Limited Time Hidden Marriage

The night of her twentieth birthday.

It should be his most memorable night.

Entrusted by his grandfather, he stayed up all night to take care of her who was pretending to be drunk and crazy.

That pair of slippers was also a gift chosen at random because of grandpa.

After sending it, forget it.

If he hadn't mentioned it now, he would have forgotten it long ago.

Sheng Zhixun suggested from the side, "Fourth Brother, you see how much Fourth Sister-in-law cherishes the gift you gave, or...you can buy a new pair for Fourth Sister-in-law?"

Sheng Shimo glanced at him sideways, and said coldly, "Do you think I have enough time to buy slippers for others?"

"Okay..." Sheng Zhixun, who was ruthlessly dismissed, expressed his helplessness.

It was within his expectation that his fourth brother would be so ruthless.

When I came out of the bathroom, it was exactly ten o'clock.

Sheng Shimo lay down flat and slowly closed his eyes.

When I opened it again, it was already half past ten.

He sat up with a hint of impatience between his brows.

He looked subconsciously at the trash can in the corner.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Sheng Shimo suddenly turned over and got off the bed.

When he recovered, he was already standing outside Wen Churan's bedroom.

Staring at the closed door in front of him, his eyes became deeper and deeper.

I wanted to leave, but my footsteps seemed to be stuck to the floor, unable to move.

He strode forward strenuously, but he didn't go far, but his steps stopped.

He fell back to her door.

Sheng Shimo was restless.

If you continue to toss like this, you probably won't have to sleep tonight.

Frowning slightly, he raised his hand.

Before he could knock on the door, the door was suddenly opened.

The petite figure burst into sight abruptly.

Sheng Shimo stopped in mid-air and quickly lowered his hand, his expression calmed down instantly.

Wen Churan was obviously taken aback by the man outside the door.

She stared at Sheng Shimo who seemed to be haunted by ghosts.

After being stunned for a few seconds, he immediately became vigilant, "What are you doing here?"

About taking her to Sheng's, he probably regretted it, right?

Wen Churan carefully observed the man's expression.

His expression was irritated, and there seemed to be a trace of helplessness between his brows.

His eyes were as indifferent as before, without any emotion.

This man is always unpredictable.

Sheng Shimo's posture was condescending, and his eyes always fell on her feet intentionally or unintentionally.

She still wears the pair of slippers he gave her.

There is indeed a small stain among the pink, which cannot be removed successfully.

Sensing his gaze, Wen Churan shrank his feet back.

He raised his head and stared at her expressionlessly.

He asked as if he was sure of something, "I gave you a birthday present, and you have been wearing it?"

Wen Churan was taken aback, and looked down at the slippers under his feet.

It was indeed his twentieth birthday present to her.

It's just a pair of perfunctory slippers.

At the beginning, she still regarded her as a baby and couldn't put it down.

Looking back on the past, Wen Churan couldn't help but sneer, "So what? You want to take this broken gift back?"

Hearing the word broken gift, Sheng Shimo's face darkened slightly, "Why do you keep wearing it?"

"Aren't slippers just for wearing?"

The woman's calmness actually made him a little displeased.

"Then why are you sad all day?!" Sheng Shimo asked coldly, staring at the stains on her slippers.

Wen Churan followed the man's gaze and looked at the stains on his slippers.

After understanding the meaning of his words, he immediately retorted, "How can I be sad all day! Let me tell you, I don't change it, it's just because I have worn it for a long time and I think these slippers are comfortable!"

After finishing speaking, she purposely bounced on the spot a few times.

Sheng Shimo's breathing sank, and an inexplicable anger suddenly rose in his chest.

Damn it!

He shouldn't have come to this woman!

These unnecessary questions should not be asked!

Happy Friday, it means that tomorrow Saturday, Xiao Dirty Poetry will have class again, woo woo woo...

There is one more chapter, update it later, okay~(^з^)-☆