Chapter 145 I can’t recognize it

"Brother Huaijin...wu..."

The ending tone of the sticky voice with a cry suddenly became short. Like a cat suddenly being held down by the scruff of its neck.

Su Mingxue was lying on the bed with wet and red eyes and long wet hair.

Sweat beads slipped from her beautiful raised neck and flowed into the ravine without disappearing.

Her eyelashes were wet with tears and stuck together like falling butterflies.

The sheets beneath him were soaked with sweat.

A golden pocket watch was held in a fair and slender hand.

As soon as Xie Huaijin let go, the golden chain fell from his palm.

The oval pocket watch dangled in front of Su Mingxue,

"Baby, look at the time, how many minutes are left. I'm afraid I remembered it wrong."

Hearing Xie Huaijin's malicious voice, Su Mingxue hurriedly straightened up and looked at the time.

But her eyes were constantly forced to burst into tears and she couldn't focus.

In the end, she cried and pressed Xie Huaijin's arm to stop the pocket watch from wandering around.

Finally he saw the time clearly and said with a choked voice: "35 minutes..."

"Baby, it's only three things. Next time I come into contact with Xie Li, I won't let you go so easily."

"How about a tattoo of my name on your body?"

"roll……!"

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When he woke up, Xie Huaijin was no longer there.

She had been cleaned and ointment applied.

She got up tiredly, even if she wanted to break something to vent her emotions, she didn't have the strength.

She was about to throw the book on the bedside to the ground.

But I saw that a page of the collection of sour poems had been folded out.

She opened it curiously, and there was a line written below the line that had been underlined for her: "Love is as unpredictable as wind and snow, but it will cause death at the first move."

"This poem is quite in line with my state of mind."

As soon as I saw that it was Xie Huaijin's handwriting, his handwriting was quite good. I could tell at a glance that he had practiced it. The strokes were graceful and smooth, and it was an elegant regular script.

As expected, he is just a flowery peacock, and every word he writes is just like a flowery one.

Su Mingxue snorted disdainfully.

It wasn't until much later that she knew the meaning of that sentence, and also understood what Xie Huaijin's sentence meant that fit his current state of mind. The translated meaning of that sentence is.

"I promised not to be moved, but I was moved."

She casually threw the book into the corner, and saw all the places she had underlined in her Dream of Red Mansions.

Xie Huaijin also left a message below.

It was as if the two of them were a loving couple who couldn't get enough of each other every day and had to interact here.

Su Mingxue turned over a few pages and fell asleep again.

When I woke up again, I was woken up by the maid.

The maid put the phone on speakerphone for her. It was Xie Huaijin's voice with a gentle smile.

"Baby, I'll have someone take you to the main house for dinner later and discuss the wedding date with my parents. Once we get married, it won't be your concern."

Su Mingxue was confused.

"Who wants to marry you? What are you dreaming about?"

The maid was shocked by Su Mingxue's disgusted tone. Their eldest young master was good-looking and gentle, so why was he so disgusted by the woman in front of her.

"Have you forgotten, baby, you promised me last night."

Su Mingxue was so angry that she was unconscious yesterday.

She agreed to whatever Xie Huaijin said.

Despite her reluctance, the car to pick her up arrived downstairs.

Xie Huaijin also arranged for someone to put makeup on her.

She transformed as if from a prisoner to a young lady.

When Su Mingxue was supported by the maid into Xie's house, she walked up the stairs to the hall with a stern face.

Xie Huaijin was coming down to pick her up. His peach blossom eyes looked full of smiles and he seemed to be in a good mood.

He moved naturally to take her hand.

Su Mingxue waved her hand and said, "Go away!"

"What's wrong, are you still angry?" Xie Huaijin asked softly, and went to hold her hand again in a good-tempered way.

Su Mingxue stopped and stared at him, "If you are not afraid that I will cuckold you, we will get married."

"Oh? Who are you looking for to cuckold me? My brother."

Just as Su Mingxue was about to answer, a leisurely and lazy voice sounded from the stairs above,

"Baby, you recognized the wrong person again, didn't you?"

She raised her head, and Xie Huaijin, who also wore gold-rimmed glasses, stared at her with a thin chill in his peach blossom eyes.

Su Mingxue froze on the spot in astonishment.

The progress bar on their heads is 95%, and they are wearing exactly the same clothes.

She didn't recognize it.