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Chapter 92: Curled Warmth (3)

The melancholy cold wave always seemed to easily fill the air. Sometimes, Zhan Beicheng suddenly felt that walking with her seemed to even become inexplicably sad, but he could not sink into this faint feeling by himself. In fact, sometimes, when I think about it, there is nothing wrong with this feeling. It seems, maybe it is because I think that such an atmosphere and tone belong to her, right?

A faint moonlight quietly spread into the bedroom through the beautiful screen window. The melted moonlight was filled with a hint of coolness, emitting a silver-like faint light all over the floor. There was no bright light on in the bedroom. Only the dim wall lamp in front of the window was flashing mysterious and nostalgic blue light. The slightly dim blue light seemed to the most beautiful light of the gods swaying in the ghost castle.

The night was quiet and the wind was a little cool. The half-open window occasionally blew a cool breeze, and the coolness of the river water was rolled up. The curtains were rolled up and a beautiful arc was drawn in the air from time to time. People just stood quietly by the window wearing a thin coat, and they could still feel a chill.

The crystal white fingertips brushed over the shoulders and gently pulled the coat on his shoulders. The pair of cool and beautiful eyes as beautiful as autumn water never left the small fishing boats with lights lit by the river. The sparse lights were like the lonely stars in the sky, a little distant and a little misty.

"It's such a cold night, if you don't sleep, why do you run and see the river?"

A slightly emotional sound of blame came from behind, and soon pulled Xingye's thoughts back from her thoughts. The girl Xingye clearly felt a warm feeling coming from behind her that made her a little dazed. Her beautiful eyes lowered, and at some point, she had already wrapped her big hands around her waist, delicate and gentle.

He raised a small head in surprise, turned his head, and looked at Comrade Zhan Beicheng, who had a deep but gentle face, and his red lips slightly opened. After a long time, he couldn't say anything. There was a trace of fragility and tenderness that she could not perceive in her shallow eyes.

"What do you want to say? I'm so excited to see that I'm so handsome. Can't you even speak?" The low voice was accompanied by a hint of forbearance, but there was still a serious and deep expression on my handsome face.

How could Xingye not know the trick of Zhan Beicheng? This man did a good job on the surface. She had already experienced a lot of it, so she naturally had a certain understanding. Therefore, when Zhan Beicheng just finished speaking, the girl Xingye closed her mouth and turned her head back without any surprise. Her faint vision began to linger on the shimmering but quiet and gentle river surface.

The hand on his waist suddenly tightened, and a comrade seemed to want to break a girl's waist. The strength made Miss Xingye frown her thin willow eyebrows unhappily.

"What do you want to do?" A cool voice with a slightly resentment came, and the slightly cool plain hand gently patted Zhan Beichenghuan's big hand around her waist, signaling him to let go.

"I thought you couldn't speak anymore." Zhan Beicheng spoke a little gloomy.

"You go to bed first, don't worry about me, I can't sleep, I want to get up and stand." Xingye took a breath, relieved for a while, and then spoke quietly.

"Are you still worried about your grandfather's affairs?" he asked in a deep voice.

Yingying's autumn pupils turned, and she was filled with colorful colors. She leaned against her chest and lit it gently. The refreshing tone was filled with a hint of coolness. "Well, I feel very uneasy, because many things, all of this seemed to come too suddenly, and suddenly I couldn't accept it. You know, I..."

Speaking of this, my throat seemed to be choking by something, stuck there, feeling a little painful.

The warm breath suddenly passed through his ears. Zhan Beicheng raised a hand and touched Xingye's head. His voice was very deep, "Let you think too much. There must be a road before the car arrives at the mountain. The boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge. If I am here, what are you worried about? I have just contacted the expert. Tomorrow they will come over to see what happened to my grandfather. As for taking over the company, you should do it boldly. I am not familiar with this. I am responsible for encouraging you spiritually. I believe you will do it very well. [Don't complicate the simple problem for me. It's useless to worry about it now. It's better to have a good rest and get up tomorrow to do something practical."

He raised his jade hand and pulled away the big hand that Zhan Beicheng had placed on his head. Xingye's slightly frown eyebrows stretched a little, "Don't come and teach me a lesson. Everyone knows the truth, but it's difficult to do it."

Hearing this, Zhan Beicheng raised his sword eyebrows. The girl obviously knew how to fight back. In the past, she would have been silent and bypassed him directly, but now, it seems a bit...

"By the way, grandma came to me and said that the wedding date has been set, and it is the ninth day of next month. Do you have time at that time?" Xingye asked in a low voice with his head tilted slightly.

