The Studious Goddess Is Not To Be Provoked

Di Xingchen panicked again, did he say something wrong?

"An'an, I..."

When facing the company's business, he was calm and decisive, but when facing the sad and crying Xia Wei'an, he found himself useless.

He could only step forward and hug her tightly from behind, using his generous and warm chest to comfort her silently.

Xia Wei'an lowered his head, tears hit the back of his hand with a "click", making him stiff.

"Do you think I'm sad because I was eliminated? I'm mentally strong, and I'm not so fragile."

Xia Wei'an made a nasal voice, and sniffed aggrievedly after speaking. This man disappeared as soon as he wanted to. He didn't care about her feelings at all, so she just ignored him!

"What is that for?"

A man's voice came from behind her ears, and the hot breath sprayed on her neck, with a faint scent of medicine.

"because of you!"

"because I?"

Di Xingchen's tone was rather surprised. Xia Wei'an turned to look at him. Seeing his innocent face, she couldn't help being even more angry. She pushed his chest, broke free from his embrace, sat down on the bed, and said faintly: "That day I It’s just that you and I are asked to participate in a game held in a shopping mall. If you don’t agree, it’s fine, but the game disappeared without telling me where I went or answering my phone calls. I would like to ask, what am I in your heart? What kind of?"

Xia Wei'an looked up at Di Xingchen's eyes with her little face full of tears, she wanted to hear from him today what kind of existence she was to him!

Di Xingchen's expression was slightly dazed, and he wanted to tell his situation for a moment, but his reason finally took over, he didn't want Xia Weian to worry about him, and he didn't want to make her sad, so he swallowed the words down.

"I texted you."

He replied in a low voice with a guilty conscience. He felt guilty because he didn't think carefully. He only sent a text message to inform Xia Weian that he had something to go on a business trip for a few days, but he didn't tell her in person, which made her worry. Putting it aside, she never noticed that she called herself.

Xia Wei'an was taken aback for a moment, and was about to flip through the text messages with her mobile phone, but suddenly realized, even if he sent a text message, so what, what she wants now is a definite answer, what is she in his heart? !

"Don't change the subject, please answer my question directly."

Her eyes are red, and she looks expressionless on the surface, but if you look closely, there is a trace of tension deep in the pupils.

The two looked at each other across a bed, silent.

Di Xingchen didn't answer her question right away, but walked over slowly, sat beside her, at eye level with her, reached out and grabbed her little hand, and pressed it on his left chest.

"Did you feel its beating?" Di Xingchen's expression was serious and serious, and Xia Weian felt his heart beating powerfully under her palm.

"You exist to me just like it exists to me." Di Xingchen said solemnly, Xia Wei'an's heart seemed to be turned upside down, and her heart beat like a drum for a moment, she opened her mouth slightly , staring blankly at Di Xingchen.

As soon as Di Xingchen's mind moved, he moved his head subconsciously, and his cool thin lips first kissed away the teardrops at the corners of her eyes, salty and astringent, and then he grabbed her cherry lips and kissed her softly. Kiss, then the foreheads touch, the bridge of the noses touch.