Chapter 529
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In the middle of the night, An Xiaxia woke up once.
She had a habit of rolling up her blanket. Half of the blanket was rolled up, and half of Sheng Yize's body was exposed. However, he still subconsciously tucked her in.
The string in her heart seemed to have been plucked, causing soft ripples to form in her heart.
She put the blanket back on Sheng Yize and stared at him under the dim light of the lamp.
His sharp lines, sculpture-like facial features, and his mole looked very charming under the light.
He was so good looking that he didn't look like a real person.
She didn't know where the thought came from, but she moved closer to Sheng Yize's lips and kissed him.
The next second, her waist was tightly held, and his deep voice sounded, "An Xiaxia, it's wrong to kiss someone secretly."
An Xiaxia was dumbfounded, feeling like she was caught doing something wrong …
And it was a very shameful thing …
"Hmm … when did you wake up?"
"What? If I didn't wake up, would you still have evil thoughts and do something else to me? "He didn't open his eyes, but his voice was a little hoarse.
An Xiaxia punched him and pulled the quilt back. She pressed it under her body and slept soundly.
Sheng Yize didn't mind, it didn't matter if the blanket was there or not. He simply hugged An Xiaxia, who was wrapped in the blanket, like a pillow.
"Do you have any particular place you want to go?" He pressed his chin against her little head.
An Xiaxia didn't understand, "Isn't this a good place? Why do you want to go somewhere else? "
Sheng Yize was silent for a while, then said, "If you like it, then don't go."
With a stomach full of questions, An Xiaxia gradually fell asleep.
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The next day.
After breakfast, Sheng Yize took her for a stroll around the town.
This place hadn't been developed yet, the people were simple, the scenery was pleasant, and it was a good place to stay.
The more she looked, the more familiar An Xiaxia felt.
It was as if she had lived here before.
Could it be that the memories in her mind weren't just fantasies, but had really happened before?
Sneaking a glance at Sheng Yize's handsome face, An Xiaxia clenched her fists.
On the way home, the two of them went to the market to buy some groceries. An Xiaxia looked at Sheng Yize, who was wearing a sweater and a pair of sneakers, carefully choosing the groceries. An Xiaxia found it unreal.
An Xiaxia clutched her stomach and cried out that she was hungry. Suddenly, a person stood up at the steps and called out to Sheng Yize, "Brother Ze!"
Sheng Yize frowned. Sure enough, she really came.
An Xiaxia followed his line of sight and saw Song Qinchen standing there with a smile on her face.
"Brother Ze, this is where we live together … Aren't you afraid that An Xiaxia will be jealous if you bring her here?" Song Qinchen started to sow discord. She was not as calm as she used to be.
An Xiaxia felt as if she had swallowed a fly. Sheng Yize asked faintly, "What are you doing here?"
"I'm just reminiscing about the past … I didn't expect you to be here … with her …" Song Qinchen looked sad. "You didn't even come back to visit Grandma when she passed away …"
"Did you come back?" Sheng Yize's smile was as cold as ten-thousand-year-old ice. "I've always been curious. Why didn't you come back? Grandma Song waited for you for so many years, but what about you? You didn't even call her when you were abroad. "
Song Qinchen didn't expect to give herself away. She stuttered for a long time, unable to say anything. Sheng Yize threw another sharp question.
"Song Qinchen, are you really Song Song?"
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