Crush :原来我很爱你

Chapter 29: Lifetime beauty 1

Su Nianqin stretched out his hand in surprise, and he was clearly wrapped up.
　　"Hey..." Sang Wuyan burst into laughter, "Who made you make me cry, and didn't comfort me."
　　"How can I comfort you? Don't cry, don't cry, I am playing with you, but I don't love you at all."
　　She squeezed her fist and hit him on the chest: "Hate!"
　　Su Nianqin grabbed her hand and took her to the bedroom.
　　"You dare to tease me just now. You like to watch it so much. Go back to the room and let you watch it slowly."
　　Sang Wuyan would rather die, resist vigorously in his arms.
　　Suddenly, Su Nianqin grabbed Sang Wuyan's hand and stopped.
　　"Well, it really fell." Su Nianqin said without changing his face.
　　Then, Sang Wuyan covered his eyes and screamed.
　　"You lied to me,idiot." Su Nianqin happily kissed the tip of her nose.
　　"I don't believe you anymore." She still didn't dare to open her eyes.
　　He simply kissed her eyes again.
　　"I just want to verify if you are really bold."
　　"The results of it?"
　　"Just right."
　　"You don't need to go to the company?"
　　"There is still something to be done, how can I give it up."
　　"whats the matter?"
　　"Continue with that wonderful career that was not completed last night."
　　...
　　She curled up in Su Nianqin's arms and fell asleep sweetly.
　　Then Su Nianqin's cell phone rang, and most of it was Xiao Qin or the company looking for him.
　　She woke up like an octopus when she heard the ringtone, sticking to him, and said: "Don't pick it up. You are mine for these twenty-four hours."
　　Su Nianqin rubbed her hair and shut her down obediently. When he got up, his first habit was to find cigarettes.
　　She snatched the cigarette case in his hand and couldn't help asking: "Why did you get this problem?"
　　"I smoke when I miss you." He hugged her.
　　"You can't shirk all the responsibility on me," she protested. "Could it be that you still want to say that you drink every time you hate me."
　　"Do you know all of this?" He pretended to be surprised.
　　"Su Nianqin !" She was anxious with him.
　　Su Nianqin smiled and hugged her and stopped joking with her.
　　He then buried his face in her hair, and was silent for a long time and recalled: "After you left, I thought, although I am a blind man, I must do something that makes you look different and prove myself in front of your mother. As a result, when I first started contacting the business at home, I didn't know anything about it, and I didn't even understand the contract. As a result, I bumped into walls everywhere and messed up everything."
　　"Your dad didn't teach you?"
　　"He is not afraid of losing money, but one day I can't figure it out and stop doing it."
　　Sang Wuyan smiled, really pitiful for the parents of the world.
　　"Later, someone told me that drinking and smoking can alleviate worries."
　　"Those people are really bastards." Sang Wuyan gritted his teeth.
　　"After I tried it, I thought it was really good, and drinking alcohol can actually fight a cold."
　　"..."
　　In the afternoon he accompanied her shopping and eating. After returning to the hotel, Sang Wuyan took out the perfume she had just bought and sprayed it with perfume rain again and again, until the cockroaches had to avoid it everywhere. Su Nianqin sneezed while listening to the news, but he did not stop Sang Wuyan's mischief.
　　Xiao Qin muttered in her heart: It turns out that the boss just doesn't like "others" using perfume.
　　(2)
　　The day when Su Nianqin left City B soon arrived.
　　Sang Wuyan still has nearly ten months of studies here, and Su Nianqin can't force her. In addition, this man hated flying, and would not choose this type of transportation as a last resort, so the task of meeting naturally fell on Sang Wuyan, so that she had to go to City A at least once a month.
　　"I'm not afraid of death, I'm also afraid of flying." Sang Wuyan complained.
　　"Not afraid, just don't like it." The man said hard.
　　"Why don't you like it?" A woman's curiosity is always the strongest.
　　"If you don't like it, you don't like it. How can there be a reason?" Su Nianqin became impatient.
　　"Everything must have a why." She was reluctant.
　　"Sang Wuyan!"
　　She saw that Su Nianqin's face began to darken, so she stuck her tongue out and didn't dare to rap with him anymore.
