Kuaishou's blackened male god is a little favored

Chapter 941 The Real World 33
"Honey, do you miss me?"

Xia Xiyan was lying on the sofa, holding the phone, and asked He Ziheng sweetly.

"Think, what gift do you want, I'll go back and bring it to you."

He Ziheng lowered his voice, and his voice became even deeper.

"I heard that the perfume over there is very famous, and I want the perfume."

Xia Xiyan's delicate voice came from the phone.

"Is there nothing else you want?"

He Ziheng coaxed Xia Xiyan to ask for a gift.

"What I want most is my husband. As long as you come back, it will be my best gift."

Xia Xiyan spoke sweetly.

"Okay, I'll go back to accompany you as soon as possible."

He Ziheng regretted not bringing her here, she must be bored at home alone.

"No, no, work is important, and I don't want to disturb your work."

Xia Xiyan suppressed her desire to see him, and opened her mouth in a sensible manner.

She was worried that he would come back too hastily and something might happen, safety first.

"it is good."

He Ziheng replied.

The two got bored for a while before Xia Xiyan hung up the phone.

Ever since she met that woman named Leng Siyu, Xia Xiyan's peaceful days began to be broken.

Leng Siyu always tried to ask her out, saying that he had something important to ask her out.

Xia Xiyan refused and didn't go out.

He Ziheng came back early.

Xia Xiyan heard the news of He Ziheng's return just after waking up. She ran out without even wearing her shoes.

Finding He Ziheng in the study, Xia Xiyan ran over and hugged him tightly, "You're back."

He Ziheng patted Xia Xiyan's head.

"where's my gift?"

After hugging enough, Xia Xiyan raised her head to look at He Ziheng and asked.

"Go back to your room and bring it to you."

He Ziheng helped Xia Xiyan sit down.

"Well, I miss you very much. If you don't come back, I will fly over to find you."

Xia Xiyan clung to He Ziheng's arms.

He Ziheng laughed, took out a box from his pocket, opened the box and took out a necklace from it.

Xia Xiyan looked at the necklace in his hand with wide eyes, "Is this for me?"

He Ziheng helped her put on the necklace, and it was as good-looking as he thought. When he saw it on the street, he thought it suited her.

Xia Xiyan happily touched the necklace on her neck.

"Like it?"

He Ziheng looked at her.

Xia Xiyan nodded heavily, "I like it, thank you."

After finishing speaking, Xia Xiyan put down the necklace in her hand, wrapped her hands around He Ziheng, and kissed him on the cheek.

The corner of He Ziheng's mouth raised.

"Let's go take wedding photos tomorrow."

Xia Xiyan felt that both of them were married, so they couldn't live without wedding photos.

Something flashed quickly in He Ziheng's eyes, and the smile on his face disappeared.

"Do you not like it?"

Xia Xiyan was a little disappointed.

He Ziheng saw that she was disappointed, and reached out to touch her cheek, "No."

"That's good."

Xia Xiyan grabbed He Ziheng's big hand.

He Ziheng invited a famous photographer to take pictures of the two of them.

The wedding dress Xia Xiyan was wearing was a collection of internationally famous designers, and the request was too sudden, and there was no time to design it, but even so, He Ziheng didn't want to be sloppy with her.

Xia Xiyan was wearing a wedding dress, moved away from He Ziheng's arms, and looked at the camera with a sweet smile.

Xia Xiyan raised her head and saw that He Ziheng had a tense face without a trace of a smile on her face. She tugged at his hand and said, "Smile, you feel like being forced by me, don't you want to?" .”

(End of this chapter)