Ling Zhen's eyes were wide open, clear teardrops were still hanging on the eye sockets, and the eyelashes rolled down as soon as they flickered.
Wei Xi's face was very close to hers, the man closed his eyes, his eyelashes drooped, and kissed the back of her hand.
His lips were cold, but from where they touched, Ling Zhen felt that his whole body was scorching hot, and his mind was dazed.
… like
Wei Xi has never had a relationship line in the original book. Although he is a villain, he has no emotional communication with the heroine and the heroine. In the author's setting, it is completely cold and cold, and the coldness that exists exclusively to attack the protagonist Tool man.
Moreover, she remembered that in order to make the role of Wei Xi more plausible, the author also said when describing his childhood that due to the influence of his deformed and violent father and the cold family relationship, Wei Xi was very indifferent to feelings. Even though he attaches great importance to his mother who treats him well in his heart, he is not close to his mother, even a little alienated.
So even though Wei Xi treats Ling Zhen very well, Ling Zhen never thinks about it affectionately.
But now, the man's clear breath brushed his nose, and he closed his eyes and kissed very seriously.
... Those things that are difficult to understand seem to have an explanation suddenly.
Ling Zhen's slender eyelashes trembled, his heart beat like a drum, and even the fingertips on his side were tense.
She has never liked anyone, nor has she been liked by anyone.
She is a pure blank slate.
The days in the fairy world are long and dull, so she wants to see the world from there. But the master and the elder only told her that emotions and desires are vulgar things, but no one told her how to deal with this vulgar world of mortals.
Ling Zhen was too nervous to breathe, but suddenly saw the man in front of him step back a little and open his eyes.
At that moment, Wei Xi's eyes were extremely deep, like a night sky covered with cold stars. Ling Zhen even clearly saw himself reflected in it.
She was startled, as if she had been discovered, she immediately closed her eyes tightly.
Wei Xi pursed her lips, touched her neck with her fingertips, and said in a low voice, "Let go."
How dare Ling Zhen let go. But she didn't dare to shake her head.
The little girl was pressed against the door, and even the strands of her hair were scared and nervous.
Wei Xi lowered his eyes, let out a cold breath, then raised his head slightly, and kissed her forehead.
Her forehead is also well-grown, full and smooth, with a few broken hairs.
"I like you, so I'm not allowed to leave." Wei Xi moved gently, but his voice was still cold, "Do you understand?"
Ling Zhen closed his eyes, his eyelashes were still wet, and he looked pitiful.
She thought, but how can anyone like this
Wei Xi is almost like a beast, the smartest one, who can pretend to wait for his prey, but inside he is still violent and paranoid. Rather than liking, it's more like a passion for possession, just like beasts are used to enclosing their own territories.
Ordinary people confess not to mention sweetness, but at least they are kind. But when Wei Xi said he liked her, he was fierce and cold.
When she didn't speak, Wei Xi's breath became cold and heavy.
He stared at her for a while, then suddenly hugged her horizontally.
Only then did Ling Zhen open his eyes in fright, and his whole body was suspended in the air. She resisted her instinct, she didn't reach out to grab him, let alone hug him.
Wei Xi's eyes became colder.
He hugged the person, walked to the door of his room, and kicked the door open.
Ling Zhen felt dangerous and struggled in his arms.
Why are you going to his room!
Wei Xi's room is the same as his own, cold and clean, with few things, and a large area. The big black bed in the middle is very eye-catching.
He hugged the person and put him directly on the bed.
Although Ling Zhen is ignorant, he also knows that other people's beds should not be taken casually. She trembled and wanted to get up, but the figure of the man shrouded her.
Ling Zhen: "!"
She closed her eyes, her whole face was wrinkled, like a shivering lamb.
Wei Xi lowered his eyes: "You know you're afraid?"
Ling Zhen bit his lip.
Wei Xi didn't do anything, just lay down beside her. He hugged her and coaxed her in a low voice: "If you don't want to talk, go to sleep."
When you fall asleep, you won't think about running away.
Ling Zhen was forced to stand next to him, covering his face halfway with his hands, without opening his eyes or making a sound.
In this case, who can sleep? The source of danger is by his side, no matter how serious Ling Zhen is, he dare not fall asleep.
