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Chapter 47 Hurry up and marry home

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    Cheng Zhixu went up to the second floor, took off his coat casually, folded it and hung it in the crook of his arm, held the cold doorknob with his hand, pressed down, and pushed the door open to enter.

    The room is heated and the temperature is just right. It seems to be mixed with a little sweet smell. I wonder if the aunt at home has changed the air freshener or put something in the humidifier.

    Cheng Zhixu unfolded his coat and was about to hang it on the hanger. When he turned his gaze, he noticed a small bag bulging on his bed that he didn't use often.

    The coat slipped from his hand and fell on the floor. He was stunned for a moment, then bent down to pick it up, threw it away, and put it on the back of the sofa.  Because the coat was too long, the hem touched the ground, but he didn't care, and walked to the bed in two or three steps.

    It is no exaggeration to say that Cheng Zhixu was so shocked that fireworks were going off in his pupils, and there were all kinds of feelings.  Exhausting all his imagination, he never imagined that when he returned home with nothing to do, his beloved girl was actually lying on his bed.

    Jian Ling slept soundly, no matter the sound of opening the door or the footsteps of people coming, she didn't hear anything, her little face was powdered and her black hair covered the pillow.  She fell asleep wearing a sweater, maybe it was a little hot, one hand stuck out from the side of the quilt, and rested on the edge of the dark sheet.

    Cheng Zhixu fixed his eyes on her face, let out a deep breath, squatted down to see how she was sleeping, and forgot that the purpose of coming to the room was to change clothes.

    After only watching for a few seconds, he couldn't help the undercurrent of emotion, knelt down beside her with one leg, pressed down and bit her lip.  Jian Ling was woken up, and was about to struggle in shock, when Cheng Zhixu said softly, "Open your mouth" He spoke next to her lips, and every time he uttered a word, his lips could touch hers.

    Hearing that it was Cheng Zhixu's voice, Jian Ling relaxed, and the moment he opened his red lips, he succeeded in such a lingering and deep plunder.

    It was as if a ball of fire rolled in the quilt, burning her unconscious mind into confusion.

    "Why are you here?" After a long time, Cheng Zhixu let go of her and only said a word. Seeing her eyes squinted and glistening, he couldn't help but kissed her again, rubbing her soft waist with his palms  , like crushing her.

    Jian Ling wanted to ask him in a trance, why is he here?

    Having no chance to ask, he hugged her and rolled into the quilt for a good kiss. He obviously saw each other often, but an inexplicable longing invaded his brain.  Cheng Zhixu thought, probably the scene of her lying on his bed was too exciting, and his heart constricted one after another, making him lose his mind.

    Footsteps sounded outside the door, Jian Ling woke up like a dream, grabbed Cheng Zhixu's back collar and pulled it back, finally got a chance to speak: "Yes, someone is here."

    Sure enough, there was an urgent knock on the door in the next second, and the nanny did not dare to rush in without permission, her voice was eager and flustered, and she even forgot her address: "Well, Miss Jian is a little sleepy, the guest room  I have taken all the bedding to wash, so my wife will let her borrow your room to rest."

    That tone seemed to be afraid that Cheng Zhixu would get angry.

    Few people would like strangers to enter their private area and touch personal items without permission, let alone Cheng Zhixu's cold temper.

    Auntie was worried that he would not understand the situation and would embarrass Miss Jian, so she hurried upstairs to remind her that she almost fell when going up the stairs, which delayed a little time.

    Cheng Zhixu glanced at the girl on the bed, her curled eyelashes fluttered slightly, showing the aftertaste of unabated passion and the shyness of being disturbed by her aunt.  The goose-yellow sweater collar hung on the snowy shoulders, revealing the thin white underwear straps inside, and the necklace he gave her was well worn around her neck.

    He closed his eyes, pursed his lips and pulled up her collar to cover the spring light.

    "I see." Cheng Zhixu turned his head to look at the door, raised the volume a little, and his voice was a little hoarse than usual.

    Auntie couldn't tell whether he was angry or not, so she stood outside the door for a few seconds, hesitating, wondering if she should wake Jian Ling up.

    Cheng Zhixu knew that the people outside the door hadn't left, so he said again: "Aunt Qin, let's go to work first, I have a sense of propriety."

    Only then did the aunt feel relieved, she let out an "ah", turned around and went downstairs with her hands in her hands, and the footsteps gradually faded away until they could no longer be heard.

