Capítulo 1932: Chapter 1933: Asking Li Shengxiao If He Has Ti
Rong Yan looked at the caller ID, took a deep breath, and put the phone to her ear.
“Hello? Tomorrow? Um, I’m free tomorrow.”
She walked outside while closing the door, “Mm, okay, him? I don’t know if he’s going to the office tomorrow.”
Li Shengxiao saw her co out and asked in a deep voice, “Who called so late?”
Rong Yan lifted her eyelids and looked up, “Mrs. Jiang.”
“She asked us to have dinner together tomorrow and asked to bring you. I was just telling her I didn’t know if you’d be free tomorrow.”
Li Shengxiao stretched out his hand, indicating for her to hand over the phone.
Rong Yan hesitated for just a few seconds before handing the phone to him.
He took the phone, his tall figure walked to the window, the night breeze lifting the edges of his clothes. The silver-gray loungewear looked both noble and reserved on him. Even the bright moonlight gently rested on his eyes and brows, casting a soft glow over his sharply defined face.
“Hello, this is Li Shengxiao.”
“Yes, tomorrow? I have ti.”
Rong Yan saw him glance back at her, his long, curled lashes dropping, eyes dark and steady, “Alright, I’ll bring her with tomorrow.”
“Goodnight.”
He walked toward Rong Yan with the phone.
He handed the phone back to Rong Yan, saying at the sa ti, “Auntie asked to have dinner with you tomorrow.”
Rong Yan held the phone with a puzzled expression, “Why does Mrs. Lin insist on you coming with ?”
If it’s just a simple al, it seems too strange!
A glimr seed to flash in Li Shengxiao’s eyes, but it disappeared too quickly for anyone to notice. He turned away casually and said, “Maybe she wants to have a al with us to get to know better.”
Rong Yan didn’t think much of it and pondered, “Then… should we bring Little Baby tomorrow?”
Li Shengxiao walked past her, sat on the sofa with his long legs crossed, “He has school tomorrow. After school, mom has to take him to et a piano teacher. The teacher had always been settled abroad and just ca back a few days ago, highly skilled in piano, enjoying the status of a master internationally. He has never taken students. He likes the piano; it will be good for him to learn from this teacher to cultivate his character. Our family doesn’t need him to beco a professional pianist, nor does he need to pass any exams. But he is too solitary, sensitive, emotionally unstable, and learning music is beneficial to him. At least it can stabilize his temperant and provide an additional hobby to pass the ti.”
With that explained, Rong Yan couldn’t say anything. Frowning and worried, she said, “I don’t know if he wants to learn…”
“Co here.”
Li Shengxiao gestured to her.
Rong Yan looked at his dripping hair, handso and sexy, always with the illusion that he was seducing her with his looks.
She clicked her tongue and moved over in small steps.
“Why did you ask to co over?”
Li Shengxiao saw her stop a step away, wary and unwilling to get closer, with sharp brows and deep eye contours, suddenly reached out, pulling her into his embrace.
“What are you afraid of?”
Rong Yan suddenly collided with the hard chest, her face pressed against his chest, hearing his rhythmic heartbeat, and her heartbeat involuntarily sped up.
“I, I’m not afraid.”
The earlobe suddenly close to the warmth.
His voice, deep as a cello, echoed in her ear canal, “If you’re not afraid, why is your heartbeat faster?”
Rong Yan suddenly pushed away from him, her cheeks flushed, her eyes wandering as she bit her lips nervously, “Who told you a faster heartbeat equals being scared. I was just…”
“Just what?”
Those black, ink-like eyes t hers.
Rong Yan almost bit her own tongue as her heartbeat unconsciously sped even more. She quickly pushed away the man holding her waist, daring not to et his eyes, “In any case, a fast heartbeat has nothing to do with fear. Why should I be afraid? I have to have a reason to be afraid.”
Li Shengxiao noticed even her earlobes turned pink, and smiled with a husky voice, “I also don’t know what you’re afraid of, it seems like you’re afraid of .”
Thump. Thump. Thump thump.
Rong Yan’s heart was pounding so hard it almost leaped into her throat, her face suddenly turned crimson, suddenly pushing him away, “What nonsense are you talking about!”
Li Shengxiao didn’t let her escape, holding her waist firmly, his voice low, “Yanyan, I am a normal person.”
“…”
Rong Yan lifted her head, blinked, and blinked again.
Then her eyes scanned downwards, quickly shifting her gaze like a thief, “I know.”
Li Shengxiao’s abdon tightened under her gaze; his much-prized self-control seed worthless before her.
“We are married.”
“…I know.”
What exactly he intended, Rong Yan was puzzled by him.
His dark eyes were unfathomable, seemingly filled with possessiveness brewing, firmly grasping her wrist, “So don’t pretend I don’t exist.”
“?”
“Taking a shower in the late evening, walking around in front of , isn’t that pretending I don’t exist?”
“I… I’m not.”
“I’m not, I didn’t, I clearly stayed in my room after showering and just ca out after live streaming for two hours. Besides, it was you who asked to co out, saying you were waiting for outside. You…”
She anxiously tried to explain herself, but it was useless. She was picked up and fell into the soft bed.
“Li Shengxiao, I…”
The room’s light was turned off.
In the darkness, she felt a part of the bed sink beside her, breathing cast on her face, so deep and hoarse, “Yanyan, say hubby for .”
Rong Yan’s face blushed fiercely, even in the dark, she always suspected her face was red enough to fry an egg.
“Hub…”
“In the afternoon, you texted calling sweetheart.”
It was surprising her brain could still work at this ti, and she quickly rembered the ssage mistakenly sent in the afternoon, which read—Sweetheart!
Ugh… Rong Yan now wanted to dig a hole and bury herself!
Could she now hit herself to death? Might as well, why did she send a “sweetheart” with her clumsy fingers.
Now she was in a bind.
Even in the dark, Li Shengxiao could see the astonishnt, shyness, panic on her face… The proud and noble face showed deep affection, a brush of his scarlet lips, his palms pressed on either side of her, leaning closer, “I’ll teach you.”
“Sweetheart.”
Rong Yan’s heart pounded, and the surroundings quieted down.
That intense love, like penetrating the eardrum, went straight into her heart.
His voice, layered with the cold night air, was hoarse in a different way, “Wife.”
Wife?
It was his first ti calling her by this title.
Fireworks exploded in Rong Yan’s mind.
“Wife.”
His voice was like a winding thread, tightly binding her inside.
She didn’t rember how she fell into a warm embrace; only that the night was long, very long…
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