biting cherry

Chapter 2 Restless

After seeing off Meng Fan's banquet, Butler Qi returned to the Cherry Blossom Garden empty-handed.

Shen Xingying poked her head out of the third dark brown window and asked, "Uncle Qi, where is my flower basket?"

She just saw that her flower basket was carried by Butler Qi. Why was it missing when she came back?

Uncle Qi stood under the rain corridor and heard the call of the girl upstairs. He suddenly realized: "Oh, Miss Xingying, it's like this. Just now, Mr. Meng saw that the flower basket was woven exquisitely and skillfully, so he borrowed it for use. Come back in two days."

Shen Xingying was so nervous that she smoked: "He is a grown man, what is he going to do with a flower basket? He is really annoyed."

Butler Qi smiled and said, "Then you have to ask Mr. Meng in person. I don't dare to ask any more questions."

How could Shen Xingying dare to ask if Butler Qi was deliberately giving her problems?

Shen Xingying thought for a while, then gave up and asked something else: "Then what is he doing here today?"

In my memory, Meng Fan came to the Shen family for banquets only a handful of times, no more than three times.

Butler Qi shook his head: "I'm not sure about that. I'm probably talking to Director Shen about business matters."

However, Shen Xingying's heart tightened, and she always felt that it was not just that.

……

As soon as the rain fell, it continued all night.

Shen Xingying might have been thinking about it that day, but not long after getting into bed, she dreamed of Meng Fan's banquet.

Meng Fanyan in the dream was always unruly, and he loved to pinch her chin bone and interrogate her: "Why did you run away again when you saw me today? Huh?"

The touch of the dream was very real. She frowned in pain, but she couldn't say a word.

Meng Fanyan suppressed her, pulled off his tie, covered her eyebrows, and leaned close to her ear: "I haven't been kissed for a few days, and I feel restless."

Shen Xingying's heart trembled, and she finally made a weak plea: "Meng Fanyan, I beg you, don't do this..."

"That's really bad." Meng Fanyan bit the corner of her mouth punitively: "Didn't you like to call me brother before?"

Shen Xingying couldn't control her dream. No matter how she struggled and resisted, Meng Fanyan's ghost still lingered.

She tried her best to open her eyes, but her eyelids seemed to be covered with a thousand pounds of weight, and she was so sleepy that she couldn't open them no matter how hard she held them.

"Please... don't... Meng Fanyan..." She moaned weakly, and she could feel the warmth of the man's thin lips covering her red lips, which was shockingly real.

But when I woke up the next day, it was another dream of romance and snow.

Lying quietly on the bed for a while, looking back at the ridiculous things in her dream, Shen Xingying felt both annoyed and ashamed.

It seems that she has had this kind of dream frequently since she became an adult.And every time I have a banquet with Meng Fan...

He was really her youthful shadow, and his influence was so great that even such dreams were occupied by him.Dragging her weak body out of bed, Shen Xingying stood in front of the bathroom mirror. She looked at herself in the mirror. There was a faint blue mark on her jade-white and delicate collarbone.

It must have been scratched accidentally.

Shen Xingying didn't worry too much.

Because every time she wakes up from a nightmare, either her arms are bruised or her calves are purple, which is not unusual.

……

Under the eaves, swallows bring wet mud to build their nests.

Green frogs croaked in court in the lotus pond.

Shen Xingying changed her clothes and went downstairs to have breakfast.

There was only her father, Shen Zhen, at the dining table.But her mother didn't get up.

Shen Xingying walked over briskly, her voice was crisp and sweet, it was the spoiled little princess: "Good morning, Dad."

Shen Zhen had acted in movies in his early years and was a movie king and superstar, but was later forced to return home to inherit his property. Even though he turned [-] this year, his body that has been exercised all year round would still overwhelm all the young talents in the entertainment industry if he showed it out now.

But despite his cold and handsome face, he was actually a notoriously strict wife and slave to his daughters.

"Yingying, dad wants to discuss something with you." Shen Zhen said suddenly.

"Huh? What's the matter?" Shen Xingying picked up the milk and sipped it slowly.

Shen Zhen observed her expression and carefully weighed her words: "I collaborated with Meng on a project."

"Oh." Shen Xingying casually took a bite of the baked bread. The bread was filled with blueberries and was fragrant and soft.She ate happily and asked casually: "What next?"

Shen Zhen thought she would not resist, and said bluntly: "I want you to practice with Meng Fanyan."

Shen Xingying: "..."

Seeing Shen Xingying pause, Shen Zhen was afraid of her protest, so he quickly used his trump card to suppress her: "Your mother also agrees with this matter."

After all, the wife has the greatest royal authority in the family, and both father and daughter must obey absolutely.

Shen Xingying wilted, and the soft bread was tasteless in her mouth: "Are you negotiating with me? You might as well just pack me up and send me to Meng Fanyan's house."

Shen Zhen: "Your mother and I actually have this intention."

Shen Xingying: "......"

You and your wife, don't play with me.

(End of this chapter)