Peux tu m'aimer? - Chapitre 38

In the mirror, Xin Ai’s face was pale, her lips were red and swollen, while she had broken skin from the neck down…miserable.

Maintenant, she was born in a strange novel, which has been sucked dry by goblins, leaving only one breath of skin!

Xin Ai couldn’t help but sneer. Cool? Abstinence? Bah! Au lit, he was a hungry wolf, n'était-il pas?

Devant les gens, it’s a pretty good act.

Who said he had no desire? Es-tu aveugle?

Xin Ai wanted to reveal the true face of Jian Zechuan to everyone.

Elle se demandait, had the guy never eaten meat before her?

Mais heureusement, Jian Zechuan finally turned on his desire last night, autrement, her plan would have been ruined again, and if it didn’t work out this time, it really wouldn’t have been possible in the future.

néanmoins, Xin Ai couldn’t let up. Jian Zechuan had a criminal record, and this man tended to pull up his pants and deny it.

Xin Ai didn’t know what to think until he admitted it.

Mais la nuit dernière, au moins, c'était un bon début.

Auntie Song was considerate and gave Xin Ai a cup of honey water as she said, “Miss Xin, drink some water. I’ll go down and put the meal on the table.”

When she left the door, Aunt Song still thought, no wonder that Sanye could not help it. The little girl was so charming and seductive. Not to mention a man, even an old woman like her felt that when she was looking at her just now, her bones started to shake, which was really pitiful.

It was only after drinking the honey water in one gulp that Xin Ai felt like she had gotten her breath back. She then took a hot bath, her body finally soothing a bit.

Changing into the clothes Jian Zechuan had prepared, Xin Ai was a little disgusted. The long white skirt she wore almost reached the back of her feet, feeling that it was too loose on her waist. She wondered if Jian Zechuan was not intentionally trying to embarrass her to death.

En mangeant, Xin Ai asked Auntie Song, “Where is Sanye?"

“He went to the office this morning, so he might not be back until tonight!"

"Nuit, ah..."

Xin Ai bit on her chopsticks. What if…he’s not coming?

Although she didn’t know Jian Zechuan that well, he could turn around and leave her here without a care.

This man was quite heartless.

Après le repas, she wondered how to call Jian Zechuan, but the disturbing thing was that she still didn’t know his phone number!

Après y avoir pensé, she had to find Jian Si.

……

Lorsque le téléphone a sonné, Jian Si felt an inexplicable chill on his back. As soon as he took it out and saw that it was Xin Ai, he immediately cut it off without hesitation.

He didn’t want to be stared at by Sanye with that chilly, can-freeze to death look.

pourtant, Xin Ai had always been a person who refused to give up easily, so…the phone rang over and over again.

Jian Zechuan lifted his head and looked quietly at Jian Si. “Pick it up.”

The eyes that were as calm as the deep sea, but secretly hid a torrent of currents made Jian Si shiver, expliquant, “Sanye, it’s… still my work hours …”

Swallowing saliva, il acquiesca. "D'ACCORD, I’ll take it… Probably, Miss Xin wants to call you, but she doesn’t have your number, so…cough…”

The pressure on his head was mounting and the rest of Jian Si’s words couldn’t come out, sliding his fingers on the screen and then tapping speaker with a shaky hand, he knew that Sanye must want to hear it.

“Hello…”

“Si-ge, what are you working on? As-tu déjà mangé?"

Xin Ai’s voice was no longer delicate, husky with languor, and full of concern that would melt a man’s heart into a puddle of water.

But that’s not what Jian Si wanted, he’s… almost on his knees.

Jian Zechuan’s over-calm eyes had turned into chilly ice cones, stabbing him at once, hardly bearing it even if he was as strong as an ox.

Jian Si swallowed his saliva before responding, “You… what’s the matter with you…”

Xin Ai interrupted, “I just…want to ask Sanye, he… you know last night we…aiya~, I just woke up and didn’t see him anyway. I was afraid he’d leave me again, comme la dernière fois. Si-ge, what do you think…Sanye, will he be like that this time?"

Xin Ai deliberately spoke quite slowly, sa voix douce, hesitant, and distressed, her final question revealing her inner anguish and annoyance.

Just by the sound of her voice, she sounded like a young girl who was troubled by the question, “The guy I like doesn’t like me”.

When Xin Ai finished speaking slowly, the needle-like sensation on Jian Si’s own body lightened a bit. He quietly looked at Jian Zechuan and saw that he was already working on the paperwork with his head down. Remarquant cela, Jian Si could not help but smile.

“Sanye… he…”

Jian Si was a little concerned about how this should be answered.

“How am I supposed to know about Sanye?"

After a moment of silence on the phone, il y a eu longtemps, drawn-out sigh, “So…where is he now? I want to talk to him, but I don’t know…is that possible?"

Jian Si quickly looked at Jian Zechuan, but he wouldn’t look up and was reading the M&A proposal handed in below.

Jian Si gritted his teeth, what does Sanye want to do, at least give him a look?

All he could say was, “Sanye is…busy, he’s not available.”

Xin Ai, on the other end of the phone, lied on the sofa, holding the phone in one hand and the remote control in the other while the TV was muted. What was broadcast on two or three stations was either Lu Jincheng’s TV series, his movies, his interviews, or his advertisements. She soon turned off the TV in one hand and concentrated on the phone.

Xin Ai knew that Jian Si, with his poker face, looked fierce and evil, mais en réalité, had a good heart unlike Jian Zechuan, who looked like a nobleman on the surface, but inside he is narrow-minded.

Xin Ai then squeezed her throat and performed a stunt.

“Si-ge, aide-moi! J'ai vraiment peur. You’re like a brother to me. Can you help your sister, s'il te plaît?"

She used to ask for help from Xin Huan, and all she had to do was act like a spoiled child.

finalement, Xin Huan, helpless and angry, poked her on the forehead and said, “Don’t act coquettish to others casually in the future, autrement, you will be taken captive!"

Xin Ai’s voice was so soft, and the sound of her calling out for her ‘brother’ can make people go out of their minds. The last “please” was a long sound, akin to eating a dumpling. When you bite into it, the filling inside flows out and is so sweet that the taste drills into your heart.

After tasting the feeling, it’s as if no matter how outrageous her requests were, you couldn’t wait to do whatever it takes to help her get them done!

Jian Zechuan lifted his head, his eyes dark and bitterly cold.

Jian Si’s calf began to tremble, his tongue was stiff and could not be straightened out. “I…I…No…I can’t…Help…You…”

Jian Si, who fought one against ten and carried a load of 40 kg cross-country for 10 kilometers without batting an eye, felt that he was dying at this moment.

It’s that fucking brother’s call, she’s trying to get him killed!

“Si-ge, just help me, d'accord? Je te rembourserai certainement à l'avenir!"

Jian Si saw Jian Zechuan slowly stretch out his fair hand, with long, bony fingers that were clearly blessed by the Creator.