straight before murmuring: "You came back so early today? Have you been drinking?" She always sleeps in the study, and there are not many opportunities for the two to meet.

"I just drank some red wine." He lowered his head and asked her, "How can I practice my dance steps well without a male companion?"

Su Xiaomu was slightly embarrassed, and said in a nasty voice, "I dance so badly..."

"Is it to prepare for the wedding banquet? Do you think it's better to cancel the dancing part if it's forced?" He thought for a while and suggested that.

Su Xiaomu was a little anxious. He had been practicing for a few days anyway, so he tugged at his sleeve and said, "No, I want to try again."

He nodded appreciatively, knowing that she would not give up easily, he only loosened the tie, threw the suit jacket aside, held her with his left hand, and put his right hand against her waist, confidently taking the initiative: "Then I will Take it with you, it's actually very easy to learn."

They fit their bodies together, and slid out of the dance steps with the soothing melody. Compared with her youthfulness, his dance steps were very skillful and neat. He easily embraced her and stepped on the rhythm, swinging and turning, with an elegant and calm posture.

"Don't stretch your waist so tight, just relax and follow me." He slowly guided her.

She nodded and danced firmly to him.

This is a brand new feeling for her, or this is the charm of dance. The two dance together in an intimate posture, and the hands and feet that have been disobedient have also found the feeling in the steps he took.The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his warm hands were sensually teasing on her tightly held waist, leading her to dance wantonly while tilting and turning.The moment when the breaths meet, there is an ambiguous tide of emotion, one retreats and one advances, and dances and slides out of the world that only belongs to two people.

After a dance.

He spoke well, and waltzes are easy to learn, but only because of him.

There was the sound of rushing water flowing from the bathroom, and the dense steam made Su Xiaomu wake up for a moment, and his agitated emotions gradually calmed down.It was only inadvertently seeing her delicate red lips in the glass mirror, and the kiss just now was reflected in her heart again, she bit her lip cruelly, and turned the temperature of the water to a very low level, trying to bring back the nympho that she had become. sanity.

It's not the Mood for Love in the [-]th or [-]th, why is it so easy to blush and heartbeat?Su Xiaomu, Su Xiaomu, you are a woman, can you be more reserved?

(End of this chapter)