But the curtains were drawn in the room, and the outside skylight only leaked a little through the gaps, and the light was very dim. Ling Zhen's face was resting on Wei Xi's pillow, his body was covered with Wei Xi's quilt, and his breath was full of his smell.
Wei Xi waited for her to calm down, reached out and took a small spray from the bedside table, and sprayed it in the air twice.
Two seconds later, Ling Zhen smelled the scent of lavender and chamomile, and his tense nerves unconsciously relaxed.
Wei Xi patted her on the back and coaxed her to say something, which seemed very gentle.
The light, temperature, and smell are all very helpful for sleep. Ling Zhen only slept for a few hours. After resisting for a long time, his consciousness was forced to become drowsy, and finally he slowly fell into sleep.
Wei Xi slowly lowered her eyes when her breathing became longer and longer.
The corners of the girl's eyes were still slightly red, and she shielded her face with her small hands defensively. Her slender eyelashes hung obediently under her eyes, her black hair was spread messily on the bed, and a few strands rubbed against his wrist.
She's good when she's asleep...but only then.
Wei Xi just looked at her like this, with deep eyes.
She has seen the gloomy and extreme appearance, as well as the hideous and ugly body.
Whether she will like him, Wei Xi doesn't know.
But even if he hates him, loathes him, or doesn't want to talk to him, Wei Xi won't let her go.
… even if it means locking people up.
…
Outside the window, the sky gradually brightened, and after noon, it gradually darkened again.
Under the effect of sleep spray, Ling Zhen's sleep was very heavy. When I woke up again, I felt like day and night were turned upside down.
Wei Xi was no longer on the bed, but there was a faint smell of food in the house.
Ling Zhenping lay down and reacted for a while, then suddenly turned over and sat up. The phone was not with her, so she scanned around and found an electronic watch on Wei Xi's desk.
Five thirty-eight.
The show is at seven o'clock.
She actually slept from early morning to now
Ling Zhen's heart sank, the time is running out now. Wen Zichu's solo dance was the finale, and the two of them's "Voice of Love" was the opening. She has to change clothes, put on stage makeup, and has to rush there, but it's almost too late.
But the phone could not be found anywhere, Ling Zhen walked around Wei Xi's room, and when he was a little anxious, there was a knock on the door of the room.
Wei Xi stood at the door of the room, his dark eyes swept over: "Come out for dinner."
The moment Ling Zhen saw him, he shrank subconsciously.
But right now, she bit her lip and asked in a low voice, "Where's my phone?"
Wei Xi looked at her and remained silent for a few seconds before saying, "In the living room. You haven't eaten all day, so eat first."
Ling Zhen shook his head, strengthened his courage, walked past him, and walked towards the living room. She was indeed hungry, but she was more worried that people from the dance troupe would not be able to contact her.
Ling Zhen's mobile phone was placed on the table in the living room.
Last night's flower candlesticks have been cleaned up long ago, as if they never existed.
Ling Zhen walked over quickly, picked up the phone, and found that it was turned off—you don't even need to think about who did it.
She just pressed the power button when Wei Xi's voice sounded right behind her: "Who are you looking for?"
Ling Zhen took a breath, turned his head, and said calmly as much as possible: "Wei Xi, I have a performance tonight, and I have to hurry there as soon as possible."
Wei Xi curled his lips and smiled, his eyes were cold: "Go to your teacher Wen and leave?"
The mobile phone in Ling Zhen's hand happened to be turned on at this time, and after a few seconds of reaction, new messages popped up continuously.
Ling Zhen was in a hurry, but tried to communicate with him calmly: "We have a joint dance, and I wanted to invite you to watch it last night... I've been preparing for this performance for a week, so I have to go now, right?"
She spoke sincerely, but every time she said a word, Wei Xi's expression became more serious.
The black mist was getting deeper and deeper, and he said with a strong sense of gloom, "You invited me to watch you dance?"
The word "you" was bitten slightly by him.
Ling Zhen seemed to see something crumbling in Wei Xi's eyes, and unconsciously stepped back while holding the phone.
Wei Xi smiled softly when he saw her: "Then don't go."
Ling Zhen opened his eyes wide: "What?"
Wei Xi walked towards her slowly, with a soft tone: "Will you come back after you go?"
His aura was suppressed bit by bit, Ling Zhen was stunned, not knowing how to answer.
