Luxury Marriage: Rich Family's Love

"Xiao Yu, apologize to your sister!" Tang Zixuan raised her head and pursed her lips sternly.

Tang Yu was frightened and stunned for a moment, but he cried loudly.

"Oh, my baby, don't cry!" Fang min exclaimed and immediately hugged Tang Yu and coaxed him softly. Tang Shoucheng was most distressed by his son. Seeing Tang Yu crying so badly, he couldn't care about the presence of Ye Shengyan, so he put on the posture of the head of the family and stared at Tang Zixuan, "Zixuan, don't scare your brother."

Tang Zixuan looked at him with no intention of compromise. "Dad, he must apologize to Qianqian."

Tang Shoucheng was stunned and his face suddenly became a little gloomy. He lowered his voice with a trace of warm anger. "Zixuan, it's the first time that President yezong will accompany you home for dinner today. Don't disturb your interest because of these meaningless things. Besides, qianxia didn't get hurt. It was just an accident. As a sister, she should let her brother. "

"But..." Tang Zixuan wanted to say something, but his voice was suddenly interrupted.

"Sister!" Qianxia Shuer stood up and raised her eyes as crystal as glass. She gently shook her head, smiled and said, "I'm fine, really fine. I'll go back to my room and change my clothes first."

Looking at her calm back as usual, ye Shengyan's eyes suddenly became strange.

On the second floor, in the dark room, only the bathroom showed dim light and dripping sound.

Qianxia stood barefoot in front of the mirror, holding the shower high to wash herself. The cold water dripped down the black hair on her body. Her clothes were wet, but she still couldn't wash away the greasy feeling on her body. The water flowed over and over again, but what spread was a bone cold.

His eyes slowly raised and looked at himself in the mirror for a moment. Qianxia suddenly smiled.

The rising radian of the corners of the mouth is so natural and elegant that the light overflow laughter looks very strange in the night.

It was a kind of extreme self pity and self mockery. Even though she was used to such harm, she still didn't want to let go of herself and forced to make up for the devastated heart.

She hates everything here and... Herself.

Just then, a slight sound came from the glass door of the bathroom.

Qianxia was suddenly stunned. Subconsciously, she turned around and looked at the moment the glass door was pushed open. Before she could react, a figure had invaded her sight. Then, there was the sound of the door lock.

"You..."

Qianxia looked at ye Shengyan in amazement. At the moment when her back was stiff, she had been forced to have no way out by him, and the whole person was tightly pasted to the wall. And he, so dangerous close to her, lightly controlled her wrist with one hand and buckled it against the wall to form such an aggressive posture.

"Ha ha," night Shengyan leaned over her neck and smiled like a light whisper, "little liar."

Qianxia trembled slightly, and her stiff body dared not move for half a minute. The narrow space and almost completely fit her body made her feel particularly depressed because of the male atmosphere so close at hand.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Ye Shengyan raised his charming perfect face and left a little space. His breath lingered vaguely on her face. Shuer, he hooked the corners of his mouth and smiled. His delicate and slender fingers gently stroked her cheek. The warm finger belly was so different from the cold touch.