You’re So Arrogant

The breath of the man came to his face, as cold as the first snow in winter.

Ye Jing was completely stunned, until the two thin lips fell under her eyelids, she only recovered a little.

The lips are a bit cold, and even the kiss is cold. One falls on the eyelids and the other on the center of the eyebrows, there is no way.

Ye Jian:......Can you kiss me well!

As if hearing her heartfelt voice, the fingers pinched on the chin moved up, and the fingertips pressed her blushing lips.

The cold kiss swept across the tip of her nose like a spring breeze, and finally landed exactly on her lips.

Xie Shuo didn't give her time to buffer, and pressed her lips strongly and directly.

Ye Zhen was stunned by his kiss. He stared at the slender eyelashes and cold face close at hand, his lips and teeth were full of an unprecedented strangeness, he wanted to grab his breath.

Feeling dizzy in her mind, she involuntarily lifted her chin, and her slightly raised eyelashes flickered up and down.

It was sunny in summer, the sunshade curtains fell, and a little flickering light leaked into the gaps.

There was a sudden pain in the neck, the man's lips moved to the side of the neck at some unknown time, and the jade-long hand loosened from the lower jaw and landed elsewhere.

The light-colored long skirt is light and soft, and folds are crumpled without pity, and are stacked like clouds.

Ye Jing was awakened in pain, and finally he didn't react properly, and he shrank subconsciously.

His battle today doesn't seem to be bluffing her at all, and it's not like joking...

But she didn't provoke him too much, did she? Isn't it just blowing a breath and telling him a joke? I haven't seen much reaction from him in normal times. Why did it explode today?

Ye Jian was stuck on the sofa, his mind was in a mess, and he didn't know whether he should resist or obey.

In the chaos, she felt a slender and powerful hand groping under her ribs, as if she wanted to find the zipper of the skirt, but she couldn't find it.

Everything came too suddenly, Ye Jian was suddenly a little scared, raised his hand and grabbed his arm, his fingertips turned white due to force.

She tried to push him out, wanting to discuss with him whether she could proceed step by step, so that she could be mentally prepared, but the next second, her slender wrist was pinched and clasped to the edge of the sofa.

I wanted to curl up my legs, but they were pressed tightly and couldn't move.

"You are cold—"

"Calm down" before the words were finished, the sound of the fabric cracking suddenly sounded in the air.

! ! !

Ye Jian's shoulders felt cold, and his dark eyes suddenly widened.

This is my new dress! ! ! I just wore it once! ! !

Ye Jian raised his eyes, facing the man's cold and indifferent face, with a high nose and thin lips, without a trace of emotion, his deep eyes sinking to the bottom, exuding a strong hostility.

...... He is simply venting his emotions.

Ye Jian's heart was cold, and the little affection just born from his kiss disappeared in an instant, replaced by a chilling humiliation.

She woke up completely, raised her other hand to push him hard, and her legs began to struggle.

"What are you doing? Let go of me! You are **** in marriage..."

Slender fingers slapped and scratched randomly, but they didn't do much. Compared with him, her strength was pitiful.

"Xie Shuo!"

She screamed as hard as she could, and finally paused briefly.

Taking advantage of this gap, she stretched out her arms, grabbed the pillow that had fallen to the ground, and slammed it on his head.

Xie Shuo let go a little, Ye Jing pushed him away in one breath, broke free, and fell to the floor embarrassedly.

Regardless of the pain, she quickly got up from the ground, staggered a few steps barefoot, and slammed into the desk next to her.

When the desk was hit by her, the white porcelain tea cup on the corner of the table rolled down, blooming on the ground, and there was a crisp sound.

The broken pieces of porcelain splashed on her bare insteps, and the tea drenched and spread to the bottom of her feet.

"Are you crazy?!"

Ye Jian was holding on to the table tightly, his hair scattered, his breathing was unsteady, and his chest rose and fell violently.

The shoulder collar of the skirt had been torn and hung on her body in a broken and miserable manner, and she had to raise her hand to grab it.

Xie Shuo seemed to wake up quite a bit when he heard the sound of the teacup being broken. He sat down on the sofa, his slender fingers propped his eyebrows, and he did not make any other excessive movements.