At this moment, the phone rang suddenly. Ling Zhen looked down and saw that it was Wen Zichu.
At this moment, a call from a normal senior made Ling Zhen instantly feel saved, and subconsciously pressed the answer button immediately.
But her action directly stimulated the man in front of her.
Before Ling Zhen could say "Hello", the phone was taken away and pressed down.
Then, the man pinched her chin, lowered his head, and bit her lips hard.
Ling Zhen's pupils shrank instantly.
Wei Xi's kisses are crazy.
He pressed her into his arms with one hand, and supported the back of her head with the other to force people to look up. He plundered her soft mouth with his lips and tongue, and wherever he passed, he was biting with force.
She whimpered in pain like an endangered prey, and the ferocity of the beast was completely ignited.
It was a punishing kiss.
Ling Zhen was pressed and kissed by him for a while, and finally gathered enough strength, with red eyes, he pushed him hard, and swept his palm across his chin.
Wei Xi turned his face slightly, but he was not angry.
He paused for two seconds, then easily retrieved the man and lowered his head again.
The girl was avoiding, but her resistance made people's blood boil. The man's violent and hazy breath melted between his lips and teeth, and the dark desire in his heart was heavily satisfied. He tormented the person in his arms with a posture of tearing people apart.
Ling Zhen didn't know how long he had kissed her.
She was held in her mouth, passively endured, and in the end she didn't even have the strength to resist.
After a long time, Wei Xi stopped abruptly and lowered his eyes. The little girl's lips were red and swollen, and her eyes were watery. It was because she was bullied so badly.
He backed away a little, and pressed the tip of his nose against her.
Only then did Ling Zhen recover from the suffocation, his lungs convulsed, then his arms softened, and he pushed the person in front of him hard.
Glancing at the wall clock in the living room, Wei Xi kissed her for a full twenty minutes.
He did it on purpose...!
There was only half an hour left before the performance, and she couldn't catch up anyway.
Ling Zhen's lips were sore, and his whole body was so weak that he had no strength. But her eyes were very bright, burning a ball of fire, staring at the person in front of her hatefully.
unacceptable.
Wei Xi met her gaze, and suddenly woke up from the burst of possessiveness and pleasure.
"I… "
Ling Zhen stared at him silently for a while, then turned around and went back to the room, slamming the door hard.
"Boom!" echoed in the room.
Wei Xi stood where he was, and after a while, he raised his hand impatiently and lifted the black hair on his forehead.
A few minutes later, a man's cold voice sounded in the house.
"Oriental Song and Dance Troupe? Well, I'm her family member...I'm really sorry for suddenly feeling unwell."
"Qing Xi will contribute 50% of the cost of this tour. I wish you a smooth performance."
On the opposite side, the head of the dance troupe didn't expect such a great thing to happen from the sky. Of course it's not a big deal if a newcomer doesn't come to perform! She knew that Ling Zhen's program was to dance "The Order of Heartfelt Love" with Teacher Wen, but Teacher Wen could do that dance by himself, so it doesn't matter if he doesn't come.
The group leader suppressed his excitement, coughed twice and said, "Then please Miss Ling Zhen take a good rest and don't worry about the group! By the way, Mr. Wei, you don't need Miss Ling's position with the group...?"
Wei Xi fell silent.
The man stood in the living room, his lowered eyelashes cast a shadow on his face.
Then he opened his mouth with a slight hoarseness in his voice: "...No."
"Keep it for her."
—
On the other side, Wen Zichu, who was hung up on the phone, looked at the phone with an unpredictable expression.
After a while, the group leader came out and regretfully informed everyone that Ling Zhen was unable to participate in tonight's performance due to a sudden physical condition.
Everyone in the group had different expressions, some were happy and some were sorry.
Wen Zichu glanced at his phone again, feeling a bad premonition inexplicably.
The head of the group specially came over to apologize to Wen Zichu: "Mr. Wen, you watch your performance...will it not be affected?"
He has already skipped countless times of the single-player version of "Appealing to Love", so naturally there will be no problems.
Wen Zichu shook his head: "No."
He also wanted to ask about Ling Zhen's specific situation, when a voice suddenly came from beside him.