Zhan Beicheng looked at Xingye with a exploratory look and smiled, "Do you think I can have time for the wedding?"

"Who knows you?" Xingye replied in a low voice.

"I still have time to marry you." Comrade Zhan Beicheng had a rare smile on his lips, and a soft light flashed in his black eyes. He stared at Xingye who had just reached his chin. After all, the gentleness became deeper and deeper.

"Okay, go to bed, I'm a little tired." Xingye said this, slowly pulled Zhan Beicheng's big hand away, and walked towards the bed with a step...

Zhan Beicheng looked at Xingye's beautiful back deeply, and didn't say anything else. He walked up with big strides, lifted the quilt, got in, and tied his big hand to Xingye's waist, quickly stayed Xingye in his arms. Without saying a word, he reached out to turn off the lights.

The continuous movements were not dragging on the slightest, as if everything they did was justified and righteous, which made the Starry Night girl a little stiff.

The warmth and fresh breath of pure male continued to come. Xingye felt that his mind was hot and his hands and feet began to become unstraightened. She struggled for a while, but a certain comrade hugged him tighter. So Xingye took a breath and said calmly, "Can you let go? I, I have a little, a little difficulty in breathing, and a little uncomfortable."

The big hand slightly removed some of its strength, but the low voice was gently transmitted into Xingye's ears with a hint of seriousness, "When did you have such a poor concentration?"

Xingye in the darkness raised his head with some difficulty, looked at Zhan Beicheng with a stern face with a weak light, and a hint of anger was slightly filled with a hint of anger, "I don't."

"I'm so anxious to argue? Sometimes, explanation is equivalent to concealing it, a small bucket." A low laughter came, and Xingye realized that he had been teased by him.

"You are a bit annoying." A clear voice came over with the intoxicating distantness.

"I won't make fun of you anymore. Go to bed early and get up tomorrow." Zhan Beicheng touched Xingye's head, his tone was very gentle.

Xingye suddenly became quiet. Blinking these clear and moving eyes, a faint soft light bloomed in the night, like two beautiful black gems, emitting a mysterious and intoxicating light.

"I want to go back to spend more time with my grandfather in the future, so, I want to..."

"After getting married, you can move directly into the military district. I will apply for housing there. You can use the noon time every day to go back and forth to see your grandfather. Anyway, the company is not far from Fengzhai, and it won't take long to walk back and forth. I will go back to the military district at night. I am not as free as you, huh?" Zhan Beicheng said in a low voice.

Xingye was silent, froze, stood there, her red lips were closed tightly, and she raised her starry eyes and looked at Zhanbeicheng, but she didn't say anything.

"Say something to me." Zhan Beicheng said in a deep voice.

"Then, I'll go over, will it be inconvenient for you?" Xingye asked indifferently.

"What's inconvenience? There is an apartment building in the military region, where He Ming's wife Li Hui and their daughter Rongrong live. What's inconvenience do you think?" Zhan Beicheng asked in a narrowed black eyes and pressed his voice.

Xingye lowered his eyes, thought carefully for a few seconds before looking at him quietly, his cool tone was very pleasant, "I'm worried that I'll pass, someone can't work with peace of mind."

As he said that, a elegant and intoxicating smile as elegant as midnight orchid suddenly appeared on his white and elegant face. He gently pulled the collar of a comrade's chest with bare hands, as if there was a hint of shyness as the cool breeze.

Zhan Beicheng slowly let go of Xingye, turned around, and turned his back to Xingye, his emotional voice was a bit hoarse, "Don't underestimate my concentration, little rice bucket."

"Of course, it's not up to you by saying it." Xingye suddenly had a crescent-like smile on his lips and spoke softly.

"I am calm in the face of danger, I can do it. If you don't believe me, you can try it." The hoarse voice continued, but Zhan Beicheng's body moved over and was a little distance from Xingye.

Xingye looked at Zhan Beicheng in surprise and rebuked, "You don't have to show your concentration in front of me in such a hurry. I didn't say that you have poor concentration."

The soft body leaned over gently, the light and elegant fragrance came to his nose, and a slightly cool voice brushed across his ears, "I'll go over, you'll take care of all the housework, are you done?"

"Finish!" Zhan Beicheng responded in a low and powerful manner, lifted the quilt, and quickly got out of bed, "You go to bed first, I'll go out."

The sudden coolness made Xingye subconsciously shrink his body, raised his bare hands, pressed the lamp at the head of the bed, and looked at Zhan Beicheng who had disappeared outside the door inexplicably. His elegant and beautiful face slightly stopped. After a while, he showed an unfathomable smile.

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I didn’t update yesterday, so I’m sorry, dear. Also, thank you for your concern.
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