Different from Ye Jian's embarrassment, his clothes and pants are still neat, even the button on the collar of his shirt has only been loosened, and he looks cold, as if the person who went crazy just now was not him.

Ye Zhen looked at him, and suddenly remembered many things, what he knew, and what he didn't remember... his eyes slowly turned red.

Her nose was sour and the corners of her eyes were damp, and she was forcibly held back.

"You feel uncomfortable. Why did you make me angry? It wasn't me who caused you to become like this! After I married you, is there anything you can't sorry about, you are going to bully me like this? What do you think of me?"

At the end of the speech, the voice choked.

Xie Shuo looked down slightly, silent.

Ye Jing couldn't say anything, and didn't want to face him anymore. He wiped the corner of his eye with his fingertips, went around the broken tiles on the ground, and walked out barefoot.

As soon as I stepped out of the study door, I saw Aunt Zhou who was standing not far away.

She had obviously heard the movement inside, and her face was a little worried.

Ye Jian was stunned for a moment, only feeling embarrassed, don't open his eyes in a hurry, tighten the torn skirt, and quickly entered the bedroom.

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The light in the cloakroom turned on automatically, and she closed her eyes for a moment, calmed down her emotions, and picked a loose and comfortable home dress from the closet and put it on. After the change, I was not in the mood to do anything else, and sat alone by the bed in a daze.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the day is bright and the vegetation is lush, and the sound of cicadas can be faintly heard, which sets the room like a still image.

After a while, Ye Jian got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face and comb his hair.

In the smooth mirror, a somewhat embarrassed face was reflected, and his red lips were slightly swollen, as if he had been destroyed, looked inexplicably ambiguous.

Ye Jing held the washbasin with one hand and looked at himself in the mirror. He stretched out his index finger and touched his lips, still a little painful.

She frowned, moved closer, raised her neck again, and pulled off the collar. She found bruises on the side of her neck and collarbone, and a dull pain in her chest.

... beasts!

I had known that I should have beaten his head just now, and kick him again!

After everything was cleaned up, Ye Jing became more and more angry. He planned to start the game to vent. But after looking for a headless fly in the house for a long time, he couldn't find his mobile phone.

She stopped by the bed and suddenly remembered that the phone was in her bag, and the bag was thrown in the living room downstairs when she returned.

He was really confused by his anger!

Ye Jing found a pair of new slippers to put on, went out and went downstairs to get a bag in the living room.

Aunt Zhou seemed to be waiting. Seeing her coming down, she picked up her bag and quickly stepped forward and asked, "Where is the madam going?"

Ye Jian raised his eyes, caught a glimpse of the nervous look on her face, and almost immediately guessed what she was thinking-she was afraid that she would run back to her family to file a complaint.

Ye Jin couldn't help but toss at the corner of her lower lip, feeling that she was really thinking too much.

Although she is the Ye family eldest in name, she has not been raised by Ye Family since she was a child, and she has not been close to the Ye family. In other words, she has no reliable family, and has nowhere to go, even if she has a quarrel with Xie Shuo. No matter how wronged you are, you can only suffer it yourself.

Xie Baiyan chose her as his daughter-in-law, perhaps for this reason.

"Anything?" Ye Jing asked softly.

Seeing her talking, Aunt Zhou hurriedly smiled and said: "I just stewed some papaya and white fungus and lotus seed soup. My little niece picked the lotus seeds from the countryside specially. Would you like your wife to try it?"

Previously at the old man's side, there were a lot of people and still had to maintain an elegant setting. Ye Jian didn't eat much, and now he was really hungry. She put down her bag and said, "Okay."

Aunt Zhou breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words, and hurriedly turned around to go to the kitchen to bring out the lotus seed soup and put it on the table.

The white porcelain bowl has a delicate fragrance of lotus seeds and looks very attractive.

Ye Jian sat down at the dining table, pinched the spoon with his white fingers, lowered his head and began to eat slowly.

Aunt Zhou watched by the side and stopped talking for a long time. Then she suddenly said, "Madam, I have been in Xie's house for more than ten years. The young master is almost the one I grew up watching..."

Hearing this, Ye Jian raised his head.

