Chapter 175 Do You Still Remember Your Confession to Your Man?

"I...it's okay..." She said softly, pretending to be weak, and then stretched out her hands. Rong Zhan lowered his head tacitly. She put her hands around his neck and pressed her cheek tightly against his chest.

Close your eyes.

It seemed that for that moment, my heart felt particularly at ease.

How long had she been wearing the armor on her body? It seemed so indestructible that no one could get close to her. But when he rushed up to protect him, her armor seemed to gradually fade away. She stared blankly at him protecting her. , venting his anger for her.

How long has it been since you felt this way?

Sangxia doesn't know.

Although the method was rough, it made her truly feel protected and cared for, like a treasure in her palm.

It's like she is a queen.

And he is her general and warrior, invincible to her.

Sangxia rubbed her head against his chest and held him tightly with her hands.

Rong Zhan directly avoided the reporters, went out from another exit under the arrangement of the backstage staff, and carried her directly into the car. The driver in front drove, and Rong Zhan sat in the back with her.

Rong Zhan lowered the partition between the front and rear seats, and when he turned his head again, he was about to pull up her skirt.

"Does it hurt? Where did she hit you? Did you break it somewhere?"

He just realized it at this moment and said angrily, why didn't his wife know how to fight back when she was beaten? Why didn't she call him earlier! ?

He suppressed his temper, fearing that if he spoke loudly to her again, she would be wronged.

The look of her in utter embarrassment made him angry and distressed at the same time.

Sang Xia was sitting on Rong Zhan's lap. She held down his hand to prevent him from pulling on his clothes. She lowered her eyebrows slightly and muttered, "It's not broken... It's just that the ankle seems to be twisted and it hurts a little."

When Rong Zhan heard this, he murmured a curse, then reached out with his hand, gently raised her calf, took off her high heels, and lifted up her long skirt, revealing her slender white calves. And those delicate and charming ankles.

Sangxia also glanced there.

There is nothing, no green at all.

Of course, she was lying, how could it be.

Originally she wanted to clarify it with Rong Zhan, but then when she thought of how worried, eager and anxious he was for her, as well as the little temper he couldn't help suppressing, she couldn't say it out loud.

Just follow the plan and keep going like this.

Sang Xia didn't see it, so how could Rong Zhan see it, but he frowned and looked carefully, put his big hands there, kneaded her gently, and then turned around and asked her, "Does it still hurt?"

Sang Xia's clothes were torn and messy, and she was wrapped in his coat. It was very big and baggy, but it made her body more slender, giving her an indescribable messy and delicate beauty.

"……much better."

She cooed slightly.

She didn't know if it was her misunderstanding, but she always felt that the way Rong Zhan looked at her was a little different, which made her face feel a little warm, and the way he was squeezing her ankles in his hands made her feel warm. With unspeakable aimei.

really.

Rong Zhan kneaded and kneaded, and then suddenly lowered his head and kissed her ankle lightly on the forehead, so reverently, as if he loved her, so precious.

Her heart suddenly trembled, and she wanted to shrink back, but he held her hand. Then he came over and massaged her while asking her with deep eyes, "Daughter-in-law, do you still remember what you said on the stage before? "

What words.

Naturally, it was the last question that the host asked: Do you like him?

Sang Xia was of course confused by his sudden question.

"What, what are you talking about?"

His eyes seemed so hot that she couldn't help but want to avoid them.

But as soon as she escaped, Rong Zhan grabbed her with his hand and pinched her chin. His warm breath entangled between their noses, and his eyes were lingering and gentle.

"Don't pretend."

He exposed her completely.

Sang Xia's face turned red inexplicably and her eyes flickered, "Don't be so close to me. I don't know what you are talking about."

"you know."

He is determined.

She bit her teeth lightly, "I don't know... um...!"

Before she could finish her trick, Rong Zhan lowered his head and captured her lips, swallowing all the words she said.

"Do you know? Do you know?"

Sangxia couldn't bear it anymore and struggled to push him away. She pushed him away, but she didn't escape his confinement.

"Stop making trouble, we're still in the car." Sang Xia blushed and felt embarrassed.

"Then tell me quickly, is what you said true? You said you like me, right?" Rong Zhan hugged her tightly to prevent her from escaping, and asked shamelessly.