    Cheng Zhixu turned his gaze back and met Jian Ling.  Jian Ling got up and leaned against the head of the bed, her mind still covered, and asked a question that she hadn't asked just now: "Why are you here?"

    Cheng Zhixu reached out and pinned the hair on the side of her face behind her ears, her movements were gentle and delicate, with a smile hidden in her eyes: "This is my home, it's strange that I am here? But you, came here with your mother? Why didn't you tell me?"

    Jian Ling was taken aback for a moment, almost biting her tongue in shock: "This, this is your house?!"

    Cheng Zhixu: "You don't know?"

    Jian Ling gestured wildly in the air with both hands: ?It's fate" he kept talking.

    The aunt said twice that it's time to eat, and the few people moved to the dining room with unsatisfied intentions, and continued to talk about the topic just now.

    Jian Ling naturally sat next to Cheng Zhixu, and Ye Xianxin sat on the other side.  After changing her identity, she couldn't let go, especially the way Yu Zhijin looked at her, which was so frank and gratifying, as if today was her first day marrying Cheng Cheng's family.

    Cheng Zhixu also did not expect that the expected meeting with parents would go so smoothly.  Ye Xianxin is very satisfied with him, probably because Ms. Yu mentioned the foundation he laid many times when communicating with her before.

    In short, if there are male elders from the Jian family and the Cheng family present, this meal can be called an engagement banquet.  Because the two ladies brought up the topic of "Is the wedding better in Western style or Chinese style" at the dinner table, Jian Ling was too embarrassed to interrupt.

    After sitting for a while after the meal, Ye Xianxin took Jian Ling to leave.

    When she got up to give it away, Yu Zhijin sneakily stuffed a brocade box into Jian Ling's large down jacket pocket, fearing she would be rejected, so she didn't tell her.

    Cheng Zhixu kept sending the two of them to the gate, and said that he would drive them back by himself.  Ye Xianxin politely declined, saying that he was busy with work, so he didn't bother him if he had a rare break, and the driver at home was waiting outside.

    Cheng Zhixu didn't insist anymore, and watched the two of them get into the car before turning back. When they entered the door, they saw Yu Zhijin leaning on a wooden cabinet not far away with his arms crossed, looking at him with a red face.

    "Anything to say?" Cheng Zhixu asked.

    Yu Zhijin smiled: "Where have you reached?"

    Cheng Zhixu didn't speak, and seeing her reluctance, he said helplessly: "You also inquire about this kind of thing? There's no need."

    Yu Zhijin laughed, looking at him with a kind of resentment of "I can't help my mother": "Oh, when the mother-in-law asks, you can answer honestly, and if your mother asks, you have nothing to say?"

    Cheng Zhixu: "The mother-in-law didn't ask any privacy questions either."

    Yu Zhijin said "Yes" and stopped asking.

    Cheng Zhixu is an only son. His parents were a little strict with him when he was a child, but they were also very careful, as you can tell by his name.  His mother's name is Yu Zhijin, and his father originally named him "Cheng Zhixu", combining his father's surname and his mother's first name. Later, Yu Zhijin said that the word "Zhi" was a bit feminine, so he changed it to a homonym.

    Cheng Zhixu is 28 years old this year, and his birthday is just a few days after the Spring Festival, which is equivalent to 29 years old.  The Cheng Group is thriving in his hands, so there is no need to worry, the only thing that worries the elders is the marriage.

    Now that his marriage has settled down, Yu Zhijin is happier than anyone else.

    "I don't tell you, you should know. I like that girl Jian Ling very much the first time I saw her today. She is under your nose. If she doesn't tell herself, you should take good care of her as a boyfriend. Don't wait for others to talk about you."  Only then." Yu Zhijin said in a serious tone, "My wife, don't you wait for others to hurt you?"

    Cheng Zhixu replied sincerely: "I know."

    After Yu Zhijin finished speaking seriously, she interrupted: "Hey, hurry up, hurry up, marry and go home."

    Cheng Zhixu couldn't laugh or cry: "I know."

    Yu Zhijin couldn't bear the excitement, so she ran to the bedroom and called her husband, telling him to go home quickly, because she had something important to tell him.

    Cheng Zhixu shook his head, and when he was about to go upstairs, the phone in his pocket was vibrating, and when he opened it, he saw a message from his "Pocket Bright Pig".

    Palm Mingzhu: "Your mother put a jade bracelet in my pocket! I don't know when she put it!"

    Orange Juice: "Well, a gift for the daughter-in-law." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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