"Mr. Wen, since Ling Zhen can't come...do you think Lingling can do it?" A friend of Song Ling pushed the blushing Song Ling up, "Lingling practiced this dance countless times at home every day, last time you picked up the fan I also saw that her strength and proficiency are definitely enough!"
Song Ling blushed a little, but she glanced at Wen Zichu and didn't stop her friend after all.
Who wouldn't want this opportunity? If you give it to her, she believes that she will not make a mistake.
Wen Zichu glanced over and glanced at the expectant little girl, as if thinking about it.
But after a while, he smiled gently: "No."
Song Ling's face turned pale, showing a bit of embarrassment.
Wen Zichu didn't say anything more, and turned to wait.
The aura in Ling Zhen's body cannot be replaced by strength and proficiency alone.
It's just... I don't know if we can still cooperate.
—
After Ling Zhen returned to the room, he sat on the bed with his legs crossed, angry and wronged.
She really didn't want to talk to Wei Xi anymore.
This man is a liar and a jerk. Stop her and force her.
Before she was going to dance, Wei Xi also said that as long as she was happy, it was all pretending.
Ling Zhen covered his lips, wanting to cry.
Wei Xi really knows how to eat people. After being kissed by him, her lips were almost broken, as if she would be bitten to death by him. She would never, never let him touch her again!
If this is what she likes, then she doesn't want it. If the paranoia in Wei Xi's character is used emotionally, the possessiveness will make people drown.
Ling Zhen sat for a long time before the anger in his heart eased up a little. She rubbed her stomach and felt hungry.
She thought, why should she starve herself
So Ling Zhen had a sullen face, pushed open the door and walked out. When he raised his eyes, he saw the man standing silently at the door.
Ling Zhen didn't even look at him, walked around him to the kitchen, took away a plate of pasta that Wei Xi prepared at night, and took it back to his room.
When he passed Wei Xi again, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Ling Zhen's wrist.
Ling Zhen was bullied by him before, and she was still afraid subconsciously. Whenever he touched her, she trembled slightly.
Wei Xi felt as if his heart had been scalded, curled up his fingertips, lowered his eyes, and let go of his hands.
"Eat slowly," he whispered, "and leave the dishes for me to wash."
Ling Zhen didn't speak, went back to the room and locked the door again.
Originally, Ling really thought that when Wei Xi went to work, she would leave. Just find a hotel first, and you can't stay with him anyway.
But things don't seem to be that simple.
For the next whole day, Wei Xi stayed at home, not going anywhere.
—He wanted to lock her up.
After realizing this, Ling Zhen became even angrier.
She is obviously a free little fairy, not a small animal he kept in captivity.
After that day, Wei Xi was no longer as gloomy and violent as before, and her attitude became very gentle, just like she pretended to be...but she just didn't let her go.
Ling Zhen officially started a cold war with him.
She felt that Wei Xi was really too much, too much.
Ling Zhen didn't eat with Wei Xi, didn't talk to him, and got up and left when Wei Xi sat next to her. Obviously the two are still under the same roof, but Ling Zhen was so angry that he completely ignored him.
If he wants to be blackened again, he should be blackened, Ling Zhen thought.
Just kill her!
After maintaining this for a few days, Ling Zhen clearly felt that Wei Xi was busy.
She can't go on tour, and she doesn't have a job for the time being, so it's okay to stay at home. But Wei Xi is different. He is in charge of such a big company, so many people are waiting for him to make decisions, and it is enough if he does not show up for a few days.
This afternoon, Wei Xi connected several calls, as if there was something urgent.
Zhao Yan was about to cry on the other end of the phone: "Mr. Wei, come quickly! Yuanda is deliberately competing with us for the project..."
Wei Xi stood up and went to the balcony to meet him.
Ling Zhen sat on the sofa, glanced at his back, and said nothing.
Wei Xi had been answering this call for a long time, and when he came back, he walked to the edge of the sofa with a chill in his body to look at her.
The little girl didn't look sideways, and didn't even give him the slightest glance.
Wei Xi leaned over, wanting to kiss Ling Zhen's forehead.
Ling Zhen put down the phone, stood up and left. But as soon as she took a step, she was hugged from behind.
Wei Xi rested his chin on her shoulder, rubbed his lips against the tip of her ear, and said in a hoarse voice, "...I'm going out for a while, don't run around."