　　When not meeting, the remaining communication between the two is the telephone. Such things as telephones brought Su Nianqin's dominance to the extreme. Sang Wuyan's cell phone rang at nine o'clock every night, and the call continued until Sang Wuyan fell asleep. In the meantime, she was forbidden to communicate with him in any way except talking on the phone with him. Of course, there are exceptions. For example, Su Nianqin also has things in the company.
　　"This is not fair!" Sang Wuyan protested. Since a man can be called a tyrant, he should ignore the opinions of women.
　　On Christmas Eve, the radio's original special program was suddenly cancelled.
　　Sang Wuyan was determined to give Su Nianqin a surprise, so he bought a plane ticket in the afternoon.
　　In the evening when she arrived in City A, the sky was full of goose feathers and heavy snow, which smelled like Christmas. She breathed out the cold, dry air deeply. In order to facilitate work, Su Nianqin no longer lived there, and changed to a high-rise apartment in the city center. Yu Xiaolu could no longer take care of him after marriage, so the housekeeper asked a sister-in-law named Zhang to take care of the housework for him during the day and leave in the evening.
　　Sang Wuyan pressed the door Ling a little excited.
　　Waited a while. no one?
　　Press again.
　　Still no one.
　　Sang Wuyan grabbed her hair immediately, discouraged, why didn't this man stay at home honestly on Christmas Eve? She had to dial him, but it turned out to be unable to connect.
　　She sat down at the door in frustration. Outside, I don't know who is so romantic. There are also Christmas gifts for him in the handbag.
　　Where did he go this time? It's nine o'clock and didn't see him calling on time? Is there anyone working overtime on Christmas Eve? Or do some men's entertainment outside? He only allowed the state officials to set fires and not the people to light up lights! Sang Wuyan became more and more angry, regardless of whether it was caused by a surprise attack without notifying him in advance.
　　There are no heating facilities in the corridors of the apartment, and because it is a high-rise building, it becomes even more freezing in this snowy day at night. Sang Wuyan wrapped the scarf tighter, and muttered: Why does he want to live in such a cold city where there is no heating in the aisle.
　　Even this was summed up by her as one of Su Nianqin's sins.
　　I don't know how long it took, my eyelids began to fight, and I just listened to the elevator stopping on this floor.
　　"Ding-"
　　Sang Wuyan was shocked, rubbed his eyes and saw the man walking out of the elevator alone.
　　"Su Nianqin !" Sang Wuyan called to him, pouting.
　　"Wuyan? Why are you here?" Su Nianqin was pleasantly surprised.
　　"where did you go?"
　　"Just got off work." He was a little tired.
　　"real?"
　　Su Nianqin seemed to understand a little bit, stopped the hand that took the key to open the door, turned his head and asked, "Otherwise, what?"
　　Sang Wuyan shrugged and said nothing.
　　"Why doesn't the phone work."
　　"Probably the signal is not good."
　　"Who are you with?"
　　"Xiao Qin." Su Nianqin confessed honestly.
　　"I envy her a little bit." Sang Wuyan was a little sour.
　　"I still envy Cheng Yin."
　　Su Nianqin pulled her in the door and touched her cold hand.
　　"Look at what you do to yourself? It's so cold and I don't know how to go downstairs and find a place to eat. Are you trying to toss yourself?" He said, rubbing her hand on the palm, and then touched her face.
　　"I did it on purpose. I made you feel guilty." Sang Wuyan had a warm body, and her whole body was hot in winter, but now her face is cold.
　　"I didn't do bad things, there is nothing to be guilty of." Su Nianqu said so, but it really hurts, "Why don't you call me in advance?"
　　"I want to surprise you."
　　"What day is today?" Su Nianqin thought hard for a while.
　　"Christmas Eve."
　　"Hi—it's the holiday is worth making you freeze like this?"
　　Sang Wuyan ignored him, and put her hand into his coat and looped around his waist: "Su Nianqin , do you know that you are really annoying sometimes. I don't understand the style, the people are rigid, and they are not romantic at all. I really don't understand. How could I like you at the time." With her face buried in his chest, her voice was a little muffled.
　　"Really? How do I feel that someone is willing to do so."