Chapter 129 Hug me

She raised her head in panic and looked at him with a flushed face.

"Did I hurt you? I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention." Cheng Weiyue apologized in a panic.

"It doesn't hurt. What's wrong? You didn't talk all the way?" Zhou Jingwei paused, touched Cheng Weiyue's hair, and said in a clear voice: "What are you talking about, so focused?"

Cheng Weiyue came to her senses and it was too late to hide.

Zhou Jingwei knelt down to pick up the phone for her, and of course he saw the content on it.

Cheng Weiyue just wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

But Zhou Jingwei opened his mouth and read out Li Die's message unhurriedly: "Wash the fragrance and send it to my bed?"

Cheng Weiyue snatched her phone away: "She's talking nonsense, please ignore her."

Zhou Jingwei's gloomy mood suddenly became much better.

"Little Moon," he sighed softly, with a little smile, very lazy: "You are so afraid that I will be jealous, and you want to coax me?"

Cheng Weiyue didn't want to admit it. For a long time, she mumbled vaguely.

"Then give me a hug," Zhou Jingwei lowered his head and said very gently: "If you give me a hug, I won't be jealous anymore."

That night, Zhou Jingwei stood in the late autumn night and felt Cheng Weiyue in his arms holding him tightly.

She pressed her face against his chest, and while holding her hands back hard, she asked, "Are you still jealous now?"

"One more thing," Zhou Jingwei chuckled and coaxed her, "Hold on tighter."

Cheng Weiyue obediently hugged her tighter.

His whole heart softened again and again, his heart beat like a mountain, and he was in a complete mess.

There was really nothing he could do against Cheng Weiyue.

Later he said he was no longer jealous and could let go.

Cheng Weiyue hesitated for a while before letting him go.

Under the light, her eyes were clear, clean, bright and candid, and she said, "I did something wrong to make you jealous."

In fact, there is nothing wrong with her. In the final analysis, it is just her own possessiveness.

Zhou Jingwei pinched the soft flesh on Cheng Weiyue's face and said softly: "It's not your fault, it's my fault."

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After Zhou Jingwei left, Zhou Bingquan also helped Lin Xuansu, who was crying with red eyes, to leave the scene.

As soon as the three people left, the overall atmosphere of the banquet instantly became deserted.

When Qiao Jingxue arrived at the banquet with Qiao Yesi on her arm, everything was coming to an end.

Qiao Yesi looked around curiously and asked her sister: "Sister, are we late?"

The expression on Qiao Jingxue's face suddenly stiffened a lot. She didn't have the face to say that she came to the house even though she didn't receive the invitation.

She remained silent, but held Qiao Yesi's hand tighter.

Qiao Yesi couldn't quite understand the ups and downs of emotions on her sister's face.

"Sister, I want to try the desserts there. I haven't finished my meal yet and I'm a little hungry." Qiao Yesi said excitedly when she saw the dazzling array of desserts placed in the center of the banquet hall.

Qiao Jingxue took a deep breath, suppressed the impatience in her heart, smiled and let go of her hand: "Then don't go too far, have fun by yourself."

"Thank you sister, you are so kind." Qiao Yesi smiled innocently.

What Qiao Jingxue hates the most is Qiao Yesi's innocence, which makes her realize how unbearable she is.

She is both the daughter of the Qiao family, so how can she be carefree, but she has to deliberately try to please everyone in the Zhou family, flattering everyone, and not getting even a little bit of love from her husband.

There was no way Qiao Jingxue could like her.

Zhou Siheng had just finished dealing with the difficult group of elders of the Zhou family. He followed their footsteps and walked downstairs, with a sickly pale face and a gentle and weak look.

He is not like Zhou Jingwei, who even with a smile on his face and a careless look can make people feel aggressive. He has a weak and noble temperament. When he stands there and doesn't speak, he has a bookish temperament.

He was walking and talking to several elders beside him, with a right smile on his face and a very humble look.

When Qiao Jingxue saw him, her eyes lit up and she walked forward without saying a word.

"Siheng, I've been looking for you for a long time." Qiao Jingxue crossed the crowd and hugged Zhou Siheng's arm. Today she had a beautiful long curly hair, with her hair hanging down. With her charming face, she said no It's captivating and captivating.

Zhou Siheng's expression did not change at all. Instead, he gently placed his hand on the back of Qiao Jingxue's hand and said slowly: "Uncles, you guys are laughing. I'll go ahead and accompany Jingxue."

"You young couple should spend more time getting along with each other. What's so funny about it?" Zhou Lingshan stood at the front. At this time, he turned around and looked at the two people who seemed to be in love with each other, and said with amusement in his eyes: "Don't You are here to accompany us old men, but it is more important to accompany your wife."

Zhou Siheng smiled apologetically, and pulled Qiao Jingxue away, who was brushing off her presence with everyone else.

It was late at night in the garden behind the Zhou family banquet hall, and the wind was very strong.

The moment Zhou Siheng walked out of the banquet hall, he waved Qiao Jingxue's hand away.

There was so much disgust in his eyes that it almost overflowed, and the coldness in his eyes was like an ice pick: "Qiao Jingxue, I hope you can take care of yourself and stop doing such meaningless things."

Qiao Jingxue was pushed away unexpectedly, and it took her a long time to stand still. She lowered her head in a bit of embarrassment, and the panic in her eyes had not dissipated.

Zhou Siheng's words made her heart feel cold. She finally calmed down and raised her head with a cold and arrogant attitude: "What? Do you think it's embarrassing to see me? Zhou Siheng, why did you marry me in the first place?"

"I thought we should reach a consensus on the first day of marriage."

Zhou Siheng frowned and spoke coldly without a trace of pity: "I said at the beginning that if you marry me, all you can get is the title of my wife. Apart from that, I have nothing to give you. It's you who insists on having your own way and insists on getting married."

"Yes, I insist on marrying you, but can this be the reason why you haven't touched me for so many years?"

Qiao Jingxue's fair face turned red, full of embarrassment.

Zhou Siheng looked away indifferently and said in a straight voice: "Qiao Jingxue, I have never asked you to protect yourself like a jade for me. You can do whatever you want. As long as you don't ruin the reputation of the Zhou family, I don't mind."

Qiao Jingxue's whole body felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave when Zhou Siheng's words were heard, and an unspeakable coldness swallowed her up.

Her teeth were chattering. Seeing Zhou Siheng walking towards the side door of the banquet hall again, she had no strength to stop him.

She came today originally because she wanted to have a good talk with Zhou Siheng.

Zhao Hanchen has fallen in love with someone else, and she can no longer lose Zhou Siheng's respect and recognition.

But he actually had no patience at all for himself.

Obviously it wasn't like this before, it was all because of that Cheng Weiyue.
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