Xiushui Villa.

The clock points to eight o'clock.

Jiang Mian moved his palms and carried the sleeping little fish back to his nest with his head tilted to one side.

The entire living room was empty and silent.

Jiang Mian turned on the music, and the song "Nothing on you" poured out.

Then she kicked off her shoes and opened Ji Zhixiu's wine cabinet. "Hmm," she pondered for a moment, then turned on her phone to search.

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Jiang Mian was thoughtful, and followed the label in the wine cabinet with his fingertips to find the bottle of red wine.

Then he opened it without hesitation and found a goblet from the cabinet. Jiang Mian sat at the bar and poured himself a drink.

It tastes sweet at first, and then tastes sweet aftertaste, with a long and mellow aroma that wraps around the tip of the tongue.

Jiang Mian took a photo and sent it to Weibo.

Jiang Mian v: [Good wine~]

Attached is a picture.

Mochi Crisp Bobo: [Damn, my wife is so rich, she can even afford this wine! 】

Cotton Ball: [[Shocked] Sister, are you celebrating the box office of your new movie? 】

Guan Shan is difficult to overcome: [Drinking in a good manner, isn’t it because you are falling out of love? 】

Jiang Mian lay on the counter and swung the wine glass. The bright red wine was blurred under the light, "Expensive wine is extraordinary and delicious! Have another glass!"

When Ji Zhixiu returned to Xiushui Villa, Jiang Mian was still lying on the bar, with three wine bottles staggering next to him.

The man was tall and tall, with an ashen complexion. He rubbed his forehead and said word by word, “Jiang, Mian."

Jiang Mian slowly raised his head, his eyes confused, "Who is calling me?"

"You're drunk." The man said this fact in a deep tone.

Jiang Mian pursed her lips, a little unhappy, her eyebrows drooped, like a stubborn little beast, and retorted, “I'm not drunk!"

"Why do you drink so much?"

At the mention of wine, Jiang Mian's eyes looked sober for a moment, then became confused again.

She climbed onto Ji Zhixiu's shoulders, pressed her whole body on him, blew on him, and then said proudly, “I've finished the most expensive wine in your wine cabinet! This bottle is worth half a million dollars!" "

After saying that, she chuckled twice, then stared at Ji Zhixiu with her big innocent eyes, "Mr. Ji won't be angry, right?"

Ji Zhixiu didn't know whether he should be grateful that she still recognized him.

"Eh? Why don't you say anything!" Jiang Mian was dissatisfied when she received no response. She poked the man's cheek with her index finger, "Mr. Ji is so cold!"

Ji Zhixiu pulled off her hand with an expressionless face, and hugged her soft waist with his big palm, with a cold look on his brow, "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Jiang Mian sniffed and nodded blankly, "Yes."

There was a hint of crying in her voice, which showed that she was really in pain. The curled eyelashes were stained with moisture, and the whole person suddenly became sad.

Ji Zhixiu's heart trembled slightly and he asked almost immediately, “What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Mian grabbed his hand and touched his chest, "Here, my heart hurts...it feels uncomfortable..."

Ji Zhixiu froze, "Why does your heart hurt?"

For a long time, Jiang Mian lowered his head and said nothing.

Ji Zhixiu seemed to feel something and pinched her chin to force her to raise her face.

As expected, the little girl's face was full of tears, her teeth bit her lip gently, and her peach eyes were filled with sadness.

Ji Zhixiu had never seen Jiang Mian like this.

There was a lump in his heart, and he suddenly felt suffocated. He gently wiped away the pearls under her eyes with his fingertips and said softly, “Why are you crying? Who bullied you?"

Jiang Mian still shook his head, tears streaming down his face even more fiercely.

"You bullied me." After a while, she said calmly.

Perhaps because he was drunk, or perhaps because his eyes were hazy with tears, Jiang Mian could no longer see Ji Zhixiu's expression clearly.

She only felt that the voice in her ears was vague, close in front of her eyes and yet far away in the horizon.

But she instinctively revealed her grievances. She was really sad.

Ji Zhixiu lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, his voice was so soft that he asked, "When did I bully you?"

Jiang Mian sobbed, "I saw... you and her went out to eat. I'll bring you soup..."

"I'm like...a little daughter-in-law who has climbed into a rich family but is not visible to others..."

"So when I was sad, I drank your precious wine..."

Ji Zhixiu closed his eyes, finally understanding why she was in a bad mood and had been drinking for so many years.

He sighed lowly, his voice lingering, "Don't drink so much next time. You are more precious than hiding the wine."

Jiang Mian burped and didn't hear it clearly. There were still tears on her beautiful face, "Ah? What did you say...?"

"I said it's time for you to take a shower and then go to bed."

Jiang Mian shook his head, "I don't want to take a bath, and I don't want to sleep. I want to sing!"

Thinking of the song Jiang Mian sang drunkenly last time, Ji Zhixiu's forehead jumped. He refused without mercy, “No."

Jiang Mian leaned out from his arms and grabbed the phone that was still playing music on the bar. She looked up at him with her big innocent eyes looking aggrieved, "Don't be fierce."

Ji Zhixiu was silent for a while and admitted his defeat, “Okay, I'm sorry."

Jiang Mian nodded, expressing satisfaction, and then unlocked the phone, his red face tinged with drunkenness.

