C9 Chapter 9

No matter what Lian Muqing said, Xia Tinghan always had a cold expression on his face, and the meal had worn away his enthusiasm.

After Xia Tinghan finished eating and put down his bowl and chopsticks, Lian Muqing naturally started to clean up the tableware.

Xia Tinghan was stunned for a moment, but he still stopped Lian Muqing from washing the dishes. "That's good. Sister-In-Law Zhang will clean it up."

Lian Muqing smiled bitterly. "It's fine. I just want to be closer to you. The bowl and chopsticks smell like you."

Xia Tinghan frowned as he sat on the chair in the dining room. He could vaguely hear the sound of the bowls and chopsticks hitting each other, and it was especially warm.

"Lian Muqing."

"Hmm?" Lian Muqing could vaguely hear Xia Tinghan calling out to him, but it had been a long time since the name had appeared in his ears. For a moment, he couldn't confirm it, so he could only stick his head out and look at Xia Tinghan.

Xia Tinghan nodded. Confirming Lian Muqing's thoughts, Lian Muqing's eyes lit up. He quickly wiped his hands with his apron and walked over.

"What's wrong? Are you not full yet? The tremella soup will be ready soon."

Lian Muqing shook his head." You know I don't eat much. "

"Then what's wrong?"

"What do you want now?"

Lian Muqing lowered his eyes. "Don't be like this, I really love you."

"I don't think it's appropriate for us to talk about love or not!"

Lian Muqing retracted his expression, and his voice was even gentler than before. "Then tell me."

"What do you want to do every day?"

Lian Muqing looked into Xia Tinghan's eyes with deep affection and pain. He wanted to search for the familiar warmth in them, but he was disappointed once again. A lonely smile appeared on his face, as if he was answering, but also as if he was talking to himself. "Would you believe me if I said I don't want anything? I suppose you don't believe me, and I mean to make you forgive me and come back to me. Although it is delusional, I have to try my best. "

Blood surged in Xia Tinghan's heart, and he couldn't help but bite his lips. This was a habit he had had since he was young. Whenever he needed to endure, contradict, or lie, he couldn't help but do this small action. "With a crack in the relationship, no matter how well it is mended, it won't be perfect enough."

Lian Muqing's faint smile was just like the first time they met, warm and quiet. "But I still want to mend it. I don't want to see it broken."

Xia Tinghan got up and was about to return to his room, but in the end, he stopped. "Then let's try!"

Xia Tinghan left only one sentence and Lian Muqing, who was still in shock, and returned to the guest room alone.

Lian Muqing came back to his senses from the shock, and the corner of his mouth unconsciously raised. There were some things that had gone out of control!

Lian Muqing turned around and continued to wash the dishes. He didn't want to disturb Xia Tinghan. After all, their relationship had just warmed up, and he didn't want to give Xia Tinghan too much pressure. That would only make him more disgusted.

Lian Muqing glanced at Xia Tinghan's room and returned to the master bedroom where they were supposed to live together.

Opening the door, Lian Muqing was stunned for a moment. His fingers could not help but tremble slightly. The room was lit by a slightly yellow night light, and the blanket was slightly raised.

Lian Muqing gently closed the door and walked over with light footsteps.

Xia Tinghan did not fall asleep, but his eyes were slightly closed. He could feel the spot beside him sinking slightly, and he could also feel the heat source getting closer and closer.

To be honest, Xia Tinghan wasn't prepared to sleep with her. It was just that Lian Muqing was too gentle, and he wanted to try again.