After the divorce, Sheng Shao indulged in pampering

After returning, Sheng Yan entered the guest room as promised.

Xia Qinghuan didn't eat at night, but she didn't have any appetite at all. She tossed and turned in bed and couldn't fall asleep.

Turning over again, she stood up with swollen eyes.

She couldn't bear this feeling, even if she had to have a big fight with Sheng Yan, it was better than being roasted slowly like this, tormenting carefully, waiting to be executed at any time.

I picked out a sexy pajamas, thin and almost only one layer of material, almost transparent, especially in some places, the transparency is higher.

Xia Qinghuan gritted her teeth and pushed open the door of the guest room.

"Sheng Yan! You...why haven't you slept yet?"

Contrary to the imagined scene, Sheng Yan was wearing pajamas, long clothes and long sleeves, reading documents on the table in the guest room.

She checked the time, it was one o'clock in the evening.

Being disturbed, Sheng Yan didn't raise his head.

"Is something wrong?"

It's so nonchalant.

Xu is that Sheng Yan is usually too kind to her, and she is the one who did the wrong thing, but she feels aggrieved for no reason.

Regardless of walking to the bed, Xia Qinghuan wrapped her head in the quilt and said forcefully, "I'll sleep here tonight!"

She lifted part of the quilt, deliberately showing part of her figure to flirt with the other party.

Sure enough, Sheng Yan couldn't take it anymore, so he sorted out the files and got up.

Under Xia Qinghuan's expectant eyes... walked outside the door.

"I leave it here for you, I'll go back to sleep."

Xia Qinghuan stopped him: "You can't go back to the master bedroom to sleep!"

"Then where should I go? Where do you want me to go?" The self-mockery in Sheng Yan's eyes became more and more obvious, and the corners of his lips curled up in a cold arc, "Or...you want me to move out of here?"

Xia Qinghuan's eyes became sore all of a sudden, and he ignored the questioning.

"Do you have to live apart from me?"

Sheng Yan looked at her fixedly, his eyes were deep and bottomless.

"It's not that I want to separate from you, the one who wants to live apart from me, isn't it always you?"

"You are still dissatisfied with offering to stay as a guest, what exactly do you want me to do?"

"I won't move out, and you don't want to move out either."

Xia Qinghuan was stunned: "I want to live separately from you?"

She was arranged without saying a word, why did she want to live apart?

Sheng Yan saw her face clearly and frowned.

"I didn't see you after I came back. I found that the things in the bedroom had been moved. You cleaned up a guest room and put your usual things in it..."

Xia Qinghuan continued what he hadn't finished saying: "Afterwards you found out that I was with Fu Xiujin, and thought that I wanted to separate from you because of Fu Xiujin?"

Sheng Yan: "Isn't it?"

Xia Qinghuan said firmly: "Of course not!"

Sheng Yan pursed her thin lips into a straight line, and added: "There is a location on the car, you didn't tell me before you went, and you won't answer the phone afterwards."

Xia Qinghuan was speechless: "So you sentenced me to death without even asking, and you want to sleep separately from me?"

Xu Shi realized something was wrong, so Sheng Yan turned his gaze away.

"I'm afraid you...not only want to move out of the master bedroom."

"You were worried that I would move out of the house and go to Fu Xiujin's place, that's why you offered to sleep as a guest?" Xia Qinghuan was almost dumbfounded.

Sheng Yan didn't speak, and the expression on his face was the default.

It turned out that this matter was an oolong from beginning to end!

Xia Qinghuan was annoyed: "Am I that unworthy of your trust?"

"It's not that I don't believe it..." He just has no confidence in himself.

Xia Qinghuan didn't ask, but explained everything.

"I cleaned the guest room in the morning because you last night..."

"My back hurts in the morning and I want to rest for a few days."

It's also strange, when Sheng Yan was in a trance on the bed, she could force her to say anything, but now she was embarrassed to get up after getting out of bed.

Xia Qinghuan tried her best to ignore the heat on her face.

"As for Fu Xiujin, he seems to be sick, physically ill. His assistant called me at night and said that he might be committing suicide. He asked me to help persuade him. I didn't plan to go, so I didn't tell you."

"Later, for some reason, I drove there unknowingly and went up to have a look."

Following her explanation, Sheng Yan's face turned cloudy, but after the last sentence, he became cloudy again.

"You still can't forget him?"

Xia Qinghuan glared at him:

"Do you think I'm such a scumbag? I'm thinking of another man, still with you?"

Sheng Yan's face became better with the naked eye, and he picked her up by the waist and put her on the bed, wrapped her in his arms, and wrapped her tightly in the quilt.

"It's cold, don't catch cold."

Xia Qinghuan wrapped him in, rolled into his chest and arched.

"Hua Tian saved you, so you promised to help him take care of the wreath, but I did too."

"Fu Xiujin saved my life. I can't just watch him die, but that's all. You should know that during the three years I was with him, I will never be with him again."

"Are you relieved now?"

After waiting, but not hearing the other party's reply, Xia Qinghuan poked her head out from under the quilt, and met Shang Shengyan's eyes, with all kinds of complex emotions intertwined in her eyes, making it unpredictable.

She poked the opponent's chest muscle: "Speak."

Sheng Yan asked a strange question.

"Do you promise life-saving grace? As long as someone saves you, you will have feelings for him?"

Xia Qinghuan retorted: "How could that be?"

"If you say it like this, I might as well marry a policeman, after all, they have saved the most lives."

"That was the only time I was moved, and then I happened to meet before I got married."

Sheng Yan lowered his eyes, his eyelashes blocked his eyes, he couldn't see the meaning of his eyes clearly, and his voice was very low.

"You mean... only Fu Xiujin is special, even if other people save you, they can't replace him?"

It is not good to say that the ex is special in front of the current one.

And Sheng Yan did save her, once the wire broke, and once the fierce horse lost control.

Xia Qinghuan realized later, and wanted to explain the gunfight that year: "I met Fu Xiujin differently, when we..."

"Enough!" Sheng Yan interrupted her, and there was a trace of panic in his voice that he didn't even notice, "I don't want to hear it."

Xia Qinghuan pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.

Those experiences had already happened, and she could not deny that she had thought about her savior.

But given Fu Xiujin's indifference towards her, if the other party hadn't been the halo of a savior, but the light in her barren vision, perhaps she would never have had any interaction with someone like Fu Xiujin in her life.

When she was distracted, Xia Qinghuan felt a pain on her lips.

Sheng Yan bit her lips lightly: "I want you."

Xia Qinghuan subconsciously supported her waist.

That's all, I almost misunderstood the cold war today, the dog man is in a bad mood, she understands.

With the idea of ​​sacrificing her life for righteousness, she responded.

The indoor temperature kept rising, Sheng Yan purposely did not turn off the lights, admiring her pajamas.

At the moment of tight fit, he leaned over with a hoarse voice.

"Huanhuan, you are mine, no matter the past, you are mine now."

Xia Qinghuan raised her waist and catered: "It's yours, it is now, and it will be in the future. We will always be together, okay?"

She didn't know that Sheng Yan was so insecure, and she could think about it when she cleaned up the guest room. The two almost separated because of this oolong.

It won't happen in the future, it's because she didn't do well, and she will give the other party enough sense of security in the future.

Under the catering, the man is even more wild, and he will go through it again and again.

In a daze, Xia Qinghuan's eyes fell on the man's bright red cinnabar mole, and the thought of being denied once again occupied his heart.

If the first person I met was Sheng Yan, would the ending be very different?