Ling Zhen hadn't spoken to him for a long time, and Wei Xi felt a slight pain in his heart as he breathed her breath.
He knew she was angry.
I also know how to calm her down.
But he didn't know what would happen to him if Ling Zhen was allowed to leave.
Ling Zhen didn't speak, Wei Xi's eyes dimmed, he kissed her ear, and then let go of the struggling girl.
He glanced at Ling Zhen, took her mobile phone and computer away, and said in a low voice, "I'll return it to you when I get back."
Ling Zhen looked at him incredulously, sometimes she wondered if Wei Xi was crazy.
Wei Xi lowered his eyes and tightened his fingers slightly: "...wait for me a moment."
Ling Zhen felt that he was unreasonable.
After Wei Xi went out, Ling Zhen jumped up, went to the door and tried it, but it was locked. She walked around the house, trying to figure out how to get out.
After a while, Ling Zhen returned to the door and tried to call out: "Is anyone there?"
There are not many residents on their floor, and they kept calling for a while, but there was no response.
Ling Zhen dug out another iron wire from home, imitating the appearance on TV, and tried to open the lock. But the anti-theft door is too complicated, Ling Zhen sat on the ground and tried it for an hour, in vain.
She didn't know when Wei Xi would come back, she missed this time, and she didn't know how long she would have to wait.
But she really really didn't want to be locked up any longer.
I don't know if God heard the little fairy's call, but when Ling Zhen was at a loss what to do, the doorbell suddenly rang.
Ling Zhen was shocked when he heard someone shouting outside the door: "Hi, is this your takeaway?"
The house number of their building is a bit similar, and there has been an incident of delivering the wrong takeaway before, but Ling really didn't expect to catch up at this time!
She quickly sat up from the ground and said to the door, "Yes, it's my house!"
The delivery guy thought she didn't dare to open the door, so he understood: "Then I'll leave the door for you, and you can pick it up later."
"Wait!" Ling Zhen stopped him, and said embarrassedly, "Our house is locked, can I trouble you to go to the property and ask the lockpicker to come? I can double the errand fee for you."
When the delivery boy heard that the money was good, he agreed: "Okay, just wait a moment!"
…
Qing Xi.
Wei Xi held an emergency meeting, and it took two hours to determine the current solution.
After the meeting ended, Zhao Yan clenched his teeth: "Yuanda has been against us for a long time."
Wei Xi looked down at his wristwatch, got up with his coat in hand, and said, "Continue to follow, call me anytime you have any questions."
Zhao Yan was stunned for a moment: "Mr. Wei, what happened at home recently?"
Although Wei Xi didn't miss out on the work that he was supposed to handle, it was indeed rare for him not to show up for a few days.
Wei Xi nodded: "Yes."
He drove towards home, and when he encountered a red light, he tapped the steering wheel with his slender fingers.
There was a sense of impatience hanging in the bottom of his heart, and his almost morbid psychology made him have to go home as soon as possible and see people.
But halfway through the drive, Wei Xi glanced over a shop on the side of the road, and suddenly stopped the car.
It was a dessert shop that Ling Zhen liked very much. It was not exquisite, it was just a small window. But every time she passed by, she would buy a box of soy milk.
Wei Xi got out of the car and went to line up. The little girls in the line were all secretly looking back at him.
When Wei Xi arrived, the clerk also blushed and asked, "What do you want, sir?"
Wei Xi said calmly: "Soymilk box."
"Oh, there is only the last one left." The clerk speculated that this handsome guy should be bought for his girlfriend, sour and envious, "Your girlfriend is very lucky! She will be happy~"
Wei Xi took the handbag and lowered his eyes: "... I hope."
Ten minutes later, Wei Xi returned home with a dessert bag.
As soon as his hand touched the door lock, he suddenly paused.
Then Wei Xi pushed open the door and walked in slowly.
The house was deserted.
There is no one left.
The author has something to say: Brother Xi is no longer a man, I apologize for him! !
But the little fairy will cure him~
(I’ll just explain it while I’m editing it, the host assumes that you understand, if you forgot to look up at the title and copywriting~ Blackening is a disease that needs to be cured, and the sins committed now will have to be paid back in the future
(Sweet text, sugar is behind, don’t worry~
(In addition, some perverted babies think this is also sweet, cough cough cough is very thoughtful, I like it!!