Chapter 128: Rogue Tyrant 10

In the end, the two of them went to the musical together. To be precise, Jiang Rui was watching the drama, while Xing Yan was working hard to fight the sleepy bugs.
He was born with no artistic cell, and he could hear falling asleep while listening to music. What's more, this drama is famous for its musical aesthetics and soothing. The words aesthetic and soothing are equivalent to hypnosis in Xing Yan. It would be better if it were shorter. A play lasted two and a half hours, and half an hour after the opening, his upper and lower eyelids began to fight.
But I can't sleep, and I can't let the little beauty discover that he is a guy with no taste and connotation.
He changed several positions on the seat, and accidentally put one hand on the arm of the chair against his forehead, and found that this angle can appreciate the perfect side face of the little beauty and the slender neck curve, which is not noticeable.
So he stopped tossing, just in this position, through the cover of darkness, unscrupulously watched the beauty.
To be honest, Xing Yan has seen someone more stunning than a little beauty, and has also encountered someone with a higher temperament than her, but they are beautiful when they are beautiful, but he can't make him feel much. Only the little beauty, the appearance will be more beautiful than her. The combination of coldness and coldness is just right, and it looks cold, but it will not stop people thousands of miles away. As long as you touch it a little more, you can find a soft temperament hidden under the shell of the flower of Gaoling.
Everything is exactly what he wants, she is destined to be his.
Xing Yan cocked his legs and changed his posture, leaning on the other side of the chair, and the distance between the two of them was shortened. Although these angles were not suitable for seeing people, he could smell the scent of her, like a certain The fragrance of flowers is mixed with a touch of freshness of vegetation.
Xing Yan remembered that this was the scent of the garden of the Shen family, but the smell of soil was missing, and there was a touch of warm body scent from a beauty.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, almost intoxicated.
Nearly ten o'clock after the musical ended, Xing Yan drove Jiang Rui back to Shen's house.
"Have a great time tonight, thank you Mr. Xing for sending me back." Jiang Rui knocked on the courtyard door and said to Xing Yan back.
Xing Yan smiled and said, "This is my honor."
The two stood under the eaves, and the street lights from a distance shone, and the dim light made the night a little softer, and the atmosphere was so good that it was just about moving.
The little beauty is right in front of her eyes, with her head down slightly, fragments of hair hanging on her cheeks, she does not look like cold in the daytime, but shows a bit of cuteness and softness, her skin is as white and waist as thin, as long as she stretches her hand slightly, Can be easily held in his arms.
She is his.
This temptation caused the beast in Xing Yan's heart to open its teeth and dance its claws.
But it's not enough. What he wants is not a beauty, but a heart.
He should be more cautious and pretend to be more subtle, just like hiding his fangs and claws when hunting wild animals, and putting away a fierce aura, even if the desire in his eyes is about to turn into reality, he still has to pretend to be harmless. He approached the prey slowly and dug the trap quietly. Once the opponent fell in, there was no chance of escape.
Rather than rashly and startle each other when you are not sure.
It's just that this kind of patience is really boring. Before getting the reward, shouldn't it be too much to charge some interest?
Thinking like this, Mr. Xing stretched out his hand to help the little beauty's back, his body slightly turned his back to the wind outlet, and the two got closer.
"Wind." He explained calmly, taking back the big palm on the back of the opponent if nothing had happened.
"Thank you." Jiang Rui nodded slightly and stepped back a little.
Mr. Xing recalled that just now, through a thin layer of cloth, he touched the beautifully raised butterfly bone on the back of the little beauty. The skeleton is so slender and the outline is so obvious. When one day in the future, he looks at it from behind the beauty, this pair of butterfly bones must be beautiful and fragile like a flapping butterfly.
Maybe he can drop a few kisses on top, Mr. Xing thought, touching his chin.
Mother Xu opened the door in her pajamas, "Yinyin is back?" She has been in Shen's house for more than 20 years, and she has long been like a family member. For Shen Chuyin, she also used the nickname of elders to juniors.
"It's me, is Xu mother asleep?"
"No, I'm still watching TV. Yo, Mr. Xing is also here, and today I trouble Mr. Xing to send the sound back."
Xing Yan smiled and said, "It should be."
Jiang Rui glanced at him and hesitated: "Mr. Xing, do you want to go in and sit down?"
"No, it's too late today, it's not convenient to bother, so I will come to visit another day." How can Xing Yan not see that the little beauty is just polite to him, so naturally it won't make people embarrassed. He waits for one day, and the beauty will take him happily Go in. "Miss Shen rest early."
"Then you drive carefully and pay attention to safety."
After watching people enter and close the door, Xing Yan drove away.
Jiang Rui walked across the courtyard lightly and was about to walk directly to his room, when suddenly he heard the voice of Mrs. Shen from the room: "Is it Yinyin?"