Aunt Zhou looked at her and said: "Actually, he was not like this before, but so many things have happened in the past two years, and his eyes can't see..."

Ye Jian was startled, as if thinking of something, for a long time, he lowered his eyes and stared at the lotus seeds in the bowl.

She whispered, "I know."

If she doesn't know, why is she so lonely and courageous to lose the rest of her life?

"What's the matter, madam, take care of it, don't take it to heart..."

Aunt Zhou babbled a few words, afraid she would not like to listen, so she stopped, and then asked softly, "How does this lotus soup taste? Is it too hot?"

Ye Jing shook his head and smiled: "No, it tastes good."

Sweet but not greasy, warm and fragrant, her mood was half healed, and her anger was also lowered.

Soon, a small bowl of lotus seed soup was seen, Ye Jian put down the spoon, Aunt Zhou smiled and asked, "Would you like to eat more?"

Ye Jian's appetite was aroused, and he nodded without pretense.

Aunt Zhou brought her a bowl full again, and Ye Jian couldn't help but glanced outside the restaurant.

Guessing what she was thinking, Aunt Zhou scowled and said: "Don't leave it to him, a big man, what kind of lotus seed soup? This is a stew made by Aunt Zhou for you alone. How much do you want to eat."

Even though she knew that she had said this on purpose to calm her down, Ye Jian still sneered.

Seeing her smiling face, Aunt Zhou was relieved, sat down and said: "What else does Madam want to eat, tell Aunt Zhou, Aunt Zhou will make it for you."

Ye Jian really thought about it: "Does Aunt Zhou make cakes?"

Aunt Zhou: "Madam's birthday is coming?"

Ye Jian shook his head: "No, I just wanted to eat cake suddenly."

Aunt Zhou said: "Aunt Zhou doesn't know how to make desserts, but my daughter can do them. I will learn from her next day."

"Aunt Zhou has a daughter?"

"There is one, who is older than his wife, is married, and the child is two years old..."

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After eating two bowls of lotus seed soup, and chatting with Aunt Zhou for a long time, Ye Jing felt relieved and the depression in his heart almost disappeared.

At about six o'clock, when the sun went down, she went back upstairs and opened the door of the study.

Xie Shuo still sat in the original position, maintaining a basically unchanged posture, outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the setting sun was full of sky, and he sat quietly alone with a trace of loneliness.

Ye Jing stood at the door for a few seconds, walked over slowly, and stopped in front of him.

"let's talk?"

There was finally a little movement in the still picture, and he raised his eyes slightly and turned towards her.

Ye Jing sat down and slowly said, "I know, you don't like me, and you never considered me your wife, but anyway, you and I both agreed to get married, even if you don’t. Willing, no matter how impatient, at least give me some basic respect..."

She paused and saw his eyelashes move slightly, and there was also a slight expression on his face.

"I have been married for so long, I think there is no place to be sorry for you, I have done everything that I should do. You don't like me, I don't force or blame you, you told me long before you got married , You are not wrong about this, it's me..."

Without finishing the last words, she turned her face away and looked out the window, as if she was adjusting her emotions.

"To put it bluntly, you married me just to find someone to take care of your life. Then we might as well make an agreement-if one day, your eyes are healed and you can see, we will divorce and have nothing to do with each other. "

In the distance, the sky is covered with clouds and clouds, and the setting sun is reflected on the glass windows, fainting a splendid background image.

Xie Shuo put his hand on his leg, his slender and plain finger bones curled up slightly, his eyes were facing her, and the expression on his face was unpredictable.

After a long time, he finally spoke, his voice faint, not as low as in the past.

He asked: "What if I can't get better?"

Ye Jing looked back at him, his eyes quietly falling on his face, his clear eyes appeared in a trance, as if he had returned to a long memory.

The evening breeze blew over the curtains, she whispered--

"Then we will continue to be husband and wife."

The author has something to say: Wife chasing crematorium has been arranged (*￣︶￣)

The comment said that you will recover your eyesight as soon as you sleep, so you should be sober! This is not Xiu Xianwen, there is no setting for double repair treatment!

PS: I don’t know if this chapter will be locked. The previous chapters have been pending for high review, although nothing was written _(:з」∠)_

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