Chapter 922 Interesting Anyway

In fact, compared to Cui Xian who didn't say anything deliberately, but didn't say what shouldn't be said, Wei Sheng's own reticence is more of a deliberate concealment. But in fact, she just didn't think it was necessary to talk about it, maybe she was a little unwilling and didn't know where to start.

She felt that this had nothing to do with the future relationship between the two of them, or even her future life.

There are also those who do not want to mention.

This is also a topic that does not need to be mentioned when things come to an end, but at this moment Wei Sheng feels that there should be rewards for 'pressing' such a secret. 'I am also a little bit of nothing.

His pupils constricted, and after a moment of silence, he chewed the name slowly, "Huang, Jin, Zi."

Wei Sheng nodded with dim eyes, "Mr. Huang used the name of his adopted son as a cover for me, Cui Xian, I..."

"I see." He leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips softly, his simple and gentle response seemed to reassure her that she didn't need to think about it.

Wei Sheng looked at him and pursed his lips and smiled, only to hear him whisper, "Although I really want to know the ins and outs of the matter, we have been deadlocked in this position for five minutes, Wei Sheng... there will be time to talk slowly."

Hearing such helpless and comforting words, her face turned red, and she didn't know where to put her hands clutching the bed sheet.

"Did you suffer from talkativeness after drinking?" He couldn't help asking again.

"You're a talker." She spat and said coyly, "Can, can you change it, it's too embarrassing."

"Stop talking." He shook his head, kissed the chattering mouth, and asked in a low voice teasingly, "Have you prepared your emotions yet?"

Before Wei Sheng could react, he straightened his body and pulled her right arm behind him with one hand, supported his waist, and pressed her shoulder with the other hand.

The sharp sword was slowly sheathed.

She snorted, her toes curled up sharply, and the hand resting on his waist couldn't help but slipped down sharply. At the same time, her body tensed back, and the shoulder blades on her back curled up into a perfect arc under the tilt of the moonlight.

This can't help but make him take a breath, and send some strength under the huge resistance.

...

When the sword was completely in its sheath, he took a long breath, but he didn't dare to move rashly. He bent his body down, his forehead was already oozing fine beads of sweat because of the tension and restraint, as if seeing her in unbearable pain, he shrank his head not moving at all.

He tried to divert her attention, and asked in a low voice, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

"It hurts." She wrinkled her face and looked sideways at him, her eyes full of mist, and said, "Can you keep going, take your time."

He stared at her for a moment, then smiled strangely and kissed her on the cheek, "If you always have this expression, I can't guarantee it."

After saying this, he has already slowly hugged the person in his arms, and slowly started to move.

Until the muffled hum in her throat gradually began to tremble, calling his name in a low voice.

"I'm here." He bowed his head and kissed her lightly on the back shoulder.

He straightened his body and brought her up at the same time, encircling her in his arms with both hands, buried his face tightly on her neck, his voice became hoarse due to the suppression and tension, "I'm..."

She leaned tightly in his arms, grasping the back of his hands with both hands, feeling powerless all over her body, feeling the strength from him.

In the dark room under the moonlight, only two shadows intertwined with deep affection can be faintly seen.

...

In the small courtyard under the night, Wei Sheng finally put on the silk nightgown that was worn out for her today, and sat cross-legged on his lap, still leaning against him, enduring the blowing of the hair dryer in her wet hair Hum blow.

He held the blower, just like a young man, and carefully fiddled and dried her long hair with his hands.

Until there was the sound of windows sliding upstairs, and then someone yelled, "Can you go back to the room and blow it at night! Let people sleep?"

Only then did he press his thumb to turn off the hair dryer, and ran his hands through her hair as if he had never heard of it, "Okay."

Wei Sheng hummed, still sitting cross-legged, and leaned back into his arms. He also scratched her face with the tip of his nose, "Is it better?"

The thoughts of the three years seemed to come out completely at that moment, even if he followed the instinct of the body, he couldn't restrain it later, the attack was really not light, he closed his eyes and scratched her cheek at this moment, A smile gradually overflowed from the corner of his lips.

Wei Sheng opened his eyes and looked at the bright crescent moon in the sky, smiled and said, "Yes."

After all, she stretched out her hand to hold his hand, clasped her fingers tightly together and said, "It's really not interesting."

He opened his eyes and looked at the profile face close at hand, "Interesting."

"What's the point?" She stared at him suspiciously, and said that the taste was wonderful, and in the end she was sweating all over. She tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time and didn't feel any fun in it.

He opened his mouth, and finally buried his face in her neck, "Anyway, it's interesting."

Wei Sheng said in surprise, "Why are you still embarrassed?"

He just let out a muffled laugh, and continued in this posture, "No."

"Then what's the point of talking about it?" Wei Sheng couldn't help teasing under the dark night.

He opened some gaps and looked up at her, seeing her smiling and staring at him, he closed his eyes and sighed, "It's too wonderful."

"How wonderful?" Wei Sheng blushed, but was really curious.

He raised his head and approached her, his eyes glaringly wandering over her body, "I just want to always...always...always..."

"Okay." Wei Sheng interrupted with a blushing blushing, lay down on his side and wrapped his neck around his neck, and said, "Let's talk business."

"Hmm." He lowered his head and closed his nagging little mouth to correct it.

Wei Sheng looked up at him sideways, pursed his lips and smiled, "When Mr. Huang left, he said that he would pass on the position to me, but there was one condition, that is, he wanted me to marry Kong Zhandong in the future, and I agreed."

Hearing this, he paused slightly, his eyes flickering.

"We agreed at the time that it was a stopgap measure." Wei Sheng pulled his finger and gently stretched it, and said calmly, "But now I have changed my mind. If I can get a seat at the World Hongmen Association at the end of the year, And Kong Zhandong is still willing to play for me, so I will take over."

"No." He broke free with his fingers and tightened his hand holding her suddenly, "It's too dangerous."

Hearing this, Wei Sheng put his forehead against his chin, looked at the starry sky in the distance, and slowly showed a smile on his face. In the past three years, she has been in danger all the time.

She stood up with a smile, glanced at him and walked towards the house with her hands behind her back, and said calmly, "What you are doing now is too dangerous, in case something goes wrong one day in the future, I can keep you safe and sound."

After he finished speaking, he walked into the house with a steady and strange pace.