Chapter 13 Don’t Move

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The quilt was pulled open, revealing everything.

The temperature in the room wasn't too low, but it was still a bit cold.

Still ashamed.

Tang Xin was completely awake in an instant. She subconsciously wanted to hide, but she held her legs tight and did not move. The man held him down with his hands.

"do not move."

He told her not to move, but he didn't move either. He was still lying on his side next to her, with the whole bed half-opened and draped around his waist.

The faces of the two people were hidden in the darkness, with only a small sleep lamp shining behind the man. No one could see clearly the facial features and expressions, only the curves and outlines, like the mountains in the dark night, and the rolling peaks. clear.

Tang Xin bent one leg and placed it diagonally on his thigh. Shi Yu's hand was still resting on it, his thumb gently stroking it. Only then did Tang Xin realize what he wanted to check, and his hand happened to fall on her injured leg.

There were stitches there, and the scar is clear. It looks smooth and smooth, but when you touch it, you can tell that it is raised, as if there is a line hidden inside. The line is as wide as the scar is. Press it with your fingertips and fiddle with it back and forth. That line seems to move.

She held down his hand, fearing that he could not see clearly and found the wrong place, and thoughtfully led him to touch it with his hand.

When he touched it, Tang Xin obviously took a breath, raised his eyes to look at his, and said softly: "Check."

Shi Yu looked back at her leisurely, feeling the same touch of the two scars.

He really didn't see it clearly last time in the club. It was located very low and would be exposed if he wasn't paying attention. He couldn't keep staring at it. It wasn't appropriate.

When I thought about it later, I wasn't very impressed. I couldn't tell what kind of scar it was, or whether it was real or fake.

The next day, he sent someone to investigate, and the result was that Tang Xin had indeed given birth to a child while studying abroad. It was kept extremely secret, and even her family members did not know about it.

But these can all be faked, and they can be said to be fake, and fake can also be true. If he can hide it from his family, how can he let his people find out, so those so-called evidence Shi Yu Don't believe a word of it.

She had no reason to do so.

I really want to marry him. To put it bluntly, as long as Tang Xin is willing to nod his head and agree, the two elders will immediately make the matter a reality, and he still can't say "no".

So Shi Yu didn't believe it at all.

He would have believed any other woman, but Tang Xin couldn't commit the crime. She couldn't commit such a big hoop to create a child just to marry him.

When he didn't move, she moved quietly.

While pretending to be calm, she straightened her waist and twisted her hips into a concave shape, while curling her fingers and quietly reaching towards him, hooking the quilt and pulling him towards her.

The range of movement is small, pull twice and pause.

It's twisted and stretched, and it's quite interesting.

She also watched him carefully, fearing that he would notice her little movements.

Shi Yu just pretended that he hadn't seen it before, thinking about it in his mind, and asked: "When was the last time?"

Tang Xin didn't expect that he would ask this, so he was stunned for a moment and silently calculated the time in his mind.

He touched his forehead lightly with the back of his finger and opened his mouth to reply: "Three years ago."

He asked again: "It's winter too?"

"Yes." She suddenly grabbed the quilt and wrapped it neatly around her waist as she leaned toward him.

She wanted to look at him and talk to him, but then she realized that her face was facing her chest, she was rubbing her shoulders, resting her head on his arm, and asked softly: "Do you remember? It's winter too, It was very cold that day, the winter in Shangjing is colder than here, and the wind was as strong as a knife."

"good."

The voice was low, with a smile, and brought out some tenderness against the night.

She couldn't tell what he meant when he said it was okay, whether he was talking about the time they were okay, or whether he was talking about the winter in Beijing being okay.

Or maybe it means she's okay.

She tried touching the corner of his lips, and could barely see the frown in front of her.

His appearance seemed familiar.

Before she could think about it, Tang Xin lowered her eyes and was about to kiss her when a voice floated into her ears.

"If you're afraid, forget it. Don't force yourself."

Just like what he said to her on that winter night three years ago when she took the initiative to seduce him.

"I'm not afraid." She said, "I'm just..."

She said "no" back then, but it's inappropriate to say it now.

Shi Yu chuckled and asked in a low voice, "You still don't know how?"

Tang Xin was heartbroken and kissed her without saying a word.