C19 Can't Marry the Woman You like

After thinking for a while, Si Zhenxuan still called Si Yueyun's secretary and asked him when he planned to visit Second Master Xie. That is, at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, they would go to Xie Jianchen's tea room.

It was a painting by Shen Zhou of the Ming dynasty. This representative of the Wu Gate Painting Sect was one of the four clans in the world, and the starting price for his Mountain and River Painting Auction was one hundred thousand. It was obvious that Si Zhenxuan had spent a lot of time and effort in order to cooperate with Second Master Xie.

After having the hotel deliver dinner for them to eat, Si Zhenxuan went back to work. Koo Angtong was bored and had to take a shower. She went to bed first, a book in her hand.

After flipping through the book for a while, she secretly glanced at Si Zhenxuan's back. She didn't know why, but she sighed regretfully.

Although she was hurt quite badly by Si Zhenxuan's agreement that day, she could only reply that you were not my type.

In fact, she didn't even know what kind of man she liked. Since she was a child, her traditional education had always kept her at a distance from men. Logically speaking, Si Zhenxuan was good-looking, had good materials, and was also a favorite of hers.

As for Lu Qiyan, although other people loved to joke around, she knew that she was more affectionate towards Lu Qiyan. Otherwise, why did Lu Qiyan never confess to Lu Qiyan in all these years? Actually, he knew as well.

She resisted the intimacy of a man. Even so, she had already been kissed by Si Zhenxuan several times.

In her opinion, Si Zhenxuan took up many of the first times in her life. It was of great significance to her, and the most embarrassing thing was that she didn't reject Si Zhenxuan's touch at all.

For some reason, Koo Angtong suddenly covered her face and whined. This really wasn't a good sign, because Si Zhenxuan had no interest in her at all!

While she was lying on the bed in a daze, there was a sound of movement behind the election. Koo Angtong curiously turned her head and saw that Si Zhenxuan was already standing on the other side with his head lowered, unbuttoning his clothes.

"You, what are you going to do?" Koo Angtong pulled up the blanket subconsciously and looked at Si Zhenxuan vigilantly.

Si Zhenxuan frowned, "Sleep?"

"Here?" Although they were in the same bed last night, it was fortunate that the bed was rather large. Furthermore, she had drank too much, so she had no impression of it.

Si Zhenxuan stopped unbuttoning his shirt and looked at her in surprise for a long time. "What? If you feel unwell, go sleep on the living room sofa."

"Oh, okay." Koo Angtong nodded obediently and got off the bed. When she walked halfway, she suddenly felt that something was wrong. She turned around and asked, "Why am I sleeping on the sofa?"

"I don't feel uncomfortable." Si Zhenxuan threw back the covers and lay down calmly. He picked up the book Koo Angtong was reading earlier, on the cover of which was written "Eight Notes on Keeping Life". After flipping it open, there were a lot of ancient characters.

"What's wrong with this book? The thoughts of the ancients are very vast and profound! " Koo Angtong went up and took the book away from him, hugging it in her arms and blushing as she stood on the spot. Obviously, Si Zhenxuan was acting like a gentleman so if you want to sleep, come over obediently and don't expect him to sleep on the sofa.

She bit her lips and whispered, "Why should I …" Why should I sleep on the couch? "

Then, she went back to her original position, touched the corner and lay down. She flipped open the window and ignored Si Zhenxuan on the other side.

The night was getting darker, and the nervous Koo Angtong was gradually calming down. She could hear the long and rhythmic breathing of the crowd not far away.

She opened her eyes and quietly looked at the heavy curtain on the window sill in her bedroom. She reached out and twisted the lamp on her side.

All of a sudden, the surroundings turned dark, but the desk lamp on Si Zhenxuan's side lit up.

Knowing that he wasn't asleep, Koo Angtong gently touched her blanket and asked softly, "How does it feel to be unable to marry a woman you like?"

Yesterday, Lu Qiyan said that Meng Mei and Si Zhenxuan had told the story a few years ago. Lu Qiyan said that Meng Mei and Si Zhenxuan had told the story a few years ago.

She didn't get a reply from Si Zhenxuan for a long time, so she turned around and looked at him strangely. Si Zhenxuan casually turned his hand on the handle and said lightly: "If you ask again, we'd better get divorced immediately."

Koo Angtong pouted her lips gloomily. "Why is he so petty? Is it that difficult to share?"

It was a good thing that she slept very soundly that night. She wondered if there would be any peaceful breathing on the streets, causing her heart to feel at peace.

This night, however, she had a particularly strange dream. Meng Mei held Si Zhenxuan and stood in front of her, smiling. She said softly, "Miss Koo, since you promised Zhenxuan that you would let go of any woman he likes, why don't you hurry up and go through the divorce procedures?"