She blinked, but still felt that her vision was not clear enough, and she was a little discouraged, so she settled for the next best thing, “Then I won't sing. Can you sing for me?"

Ji Zhixiu looked down and saw that Jiang Mian's phone was playing an English sweet song sung by a female voice, and it hadn't stopped since he came in.

He raised his eyebrows, and his dark pupils were like a whirlpool, sucking her into it, and said with a hint of bewilderment, “I will sing to you, can you take a bath obediently?"

Jiang Mian met his gaze, and the tenderness in the man's eyes seemed to drown people. She tilted her head and thought about it, it seemed like a good deal. He said obediently, "Okay."

She really wanted to hear Ji Zhixiu sing this song.

Ji Zhixiu's eyes moved and fixed on her face. Thin lips lifted lightly, "Okay."

With one hand, he patted Jiang Mian in his arms, and with the other hand, he took out a wet tissue and wiped her face with concentration.

“Beautiful girls all over the world.

I could be chasing but my time will be wasted.

They got nothin' on you baby.

Nothin' on you baby.

They might say hi and I might say hey.

But you shouldn't worry about what they say.

Coz they got nothin' on you baby.

Nothin' on you baby."

His voice was more elegant and gentle than the sweet female voice. It was as if he was boldly and passionately expressing his love for the little girl.

The man speaks clearly and speaks in a standard manner. Jiang Mian felt that she must be drunk, otherwise why hearing "baby" from him made her blush and her heart beat faster.

Drunk, definitely.

Ji Zhixiu's voice is clear and magnetic, extremely pleasant to the ear, like the collision of cold jade stones, which is pleasant to the ear.

Jiang Mian looked at him with her face in her hands, stretched out her hand and poked his chest, "You should be singing in tune."

The man didn't know why, "Huh?"

"And not in my heart."

...

By the time I finally washed the little girl and put her to bed, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

Ji Zhixiu pinched his eyebrows and stood in front of the window.

The bright moon hangs high, and two or three stars fall in the night.

Ji Zhixiu rarely started to think about whether the hidden marriage was a wrong decision from the beginning.

He took out his cell phone and fixed his eyes on Ji's mother's number.

"Axiu..."

The person on the bed moved and murmured in his sleep.

Ji Zhixiu turned around and put away his phone.

Lifting the quilt with his big palm, Ji Zhixiu went to bed and hugged the little girl, saying solemnly, “I'm here."

The next day.

Jiang Mian sat up, his head still aching from a hangover.

The memories of last night were connected in Jiang Mian's mind intermittently, and she took a breath.

Last night when she was taking a shower, she accidentally vomited...

What was Ji Zhixiu's face at that time?

Jiang Mian rolled his eyes and could already think of the scene at that time.

While she was feeling annoyed, Ji Zhixiu opened the door and said calmly, “Are you awake?"

Jiang Mian looked at him but didn't speak yet. Just listen to the man say, “Get dressed, it's snowing outside, put on two more layers and take you out."

Jiang Mian pursed her lips and said dissatisfied with his appearance of nothing happening, “Where are you going?"

"I'll take you to meet someone."

after an hour.

At the door of Ji's house, Jiang Mian was sitting in the passenger seat, with his head buried in his turtleneck sweater, and said in a muffled voice, “Where is this?"

"my home."

"Your home? Your home?!" Jiang Mian was startled, "Ahem...why did you bring me to your home?"

Ji Zhixiu raised his eyebrows and stared at her with a pair of dark eyes, "Of course it's to meet the parents."

"Meet...meet the parents?" Jiang Mian stiffly turned his head, "Is that what I thought?"

"Didn't you see Miss Jing and I going out to eat? This is a blind date arranged by my mother for me. Although it's just a matter of coping, it's better to tell her once and for all that I'm married. It would be better to let her die. "

If it could be said, this man would have said it long ago. Why wait until now?

Jiang Mian sniffed, "You...don't be impulsive."

Ji Zhixiu felt heartwarming and dumbfounded that the little girl was still worried about him at this time, "I'm not impulsive."

This was the result of what he had thought about last night.

"Are you afraid?" he asked, "Don't be afraid, just follow me."

"Who, who is scared?" Jiang Mian blushed, "I just thought it was too fast. I...I didn't even bring a gift!"

Ji Zhixiu couldn't help but laugh, "It's all a false courtesy. Grandpa should like you. It doesn't matter if you don't like it, as long as I like it."

Jiang Mian stared at him suspiciously, "Are you okay?"

Oh my God, this man has never been so straightforward.

What's going on today?

"It's okay, I just don't want to see you cry again." The man said in a low voice.

Jiang Mian suddenly felt a sore nose and said in a nasal voice, "Actually, there must be a reason why you didn't tell me. It's just because you're worried that your family won't accept me, right?"

Ji Zhixiu was helpless, "There are many reasons that I won't be able to explain for a while. This can only be considered one of them."

Jiang Mian threw herself into his arms, "Axiu, I..."

She suddenly didn't know what to say. It turned out that as long as she wanted, he would give it to her.

"Believe me, eh? I have everything." The man's voice was gentle, as if she was relying on her most firmly.

Mr. Ji was surprised to see his grandson bringing a girl back.

After all, he had seen strong winds and waves. After being surprised for a moment, he said kindly, “It's rare to come back, so sit down first."