"Grandma, it's me." Jiang Rui stood there and waited after hearing a little movement there. After a few minutes, the old lady walked out in her coat.
"Did I wake up grandma?" Jiang Rui stepped forward, took her hand, and sat down in the living room.
The old lady shook her head: "It's none of your business, people will feel shallow when they are old." She said, observing something, and calmly looked at her granddaughter.
This afternoon, she first received a phone call from her granddaughter, saying that she didn't want to go home for dinner, and she would invite the young man named Xing to dinner. The old lady knew this, and was not surprised.
But it didn't take long before she sent back a text message to go to the musical with someone, and could not go home at about ten o'clock. Because the granddaughter has no friends, this is rare.
The old lady recalled the two phone calls and text messages, and suddenly realized that the frequency of appearance of Mr. Xing had been a little high recently.
During this period of time, he first visited two or three times, and then learned from his granddaughter that he had met several times on the road, and now he has sent people home twice.
You know, before that, although the old lady had heard the reputation of the young man Xing Xing, she had never seen a real person. It can be seen that it is not so easy to meet someone frequently. Now that such a thing has been met by my granddaughter, either the two of them are indeed predestined, so there are so many coincidences, or it is an artificial coincidence.
Mrs. Shen has experienced so many things, you don't have to think about it, the latter is more likely, and the young man spent so much energy, 80% of them like their family accent.
Just looking at the granddaughter's appearance, I don't seem to know yet.
"Have fun tonight?" the old lady asked.
Jiang Rui nodded, "Very good."
The old lady tentatively asked, "What do you think of Mr. Xing?"
"It's good too." Jiang Rui nodded again.
The old lady laughed: "Silly boy, I won't say anything except this."
"It's really good." Jiang Rui sneered slightly.
The old lady has no resistance, "Good, good, it's good. It's getting late, go back to wash and sleep, if you are hungry, there is still food in the kitchen."
"Okay, grandma also rest early."
The old lady returned to the room. Mr. Shen, who was already lying down, sat up and leaned against the bedside at some point, so she came in and asked: "Yin Yin is back?"
"I'm back." The old lady hung her coat on the hook, and slowly sat on the bedside, lifted the quilt to cover her legs, as if she didn't intend to sleep for a while, "If you can ask, just ask. What kind of character is Mr. Xing, and who else is in the family, whether he gets along well or not."
"Ask what this is for?" The old man frowned, asking others in his back, not his behavior.
The old lady glanced at him, "He should be interested in Yinyin, and it seems that Yinyin doesn't hate him. If the two are going to talk about friends in the future, should you ask us about it?"
The old gentleman frowned, "He doesn't have a good harmony."
"Where is it inappropriate?" The old lady asked back, "I think you were somewhat prejudiced against this young man from the beginning. Are you, like others, look down on Xingjia and think that he is an upstart?"
"When did I say this? It's just a gentle voice. I always have to find someone with the same temperament."
The old lady said, "According to what you mean, I should also find someone who is gentle? Do you take care of the little grandson of Gu's family, Sven Busven? Look at what the gentleman has done? I've read a lot, but the more I read it, the more stubborn it becomes. There is never a character in the world, who should match it. Only they know if two people are suitable. The only thing we need to check as an elder is to look at each other If the character is good or not, the family is innocent, so don't care about other things. Don't worry about it, and live a long life."
As the old lady said, she lay down slowly on her back. Seeing her husband who hadn’t spoken for a long time, she pushed him:
I said a lot, but you squeaked, if you disagree, just say something. If you’re afraid of losing If I don’t want to inquire, then I will do it myself."
Old man Shen had a straight face and said unwillingly: "What are you tossing about? When the time comes, he said that he twisted his waist and twisted his legs. Tomorrow I will go to snoop."
As the night got darker, Jiang Rui went back to the room and took a shower. He received a message as soon as he lay on the bed.
"I just forgot to return the pendant to Ms. Shen. It seems that I have to wait for the next time."
"It's okay, it's not important anyway." She replied with a few words.
"I forgot to say that I also feel very happy to have dinner with Miss Shen tonight."
Jiang Rui made a smiling face.
"On a business trip tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, the thought of waiting to see Miss Shen again is really disappointing."
This sounded a little ambiguous. Xing Yan didn't wait for the other party to reply, and quickly posted the second article, "It's late at night, don't disturb Miss Shen's rest, good night."
He waited for a while before he waited for two words, "Good night."
Obviously, it does not take that long to type only these two words.
Xing Yan touched his chin and imagined that the other party was hesitant and embarrassed when he saw the first text message. As he thought about it, the corners of his mouth split on both sides, like a big wild wolf.
"Little beauty, come to my brother's arms."
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