218 Chapter 218: Who is it to pretend to be pitiful?
Chapter 218 218: Who are you pretending to be pitiful for?
Since Shang Yan took over her master bedroom and took advantage of her, she didn't go back to her room at night and spent the night in the second bedroom.
According to her usual temperament, Shang Yan should have slept with her this time, but being kissed suddenly disrupted her breathing and heartbeat.
It's hard to go back and face him again.
She rarely went back to Lihua Forest Villa to live in. Every time she came back, she slept in the master bedroom. Although the second bedroom was cleaned cleanly, Xu Li was not used to sleeping there.
The bed, lights, quilts and pillows in the master bedroom were all carefully selected by her.
It's all based on her own preferences and sleeping habits, but she doesn't care so much about the second bedroom. When choosing the bed and lamps, she only cares about whether they look good and whether they fit in with her aesthetics.
Therefore, she was lying in bed now regretting the decision she had made.
Too casual.
Tomorrow she is going to change the bed to the same style as the master bedroom.
But maybe she was really tired after filming for a day and being tormented by Shang Yan for so long.
The warmth in the room instantly enveloped him, swallowing up the coldness on his body bit by bit. After he calmed down and felt that his feet were no longer so stiff, he sat down opposite her again and pushed the wallet in his hand over.
She was very familiar with this wallet.
When she woke up, it was already dawn. She subconsciously wanted to check the time and touched her cell phone around. She didn't find it as usual. She was stunned for two seconds with unresponsiveness. Suddenly she thought of something and opened her eyes suddenly.
.
After he came out last night, he never went in again. His fever was so severe that he didn't know if it had gone down.
There is still a vast expanse of white outside the house. The snow last night was neither heavy nor long.
Speaking of which, I have been using it for several years.
Shang Yan pursed his lips and looked in the direction of the door. His throat was a little tight, and the knot in his heart became deeper and deeper. After a long time, he looked away, raised his hand and stroked his eyebrows, forcing himself to ignore the pain in his heart.
Xu Li felt that she had lost her composure. She put away the panic on her face and returned to her previous indifference. She leaned against the door frame, folded her arms and stared at him with a clear and arrogant face.
Shang Yan gently closed the door, and as soon as he stepped on the cotton slippers on his feet, they sank in deeply. The snow seeped into the shoes, giving it a biting chill.
Xu Li frowned, looking at his still bloodless face. She pursed her lips, but walked over, stood in front of him, and touched his forehead with the back of her hand, "Well, the fever is gone. If you take some medicine today, it should be fine."
It’s almost…”
He wouldn't just burp in her master bedroom, would he?
Thinking of this, she lost her sleep. She didn't even have time to find her shoes when she opened the quilt. She rushed out and ran to the master bedroom, pushed the door open and walked in.
Xu Li felt like she saw an invisible tail wagging from side to side behind him.
"There should be five cards and five or six U.S. dollars in it. I gave you all the rest when I came back from my last business trip to country M." Shang Yan said seriously, then paused for a while, "It's considered compensation."
"You occupied the magpie's nest last night, ruined my quilt, and even bothered me to serve you. Aunt Ye ran up and down for you, and now you still get a breakfast for nothing." Xu.
Li crossed her arms and looked at him with disdain.
Shang Yan looked at her, hesitated for a few seconds, and subconsciously touched his pockets before suddenly remembering that he had changed his clothes.
She felt that she might be dreaming and hadn't woken up yet.
"Is your fever gone?"
When she walked to the restaurant, Xu Li looked at him with a frown, looking at the snow in his slippers, as well as the red heels and the white cold mist exhaled between his breaths.
The bed now is not very soft, and the resilience is not very good. She likes a large and soft bed with elasticity. Furthermore, the pillows. She likes to sleep on high pillows, but does not like to sleep on medium pillows, which must be latex.
"Did I say you could sit down?"
The man sitting on the edge of the bed heard the sound and looked over, with a soft smile on his deep brows, "Good morning, Ah Li."
"Why don't you wear shoes?" Shang Yan raised his head, his dark eyes reflecting her beautiful and plain face.
An irritability arose in my heart again, and I became a lot more irritable, "Let's settle the score first!"
After feeling disgusted for more than half an hour, she fell asleep.
Today, the crew stopped filming for a day due to the set and props, so Xu Li was not in a hurry. It took more than half an hour to wash up. When she walked down, Shang Yan was standing at the dining table.
Xu Li picked up the wallet, opened it and looked at it. It was indeed the case. There were even two cards in it that Xu Li had returned to him when they divorced.
With that said, she was about to take her hand back, but was caught by him again in mid-air.
Xu Li frowned at first and was very dissatisfied with his tampering, but when she saw the clear slap marks on his face, she swallowed the words that came to her lips and shook them off unceremoniously.
His hands looked slightly cold.
Who are you pretending to be pitiful for?
She is so pitiful!
The cell phone is in the master bedroom, and there is also a doggy man in the master bedroom.
It was the birthday gift she gave him on his first birthday after they got married.
But as if he couldn't feel it, he walked quickly to his car and took out a black wallet from it.
Hearing the footsteps, Shang Yan turned around and looked over. His deep black eyes were not as dull as before, but sparkling, looking particularly sincere and less sharp. His hoarse voice also softened, "I heard Aunt Ye say,
Thank you for your hard work last night."
Shang Yan raised his eyes, maybe he had not completely recovered from the cold, and his black hair was casually covering his forehead, losing his usual coldness and sinister look, adding a bit of pity, which made Xu Li feel sad.
"Wait for me." He stood up and walked out.
The voice is soft, hoarse and magnetic.
"You don't need to worry about it. Now that you're ready, come down here quickly." After saying that, she turned around and left the bedroom, and went to wash up and change clothes.
After hearing this, Shang Yan suddenly straightened his back, pursed his lips into a straight line, and said seriously, "Well, you tell me."
As soon as the door opened, the cold wind outside instantly poured into the house. Xu Li, who was wearing a thin knitted sweater, couldn't help but shiver and had the urge to yell.
"What do you mean?" Xu Li glanced at the black leather jacket and looked at him with cold eyes.
Otherwise, how could we see such an abnormal and a little sick Shang Yan?
She glanced at him with disgust, walked past him, pulled out a chair and sat down, taking a sip of warm milk. When she raised her eyes, she saw him sitting opposite him unceremoniously.
Shang Yan raised his hand and touched his forehead, "It seems a little hot. My hands are also hot, so I can't touch it accurately."
He was wearing a relatively thin home clothes, not even a jacket. It was ten degrees below zero outside. When he went out and came back in, he was filled with cold air, and his originally bloodless lips became lighter.
Both are credit cards, and they are black cards and gold cards with no limit.
The other three chapters were savings bank cards. She only looked familiar with one card. She had seen him swipe it when she went shopping with him before. The money in it shouldn't be much, but it must be between five and six million.
No one dislikes having too much money, and Xu Li is no exception.
Although she is not short of money.
Chapter completed!