After shopping for a whole day, Wen Xinya bought a lot of things. They had dinner at a famous restaurant in Country E. After dinner, Si Yiyan took Wen Xinya to see the night view.
Mozambique is a city with the polish and sedimentation of history. Because of its Baroque architectural style, this city always gives people a feeling of heaviness and luxury. The night view is particularly beautiful. The yellow light in the city makes the whole city luxurious and extravagant. People coming and going talk and laugh unscrupulously, showing their enthusiasm and flamboyance.
When women go shopping in groups and see men they are interested in, they will invite them on the spot without hesitation. Men carry bottles of wine, whistle at pretty women, flirt with them at will, and even drag those they are interested in to nearby small hotels without saying anything.
The night seemed to make the people of Country E even more unscrupulous.
More and more women were flirting with Si Yiyan and inviting him out. Wen Xinya said in annoyance, "I don't want to go shopping anymore. Let's go home!"
She doesn't want to be surrounded by women coveting her man wherever she goes. That feeling is really bad.
Si Yiyan pursed his lips and said, "Okay! Let's go to the manor now."
Most men in Country E like women from Western countries, but Xinya's beauty has attracted the covetousness of many men. From time to time, men whistle at her, but she is in a bad mood and doesn't pay attention.
Even some bold men wanted to come forward, but were scared away by his eyes. It was really not fun to go shopping like this.
Si Yiyan took the car, and the two of them returned to the manor with different thoughts.
After returning to the manor, the servants were sorting out the things Wen Xinya had bought today in the living room. Wen Xinya was shocked when she saw them. She hadn't realized that she had bought so many things in one day.
Most of these things were gifts bought for the guys, and only a few were things I liked.
Si Yiyan glanced at the things piled up like a small hill on the ground. His beautiful eyebrows unconsciously frowned, a faint light flashed across his eyes, and even his thin lips were slightly pursed, as if he was a little displeased.
Wen Xinya didn't notice it. She was staring at the bracelet in her hand, which represented a perfect match, and was smiling happily. She didn't think the gift was tacky at first, but after Si Yiyan exaggerated it, it became so meaningful. She must keep this bracelet well.
The more she looked at it, the more beautiful it seemed to her. She couldn't help but mutter, "Si Yiyan's taste is really top-notch."
I used to think it was a bit vulgar, but now I think the bracelet is attractive. The crape myrtle flower carved on it has a good metaphor, "Who says flowers don't stay in bloom forever? Crape myrtle blooms for half a year in spring!" It also has the metaphor of longevity.
There are also broken pieces of glass jade from the old pit. They look like irregular corners, but if you look closely, you can see that there are Chinese characters carved on them: Fu, Lu, Shou, Kang, Ning, De, Zhen...
"Si Yiyan..." Wen Xinya turned her head to call Si Yiyan beside her as if she had discovered a new continent.
But where is Si Yiyan around
Wen Xinya couldn't help wondering how he could disappear in the blink of an eye. She asked the maid who was sorting things on the floor, "Where did the master go? Do you know?"
The maid quickly replied, "She should have gone to the study at this time."
Wen Xinya nodded: "Take me to the study!"
I don’t know where Si Yiyan took Liu Yanhua. I haven’t seen her since I came to the manor yesterday. The manor is so big and there is no familiar person to take care of it, which makes her a little uncomfortable.
The maid respectfully took Wen Xinya to the second floor, turned left and right, and finally stopped in front of a sculpture door.
The maid left, and Wen Xinya looked at the sculptured door carefully. It was a picture of Confucius preaching. It was abstract, but looked very artistic. Wen Xinya reached out and pushed open the door of the study.
But Si Yiyan was not in the study.
Wen Xinya frowned slightly. No one was around. Did something happen
Wen Xinya thought that Si Yiyan seemed to be in a bad mood ever since they returned to the manor.
Wen Xinya followed the same path she had taken to come to their room, gently pushed the door open and entered the room. Si Yiyan was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window, surrounded by a pile of gifts that had been repackaged and sorted by the servants.
Wen Xinya walked over slowly and gently hugged his waist from behind: "What's wrong, are you unhappy?"
Si Yiyan pursed his lips. Wen Xinya couldn't see his expression, but only saw his silhouette cast on the lower glass window, which was gray and obscure.
Wen Xinya whispered, "Why are you so ignoring me?"
Usually it was Si Yiyan who coaxed her, but now it was her turn, she realized that coaxing people was a technical job and required a lot of brainpower.
Si Yiyan suddenly turned around and pushed Wen Xinya against the floor-to-ceiling glass window. His movements were swift and fierce.
With a dull thud, Wen Xinya's body hit the bulletproof tempered glass hard, and her thin back was aching slightly from the impact.
Is this the legendary "wall dong?"
No, to be more precise, it’s “Glass Bang!”
Not as brutal as "Wall Dong"!
"Si Yi..." Wen Xinya hadn't reacted yet. Under the dim yellow light, his figure was rendered somewhat dim and unclear, covering her head and even her entire body. Then... his kiss came down on her.
This kind of kiss has a fierce taste and is full of wanton devastation!
This was the first time that Si Yiyan kissed her so fiercely, carrying emotions that she didn't understand but couldn't suppress, making her feel inexplicably flustered and confused. She even lost the strength to struggle and could only passively endure it.
His teeth rubbed her lips, and because he didn't control the strength of the blows, she felt a soreness between her lips, and then the salty taste of rust filled her lips. She knew that her lips were broken by him.
This was the first time Si Yiyan hurt her during a kiss.
The salty taste filled her lips and lingered. Si Yiyan's attack became gentle and slow. He moved away a little and stared at her swollen lips. Her lips were ravaged by him so wantonly that they were soaked with water but also with a faint trembling light. Bright blood slowly flowed out from the unknown wound, along the delicate texture of her lips, and instantly spread all over her lips, bringing a breathtaking beauty of brokenness.
His heart tightened, he lowered his head and gently sucked the blood from her lips, and whispered in her ear: "I'm sorry!"
Wen Xinya shook her head, but her throat was very dry.
There was something about Si Yiyan that she couldn't understand at this moment. His brows were filled with deep and obscure emotions, and his thin lips were stained with her blood. He had a touch of enchanting beauty, but it was so cold that it made her heart chill!
what happened to him
Si Yiyan's hands pinched her waist and turned her over, and Wen Xinya was pushed against the glass. Her cheeks were squeezed and deformed, and her body was pressed against the glass. The man behind her pressed against her, and his slender and beautiful hands separated her legs while she screamed, and the hard and hot man's body advanced from behind her!
Si Yiyan seems to particularly like this posture.