Seeing that he asked the question so straightforwardly, Sang Xia knew that she could not escape. After a moment of silence, she took a breath and said, "Some are true and some are false."

As soon as these words came out, Rong Zhan was startled for a moment, and then let go of his hand.

Sang Xia took the opportunity and quickly stood up and sat aside, pulling on his collar and breathing a sigh of relief. When he looked at Rong Zhan again, he lowered his head and took out a mobile phone in his hand. He didn't know what he was looking at.

Sang Xia kicked his thigh with her bare foot, "What's wrong, are you angry?"

Rong Zhan ignored it.

Sang Xia sighed softly, moved towards him again, pressed her cheek against his arm, looked at the mobile phone he was holding, and suddenly said, "What are you looking at? The mobile phone has been knocked down."

Rong Zhan: "..."

The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and he turned over in an instant, but when he looked at it again, he was suddenly confused.

Now he is holding it backwards.

I immediately understood what was going on.

She was tricking him.

Her successful smile reached his ears, but Rong Zhan became even more embarrassment. He threw away the phone and stopped looking at it. He stared at the car window without taking a breath.

Sang Xia knew that he was having a little trouble. He was obviously a hot-tempered man, but now he acted like an angry and aggrieved daughter-in-law in front of her.

Sangxia knew what he was doing and what he was waiting for.

only……

do you like it?

Do you really like it?

She admitted that when she was asked on stage, she answered "I like it", but she knew that part of the reason was that she had to say "I like it" no matter what.

Because he cannot lose face in front of outsiders.

but……

After a while, Sang Xia sat silently for a while, looking at the other car window, but her hands tentatively groped for something there.

Very easy.

Within a few seconds, she touched his hand.

She was startled for a moment because he ducked away.

She bit her lip.

She turned her head to hold his hand again, but she didn't expect him to be looking at her, with her thin pale pink lips pressed into a line, her brows furrowed, and her eyes as threatening as the abyss.

This time, Sangxia grabbed hold of him firmly.

He struggled, and her grip tightened.

The atmosphere between the two became increasingly weird and stalemate, as if neither one was willing to admit defeat.

He kept trying to get rid of her, but Sang Xia seemed to be impatient, and kicked him again with her bare feet, "It's not over yet, isn't it just that I like you? I said it's not okay? Didn't you hear it all? Why are you still asking?"

When Rong Zhan heard this, he was so aggrieved that he roared angrily, "Do you like me!? What can I tell you if I want you to admit it? If you don't like it, why should you admit it on stage? How can you So hypocritical!”

Sangxia was stunned by his roar.

She stared at him intently for a while, then squinted her eyes slightly, looked out the window, and muttered, "I'm not hypocritical."

After saying this, she paused, turned around, sat upright, raised her hand to lightly brush the hair that fell around her ears, and said lightly, "I quite like you."

I quite like you.

"Wha, what..."

Rong Zhan was stunned.

Instantly, in just a few seconds.

He had a bad temper and growled since he was a child, but now he is stunned and stunned, and the crimson color slowly spreads to his ears, just in the blink of an eye.

Sang Xia also seemed a little unnatural, her eyes flickered, but her face was still normal, and she continued to pretend to be calm and said, "Is there something wrong tonight?"

Rong Zhan: "...No, no."

Yes and no.

Sang Xia cleared her throat, coughed, and said calmly, "Okay, come to my place tonight."

Go to my place.

Go to my place...

Rong Zhan took an unprecedented long time to digest the true meaning of these three words, and in the end he seemed to be blushing.

No, he didn't want to believe that this excited young man who seemed to be stunned was him.

"……Um."

Just as Rong Zhan made a vague sound, the car door was opened. The two people let go of each other's hands as if they were electrocuted, and each sat down solemnly without saying a word.

"Boss, we've arrived at the villa. The doctor is waiting inside."

Rong Zhan closed his head slightly, came out first, and then hugged Sang Xia horizontally. He hugged her very tightly. When he walked, he still seemed to feel a little floating under his feet~

Sang Xia was hugged by him and suddenly said to him: "Rong Zhan, please put me down."

"Why?"

Sang Xia: "You better use your clothes to cover your lower body..."

Rong Zhan's feet suddenly staggered.