Chapter 114 My three meals a day revolve around you, my wife...
Late at night, in the city center, at a big hotel.
Wash off the mud and dirt.
Xie Jiyan grabbed a white towel, wiped his wet hair, and walked out of the shower area.
Jinli was wearing a slightly loose nightgown and lying in the middle of the big bed playing with her cell phone.
Xie Jiyan came from behind the bed and pressed on her, smelling the scent of shower gel on her neck, and asked in a hoarse voice: "What are you looking at?"
"Watch the news." Jinli turned off the screen, put down the phone, and tilted his head slightly: "Are you done washing?"
"Hmm." The fragrance lingered in his nose, and Xie Jiyan couldn't help but kiss her earlobe: "Are you worried about me, so you ran to Shacheng?"
Although he knew very well that she came here just for him, he still wanted to hear her admit it herself.
"It's not all for you." Jin Li said, but her heart was not in sync: "You have ambitions and ideals, and I have ambitions and ideals too. My three meals a day don't all revolve around you."
Xie Jiyan suppressed his smile: "Okay, I understand. You don't revolve around me, but my three meals a day only revolve around you. Wife..."
"you……"
I really didn't expect that the word "wife" coming out of his mouth would have such a strong destructive power.
Jinli's cheeks flushed, and she tried to control her emotions, pretending to struggle: "I don't want to chat with you anymore, go to bed quickly."
At this time, Xie Jiyan's whole body was still covering her back, pressing lightly.
Maybe this posture was more suitable, he was reluctant to move.
Jin Li turned over with all her strength and glared at him: "Go to sleep quickly, do you hear me?"
Xie Jiyan gently pinched her jaw and made a request: "If you call me husband, I will sleep."
"I don't want to scream." She was afraid that if she screamed, it would really kill him, so it was better not to be too intimate.
"Are you too shy to say it out loud, or..."
"I haven't gotten used to it yet." Jin Li quickly took over his words, not wanting to make him feel disappointed and uncomfortable: "Give me some time to get used to it slowly, okay?"
There is indeed a huge gap between Uncle Ji Yan at the beginning and her husband now, and she needs to take it easy.
But her mouth was always as sweet as honey, and she was best at sweet talk. If she really wanted to call him husband, it would not be difficult.
So, it was obvious that she didn't want to.
"Okay," Xie Jiyan concealed the loneliness in his eyes, picked up the towel, and continued to wipe his wet and soft black hair: "You go to bed first, I'll blow dry your hair."
"Oh." The weight on his body was removed, and Jinli's mood became inexplicably depressed.
They have already obtained the marriage certificate. Whether she calls him that or not, he is still her husband. Why is she still being shy?
Covering herself with the quilt with regret, Jinli thought to herself that she would make it up to him when the right opportunity arose.
The next day.
On the way back to the city.
Jinli suddenly received a voice message from Wei Xueling.
At this moment, she was sitting in Xie Ji Yan's arms.
She touched the screen lightly, and the gentle voice in the voice bar slowly spread throughout the car.
Wei Xueling said: "Lili, I heard that you and Ji Yan got married. Congratulations, and I wish you a long and happy marriage. I will open a Guzheng workshop this Saturday, and I would like to invite you to attend. Are you free?"
Jin Li listened silently, raised his little head, looked at Xie Jiyan, and wanted to ask for his opinion.
Xie Jiyan looked indifferent and asked her, "Do you want to go?"
Jinli shook her head: "I don't know, but Sister Xueling is quite considerate."
She will remember anything that is even slightly nice to her.
Xie Jiyan arranged for her: "Then go, and prepare a small gift."
"Okay." Jin Li immediately smiled, hugged his neck, and pecked his Adam's apple lightly.
Afterwards, after lighting the fire, he ignored everything and replied to Wei Xueling: "Thank you for the blessing, Sister Xueling. I am free this Saturday."
Today is Friday, which happens to be tomorrow.
