Addicted to seduction, the cold CEO cries every night

"open?"

Si Jinghuai chuckled lightly, and instead of letting go, he even leaned down.

He rested his head on Yan Xia's neck, just when Yan Xia thought he would make some big move.

But he didn't move, and just lay on Yan Xia's neck, his warm breath spraying on Yan Xia's sensitive skin.

It's crispy and itchy, making people feel a little itchy.

Yan Xia did not push Si Jinghuai away.

He allowed Si Jinghuai's scent to envelope him.

She stared at the roof and didn't sleep all night.

She didn't know when she fell asleep.

But when she woke up the next morning, Si Jinghuai, who had been lying on her body all night, was gone.

It was replaced by a Bulgari blanket.

Yan Xia's long eyelashes trembled, and her eyes searched around the room.

Then he saw Si Jinghuai coming out of the bathroom.

He seemed to be in better spirits than last night, and the blurred drunken eyes from last night were no longer there.

It was replaced by his usual cold eyes.

He came out of the bathroom, his hair was simply blow-dried, and some strands of hair hung down on his forehead.

He was only wearing a simple dark gray housecoat.

But it couldn't cover up his nine-headed figure.

It seems that he is not as restrained as he usually is.

The man's eyes stayed on her for a moment.

The voice was cold and authentic: "Are you awake?"

Yan Xia stood up from the sofa and nodded: "Yes."

It was quite embarrassing, and I didn’t know what to say for a while.

Yan Xia pursed her lips and lowered her head in embarrassment.

Then I heard Si Jinghuai's indifferent voice again: "Take some time to clean up and come out with me later."

After that, he walked up to the cloakroom again.

Only Yan Xia was left in the empty bedroom.

She sat on the sofa in shock for a moment, then got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.

When he came out, Si Jinghuai had already gone downstairs.

She went into the dressing room and changed her clothes. Winter is not over yet, and the temperature in winter is still very low.

But there is a saying that rich people can always live a comfortable life. Even the clothes that look thin are quite warm.

Yan Xia wore a slim-fitting black sweater.

The sweater was quite long, reaching to her calves, exposing her slender calves.

He was only wearing a woolen coat outside.

The hair was pulled up with a hairpin, which gave it a bit more charm.

When she went downstairs, Si Jinghuai, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room waiting for her, was stunned for a moment.

She rarely dresses like this, and her hair often hangs down her head.

She is a little more gentle now.

She walked downstairs in high heels.

Si Jinghuai raised his eyebrows before standing up from the sofa.

Then he walked out on his own, as if he was certain that Yan Xia would follow.

Yan Xia did follow suit.

In the car.

After getting in the car, Si Jinghuai kept looking at his phone.

He seemed quite busy, his fingers kept tapping on the screen of his phone.

It wasn't until the car stopped that he took back his phone and turned to look at Yan Xia.

"get off."

Yan Xia got out of the car, looked up, and looked at Si Jinghuai speechlessly.

"You just brought me here?"

Si Jinghuai looked back at her as he stepped into the forest: "Otherwise, where did you think you were going?"

Yan Xia: "..."

He asked her to follow Si Jinghuai into the forest, but Si Jinghuai did not enter the private room.

I randomly found a seat by the window and sat down.

Yan Xia sat opposite him and glanced at him somewhat uneasily.

"If you have anything to say, just say it."

Si Jinghuai was looking at the menu and said without raising his head. (End of chapter)