Chapter 1275 Urban Little Demon (7)

The plain white hand is holding a teacup. The white porcelain teacup is the white porcelain of the official kiln. The old object is delicate and transparent.

Holding it in Xia Duoduo's hand, it instantly reminded Pei Yan of the Song Ci, Red Crispy Hands, Huangteng Wine...

Pei Yan's gaze stayed on Xia Ling.

He just watched, the girl's bright red lips were also like the best rouge imprinted on the soft snow.

The gentle squeezing touch made him watch his throat tighten slightly, and then he changed the subject.

"Duoduo, you..." Pei Yan looked at Xia Ling, "Can you tell me, where have you been these six years? I've been looking for you all the time?"

His eyes stayed on Xia Ling's teacup.

Pei Yan watched the girl take a sip of tea lightly, then put down the cup naturally.

This posture is so smooth that even the most picky etiquette teacher can find no faults in her.

Weird emotions suddenly surged in Pei Yan's heart, a little disappointed?

In his heart, Xia Duoduo should pick up the tea cup and drink it up in one gulp, like a cow chewing peonies, such a vulgar behavior can reduce the ubiquitous beauty on her body and the temptation it brings to him.

However, it was beyond Pei Yan's expectation.

Xia Ling, who was in a rush to eat, was peaceful and leisurely when drinking tea.

"Ah? Say what you said again." Xia Ling raised her eyes.

Her dark and beautiful eyes looked at Pei Yan seriously.

There is willfulness in the porcelain-like eyebrows, and the washed lake-like eyes clearly reflect Pei Yan in the bottom of the eyes.

Pei Yan looked at her, and saw a dazed self from the bottom of her clean eyes. He looked like he had grown up in his twenties, and he was still the same kid when he first met Xia Duoduo.

Bowing his head, Pei Yan fiddled with his watch.

Patek Philippe, he just asked someone to bring back a new model from abroad.

In recent years, his career has been going well, and apart from giving birth to Pei Xun, he has not encountered any other bad things.

Forced to be speechless by Xia Ling's beauty, Pei Yan used money to support himself. Pei Yan raised his eyes and took out the set on the negotiating table, and finally calmed down.

That gesture carried the demeanor of a successful businessman, he asked quietly.

"Six years, you disappeared for six years. Xia Duoduo, I want to know why you left six years ago. What happened to us that night?"

Pei Yan's tone was calm, and he resisted Xia Ling's deliberate charm with self-control.

"Six years..." Xia Ling dragged his tone.

With a slight flicker in his eyes, Xia Ling thought about whether he should tell the truth...

Xia Ling hates lying.

In the world, a lie often needs countless lies to fulfill.

After thinking, Xia Ling looked at Pei Yan who was waiting, and said seriously.

"Sorry, I can't tell you just yet."

She didn't want to lie, but the truth was too cruel. If Pei Yan knew that the eggs he laid were her cubs, he might just drive her out of Shanghai with a big broom.

"Why?" Pei Yan frowned.

He seems to have guessed something, judging from Xia Duoduo being so hungry and disappearing for six years, something bad must have happened here.

Xia Duoduo's refusal was his expected answer.

However, hearing what she said, Pei Yan was disappointed for a while, and still didn't want to give up asking.

"Is there anything hard to say about our relationship? Even I can't tell, who else can you tell? Dodo?" Pei Yan lowered his tone and grabbed Xia Ling's hand.

His slender hands covered the back of Xia Ling's, and his body leaned forward slightly.

Affectionate and elegant, as if they were really a pair of long-lost lovers.

But in fact, since Pei Yan laid eggs, he lost interest in both men and women.