Summer in Shangcheng

Chapter 65
After a few days of busy work, the Christmas holiday finally ushered in, and Mei Zhixia didn't have any arrangements.In the past, Yu Jiaman would be the first to argue about watching movies, eating, or where to go to play, but now the two of them are in an awkward period. On Christmas Eve on the 24th, she did not contact Mei Zhixia all day, and Zhixia just nestled on the sofa Watch TV on the Internet, don't step out of the door.

The heating at home is very warm, Zhixia wears fluffy pajamas in the house, her hair is simply tied into a ponytail, and her face is facing the sky.

She called her aunt, chatted for more than half an hour, hung up, and peeled an apple to eat.

Picking up the phone and putting it down, going through the contacts, she really didn't know who she could contact except Yu Jiaman, but she didn't have the courage to pull out the call to Yu Jiaman no matter what.

She often felt that she was too arrogant. When she was in school, she quarreled with Yu Jiaman once, and the quarrel was very fierce. In fact, she hadn't been angry for a long time, but she was stubborn and unwilling to take the initiative to make up with him.

Now, she still does.

She remembered that it was Jiaman who first opened the mouth to make up with her, but this time, she felt that she should take the initiative.

She wasn't sure if her relationship with Jiaman would return to the way it was before.

Jiaman didn't do anything wrong. Although she really didn't have any relationship with Mu Yicheng, she did hide something from Jiaman, so she was wrong and should apologize to Jiaman.

After making up her mind, she dialed Jiaman's number and got through, but no one answered.

She is a little lost.

The sky outside has already darkened, and the street should be very crowded with people coming and going.Zhixia guessed that Jiaman might be having a good time somewhere at this time and didn't have time to answer her call.

She put down the phone and pressed the remote control boringly.

The doorbell rang, and she got up to open the door. There was a man in a fine dark coat standing outside the door, with a smile on his face, holding a large bouquet of flowers and looking at her.

"Why are you here?" She was surprised.

Mu Yicheng directly stuffed the flowers into her hands, and stepped into the room.

Mei Zhixia came to her senses and said anxiously, "Who let you in."

Mu Yicheng ignored him, went into the room, took off his coat and threw it on the sofa, turned his head to look at Mei Zhixia's cute outfit, with a deep smile in his eyes.

"Christmas Eve, do you want to spend it alone?" He opened his thin lips lightly, his tone soft.

Mei Zhixia frowned, "I don't want to spend time with you either."

Mu Yicheng sat down on the sofa, his slender legs crossed comfortably, as if he was playing tricks on purpose.

"But I don't want to be alone."

Mei Zhixia: ...

After a long silence, Mu Yicheng shifted his gaze to the TV screen, and said lightly: "If you want to continue standing there, come and sit."

The corners of Mei Zhixia's mouth twitched, there are such thick-skinned men in this world, not to mention breaking into her house, and acting as if it was his own home.

She walked to the sofa, looked down at Mu Yicheng, and said coldly: "Mr. Mu, if you want to spend Christmas Eve, you can find someone else. I just want to be alone."

"Alone?" Mu Yicheng raised his eyes, the smile on his lips disappeared, he reached out and grabbed her wrist and pulled it forward forcefully, his big palm supported her waist, pulling her whole body to him in the arms.

Mei Zhixia gasped, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, the flower in her hand fell to the ground unsteadily, and she was sitting on Mu Yicheng's lap at this moment, and he was still hugging her tightly.

"You came to my house to play hooligans?" Mei Zhixia stared wide-eyed, and tried to get up from his hand, but he easily put him down on the sofa.

(End of this chapter)