Si Yiyan pinched her cold hands and whispered, "Don't worry, I'm here. I'll definitely be included in your efforts to avenge your mother-in-law."
Wen Xinya's nervousness suddenly relaxed. She glared at him and said, "I haven't even married you yet, and you're already calling me mother-in-law. I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone as shameless as you."
Si Yiyan laughed: "You will marry me sooner or later anyway, so I will call you mother-in-law sooner or later. What does it matter if it's sooner or later?"
Wen Xinya pouted at him and said, "Who wants to marry me? How shameless!"
Si Yiyan gently lifted her chin, forcing her to look at him, and said in an aggressive and fierce tone: "If you don't marry me, who else can you marry?"
Please note that he said "can still" and not "still want to" or any other noun.
In a certain man's heart, Wen Xinya has become his property.
Wen Xinya's brain twitched, and she turned her head away from the hand holding her chin, and said with a pout, "Tsk, you make it seem like I must have you. There are many people who want to marry me, and I'm in good demand."
Wen Xinya was actually feeling guilty when she said this. She darted around the living room, looking around aimlessly, but she didn't dare to look Si Yiyan in the eye.
"You don't have to have me, but I have to have you. What should I do?" Si Yiyan stretched out his fingers and suddenly grasped Wen Xinya's cheeks, with his five fingers slightly sunken into her cheeks. His domineering aura, but his attitude that could not be rejected, forced her to look at him.
Although his five fingers were not as smooth and jade-like as those of a woman, they were white and healthy and pampered. The five fingers were strong and slender like bamboo joints, elegant yet imposing.
"Let me go!" Feeling Si Yiyan's fierce and ruthless aura, she couldn't help but shrink her shoulders. She felt scared. The hand on her cheek made her extremely embarrassed, but she couldn't feel any malice, so she couldn't get angry.
Si Yiyan not only didn't let go, but also used the hand that was pinching her cheek to pull her cheek closer: "I don't care how many people want to marry you, or how good your market is, but... who do you want to marry?"
The sound seemed clearer and clearer than usual, like the sound of the ice suddenly cracking in a glacier in winter, icy and biting.
Wen Xinya was originally guilty, so she couldn't stand such a scare, so her momentum softened all of a sudden, and she leaned softly into Si Yiyan's arms, her voice was full of coquettish flattery: "Of course it's you, I was just talking casually before."
Si Yiyan's eyes flickered, a faint glow flowing all over, but with a chilly chill: "Of course it's you, what do you mean?"
Who can afford to offend Si Yiyan like this! Wen Xinya wanted to slap herself in the face. If she didn't commit suicide, she would die. She quickly said, "Of course, I just want to marry you."
Although she said this, Wen Xinya's heart was full of resentment. She would die if she didn't have a black heart!
The atmosphere in the living room made Wen Xinya feel inexplicably uncomfortable. Her cheeks seemed to be stained with rouge, a color that no ointment, powder, or blush in the world could erase. She was like a peach blossom blooming in spring, burning out all the colors of spring.
She quietly raised her eyes and looked towards Si Yiyan, her eyes filled with cautious shrewdness and shy flattery.
"Say it again!" Si Yiyan changed the hand that was pinching her cheek to stroking. There were light calluses between his fingers from holding the gun. The touch was not thick, nor rough, but it had an indescribable feeling that made her heart tremble.
However, his voice was too powerful to be rejected.
Wen Xinya was most afraid of Si Yiyan like this. It was as if the claws that were usually restrained suddenly appeared completely in an instant. She repeated obediently: "Although there are many people who want to marry me, and my market value is also very good, but... the only person I want to marry is you!"
Si Yiyan laughed, and her smile was like the first melting of spring snow, still with an icy temperature, but elegant like a green lotus that stands alone and isolated from the world: "I can regard what you just said as a confession, don't worry... Just for your sincerity in wanting me, I will definitely fulfill your wish."
To fulfill your wish of just marrying me.
“You…you…” Wen Xinya widened her eyes and realized belatedly that what she had just said was clearly a confession to Si Yiyan. Such a confession was more solemn than words of love such as “I love you”, as if it carried an attitude of declaration, with unswerving determination, and unwavering affection.
Between her and Si Yiyan, it was Si Yiyan who first said the words of love "I love you" to her.
But now, she was seduced by Si Yiyan into saying this confession that concerns her life.
And the phrase "it has to be me" was clearly an attempt to pressure her and retaliate against her previous words "it doesn't have to be you".
Wen Xinya was so upset in her heart that her intestines turned green. This stinky man would die if he wasn't cunning!
Si Yiyan's smile became more and more elegant, with a hint of beautiful grace: "Don't forget what you just said to me, otherwise... I will punish you, okay?"
Punish you! Wen Xinya seemed to be struck by lightning. This was the rhythm of her changing from being evil to being a devil.
Si Yiyan opened his mouth and bit her ear, gently biting it: "Did you hear it clearly?"
Ears are used to listen.
It looked like a light bite, but the force was not light. Wen Xinya shuddered in pain, and under the strong momentum of a certain man, she replied in a low voice like a little wife, "I heard it clearly!"
Si Yiyan licked her ear hole gently and coaxed her in a low voice: "The voice is too soft, I didn't hear it clearly, dear... Say it again, okay?"
"Woo woo... I really heard it clearly!" How could Wen Xinya dare to disobey? People are like this. Once their momentum weakens, it will become weaker and weaker. Being suppressed like this, it is simply impossible for her to turn the situation around in a short time.
Oh my god! Where on earth did this black-bellied big-tailed wolf come from? Take it away quickly!
Si Yiyan laughed, his tone aggressive: "What do you want to hear clearly?"
"That's right. I will never forget what I confessed to you just now, otherwise I will accept your punishment." Wen Xinya resisted the urge to grind her teeth. She wanted to rise up in rebellion and sing the song "The Liberated Serfs", but when she was under someone's roof, she had to bow her head.
Si Yiyan laughed again: "Good boy~!"
Such a Si Yiyan was too dangerous. Every time he made her unable to resist, so every time, Wen Xinya chose to surrender without exception.