Chapter 83 New Boyfriend
Zhai Yang dressed up, making sure he was neither too formal nor too casual, and went to Xue Yiji's gallery.
Assistant Chen Zhen was not aware of his boss's emotional changes, and always thought that Zhai Yang, whom he had met a few times, was Mr. Xue's friend, although Mr. Xue was always annoyed by this friend.
"Mr. Xue is not here."
"I'll wait a moment." Zhai Yang said.
"Help yourself." Chen Zhen served water to the guest. He had a low level of education and had been working as a slacker for a long time. He was still an ignorant slacker a long time ago. He was influenced by the environment day and night, so he dressed quietly and had a handsome face.
His handsome face looked very dangerous in Zhai Yang's eyes. Zhai Yang felt a little nauseous again. He forced himself to retreat and only breathed a sigh of relief after Chen Zhen left.
Zhai Yang waited in the lounge for a while and then began to look at the paintings on the wall. He was still amazed by Xue Yijie's fantastic ideas, but he seemed to be calmer. He thought.
Maybe it's because of the divorce.
Now the obstacles are cleared, he is a single Alpha, Xue Yijie is a single Beta, there are no taboos, and his family will not stop them. Although his sister went abroad, that damn foreign man also went abroad.
Who could be anxious when they knew they were only a few steps away from the destination? Perhaps he was too calm, he thought again.
He stopped at a painting that didn't fit in with the theme of the exhibition: a window view, very depressing.
"The Floating Soul"
Zhai Yang wondered why this painting appeared in this theme, and walked back to the lounge to get a glass of water. There was a closed door in the lounge, and he pushed it open out of boredom.
My temples began to swell.
He saw a room full of paintings, from the floor to the hanging walls.
Failed products, semi-finished products, finished products.
The floor was painted in a mosaic of colors, the room was dim, and the white gauze curtains by the window were fluttering wildly.
The scorching sun at noon burned the face of the woman in the painting.
His ex-wife's face.
Zhai Yang found this madness unbelievable. He stood there in a daze, as too much information was reorganized in his mind, and eventually led to a result that he felt had nothing to do with it: the person he once loved fell in love with his wife.
This is ridiculous.
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"You're forcing yourself here." Cui Jing came to the studio and threw her bag into the cabinet at the entrance.
Cui Jing thought of Xue Yijie who came to her house with gifts last night and Chen Shurong who was confused. Cui Jing gave him shoe covers but he refused to come in. He stood at the door and said with a smile:
“Congratulations on moving.”
Smile like a sunflower.
He left the milk and fruit and left. Today he came to help with the moving, but after the move he left a message saying “Congratulations on your divorce” and disappeared.
Cui Jing: "How do you know I'm divorced?"
"I saw you went out alone with him. I was very cautious yesterday. I wanted to talk to you, but when I saw someone else was there, I left."
Do you want me to praise you for being sensible? Cui Jing wanted to roll her eyes. She had just divorced and the debt collectors came.
"You don't have to hide anymore in the future." What does it look like to be sneaky?
"What kind of relationship do we have now?"
Asking knowingly.
Cui Jing said, "Isn't it clear yet? Boyfriend."
As soon as she finished speaking, Xue Yijie hugged her.
Finally… he was finally back on track with her.
He said that they must have loved each other in their previous life, otherwise why would he like her so much!
I just like it.
He liked her so much that whenever he thought about the possibility that his love for her would fade and he would no longer like her, he would feel a sharp pain in his heart. When he saw her sleeping on the sofa, walking around the house in her pajamas, opening the refrigerator in the middle of the night, or calling him "puppy", his heart did not rise or fall, and he no longer felt happy. When he thought about this, he felt as if he was dying.
Love reaches its peak when it is strong, but the temperature fades away with every second, and the love is lost.
People cannot fight against time.
How many eternities can love have?
"How can people fight against time?"
"What are you talking about? Why are you crying again? Are you a crybaby?"
"I like you. I will love you forever. Cui Jing."
"Okay, okay, you will love me forever." Cui Jing wiped his tears helplessly, not understanding what this great artist was thinking.
After recovering her first week of memories, she was able to break away from the title of "artist" and gain a more thorough understanding of his true self.
"First Week" This guy didn't know how to like her. At that time, she didn't have the mood to talk. She was thinking about the plot, thinking about her messed up life, doubting the reality of the world, doubting her own reality. She didn't agree to him, but just said: Let's give it a try.
In the end, she didn't agree to his request, and they both died in the fire.
Is it because the hero died that the world starts over again?
This thought suddenly occurred to her. The more she thought about it, the more it made sense. Seeing that she was completely distracted, Xue Yijie became even sadder.
"Can I have a kiss?"
He came closer after asking, and Cui Jing was a little unsteady under his pressure. Here it comes again, this man is relying on his face and clean voice to seduce her. Cui Jing looked at his eager expression and said:
"Keep your head down."
Xue Yijie lowered her head, and as soon as she lowered her head, he saw her porcelain-white chest. The ambiguous shadows of the ravines made him feel hot and uncomfortable all over. Cui Jing held his face and kissed him.
All this happened while both were sober.
She remembered something and spoke ambiguously, "I've always been curious. You're a Beta, so do you have female organs?"
Xue Yijie blushed deeply when she realized that she was thinking about her private parts.
"Is there any?" Cui Jing urged.
"I, I... I guess so, but I can't be used because I don't have a differentiated reproductive cavity."
“Will you feel it?”
"I haven't used it." He began to feel uncomfortable all over.
Cui Jingxin felt a little uncomfortable, not emotionally. She had abstained from meat for a long time, so she might as well finish it. Cui Jing pushed Xue Yijie away and said, "Go take a shower."
The bathroom was filled with snow-white, fluffy bubbles.
The smell of the shower gel was as familiar as ever, but today he felt like he was enveloped by her scent. He carefully rubbed the bubbles into every corner of his body, pickling himself like pickles to make himself taste like Cui Jing liked.
The water from the shower splashed everywhere.
He looked down at his well-defined abdomen. The bath bubbles turned into a milky white liquid when they came into contact with water. His face turned red again, not knowing what he was thinking. He had been going to the gym more frequently recently, and didn't know if she liked muscular men, so he was more restrained in his training.
This body line is beautiful, right?
Yes.
Will he be allowed this time?
The shower washed away the covered foam, revealing its slender body, and its unconcealed desire to expand.
Cui Jing sat in the living room and listened to the sound of the hair dryer stopping in the direction of the bathroom. She had taken a shower and washed her hair after moving.
The door opened, he was still wearing the harmless pajamas, the curly bear sitting in the stroller was not clear, the baby blue that had been washed many times was uneven, and the whole thing was a soft white.
Cui Jing fiddled with her hair twice, "Don't dirty my hair later."
Xue Yijie came over, and Cui Jing felt him put his hand on her leg suggestively, and whispered, "This time, I'll use..."
She didn't let Xue Yijie dirty her hair, but she double-standardly grabbed his blow-dried hair.
He said calmly, "Look first, lick it."