It was only at this time that Sheng Yeting realized that this woman was in a bad mood because of this incident!
He didn't need to think about it. In fact, he could imagine that his mother must have said some unpleasant things to Xia Xingcheng.
He just knew his mother too well, so he could understand why Xia Xingcheng was in so much pain.
Mother is always like this, like a soft knife, but the people she slaughters have nowhere to escape.
Thinking of this, Sheng Yeting felt a little sour in his heart, and suddenly he began to feel sorry for this woman.
This seemed to be something he had never felt since he was sensible.
It was hard to describe, and it made him feel a little at a loss.
After a long time, Xia Xingcheng seemed to wake up a little, and the confusion in her eyes lessened. She blinked and asked him, "Sheng Yeting, you said that my marriage to you is really dragging you down?"
When she said this, her eyes couldn't help but turn red.
Sheng Yeting frowned, then lifted Xia Xingcheng's chin, making her look directly at him with confused eyes, "Although we have agreed to get married, I am not the kind of person who talks about divorce casually."
"How can my marriage, Sheng Yeting, be a child's play?"
He looked at the woman in front of him quietly, with a rare firmness in his voice.
Xia Xingcheng blinked her big, confused eyes, and now she couldn't help but deeply doubt that she was really drunk.
Otherwise, why would she hear such words from Sheng Yeting? Normally, she wouldn't even dare to think about it.
In fact, she never had any extravagant expectations.
So Xia Xingcheng immediately chuckled and said coquettishly: "Who would believe what you said?"
She didn't want to believe it. This was not the Sheng Yeting she knew.
Sheng Yeting would not be like this.
The smile in Xia Xingcheng's eyes was filled with tears. Such a scene made Sheng Yeting's breath hitch for no reason.
There was a suffocating feeling of being grabbed by someone's throat, which he suppressed.
Sheng Yeting raised his eyebrows and looked at the drunk woman in front of him with some amusement.
"When did I, Sheng Yeting, become so untrustworthy? Huh?"
Feeling the dangerous slight pressure surrounding her, Xia Xingcheng instinctively shrank her neck.
But because he was drunk, he was much bolder than usual. He looked at the man in front of him provocatively: "Let me believe what you said unless you prove it to me."
Seeing her say this, Sheng Yeting's smile deepened, and he suddenly became interested: "How do you want me to prove it? Tell me."
This question seemed to stump Xia Xingcheng directly.
Xia Xingcheng couldn't help but tilted her head and thought for a long time, but she still had no clue.
It was true that the man in front of her had the handsome face of Sheng Yeting, but what he said really made her confused.
Plus what he said today was a huge surprise to her.
Everything like this made her feel unreal, not to mention that her head was still dizzy now.
So, with Sheng Yeting's eyes chasing after him, Xia Xingcheng didn't know what was going on in his head.
Almost instinctively, Xia Xingcheng said, "How about... you kiss me and I'll see if you listen."
Her already big eyes narrowed mischievously, revealing a faint light that made Sheng Yeting unable to look away.
He was stunned for a moment, and finally chuckled, "Wasn't that enough just now? What's so difficult about this?"
Then, Sheng Yeting gently pressed Xia Xingcheng's head on the sofa, and the distance between the two was very close.
The woman beneath him seemed to have forgotten the struggle, and just stared at him blankly with her big eyes open.
Seeing that she still had no reaction, Sheng Yeting couldn't help but raise his head and looked at her helplessly: "When I kiss you, you should close your eyes, you know?"
Xia Xingcheng blinked, not knowing whether he heard it or not.
Then, he finally closed his eyes.
Sheng Yeting smiled with satisfaction. At this time, he should choose to let this woman go, but he couldn't control himself at all.
Xia Xingcheng's brain was becoming less and less clear-headed, and Sheng Yeting's fanaticism made her think it was just a dream.
Xia Xingcheng seemed a little uncomfortable and began to struggle to get away.
Sheng Yeting was pushed away a little, and the two of them were halfway away from the wall.
Putting his head on Xia Xingcheng's forehead, Sheng Yeting looked down at the woman who made him react.
"You're done and you want to leave directly?"
Sheng Yeting spoke word by word, his voice was a little unbearably hoarse, which made people feel a little itchy.
Perhaps it was the effect of alcohol that made Xia Xingcheng even more unsure whether what happened in front of him was real or a dream.
If it's a dream, why is everything so real
Seeing that the woman under him did not answer, and her face was already stained with a faint blush, he couldn't help but remember that he once said that if there was a next time, he would not mind changing the content of the agreement.
Sheng Yeting was not willing to let her go at this time.
(End of chapter)