The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 444 Infatuation 12

   Shi Wei's voice stopped abruptly.

  The atmosphere fell into silence.

   "We are getting married." Zheng Xingzhou said again.

   He is open and honest, showing the greatest sincerity, seven points of frankness, and extremely straightforward.

   He does things too freely, and there is no warning in advance, but it makes people feel that they should be taken for granted.

   On this most ordinary winter night, thousands of people in the city are busy and the lights are always on.

   There was a loud noise from downstairs, and the sound of the north wind blowing through the window, but all of this was no match for his words.

   He stood in the shadow of light and dark, with an innate, indescribable sense of mourning in his body. Beneath the romantic surface, his existence was like a complete tragedy itself.

   Those affectionate eyebrows and eyes are so close at hand, but out of reach, so illusory that no one can catch them.

   Shi Wei looked at him and remembered a lot. She had never seen Zheng Xingzhou when she was young, but in the photo, she had seen him at eighteen.

   At that time, the young man was arrogant and frivolous, with fierce bones and sharp eyebrows.

   His honor was earned by his hard work.

   He deserves it.

  Shi Wei: "Do you want to marry me?"

   What kind of person is he?

   Is it white moonlight or cinnabar mole.

   Shiwei couldn't use any word to describe Zheng Xingzhou to others.

Because she has seen him sitting cross-legged on the carpet at home and playing games with candy bites, she has also seen him punch and punch others hard in the face, she has seen him negotiate lightly at the summit, I have seen him smile lustfully under the light and shadow of feasting and feasting.

  Those are either childish, arrogant, or jade-like in appearance, and their personalities are sometimes cloudy and sunny, and they are unpredictable.

   He is an indelible cinnabar mole imprinted in his heart, sharp and burning, irresistible.

The word    infatuated with him was born for him.

   Zheng Xingzhou walked up to her and put the ring on her left tail finger on her ring finger: "Do you want to marry?"

  Shi Wei was silent for a long time, looking down at the ring on her hand, and then looking into his eyes, "Do you love me?"

  Love this word, too heavy.

   Zheng Xingzhou has never been in love with anyone, and he never talks about love alone.

   This time he said: "You teach me, I will learn."

   His eyes pierced through so many years of loneliness and coldness, and under the perpetual paradoxical smile, he brought seriousness and reflected her shadow, making people afraid to spy on her easily.

   These eyes are brighter than snow.

   was once unloved and taught by no one. Later, everyone who came was too late.

In fact, what he said about love or not is not important anymore. He would run out in the early morning when it was raining and snowing to buy her aunt's towel, coax her when she had abdominal pain until she couldn't sleep all night, and get cold after quarrel. Kissing her in the face will give her the best material conditions, and there will never be a shortage of gifts and rituals.

   "What if I don't teach?" Shi Wei rubbed the cold edges and corners of the ring, leaving behind his body temperature.

   Zheng Xingzhou didn't react much: "Then you have to know, I'm eyeing you, it doesn't matter if I love you or not."

   This is a bastard.

   "Mr. Zheng's flower name is outside, and the female companions are different every day. Why should I believe your words? If you regret it later, what should I do?"

   "Weiwei, I don't think you don't even have this confidence." Zheng Xingzhou's eyes showed deep strength, "You can have special rights with me."

   What he wants and what he doesn't want, he is very clear in his heart.

   He said marriage, not a lover.

   That kind of gaze, hot and intimidating, does not leave any breathing time.

   The price of teaching a person to learn to love is too high, especially a person like Zheng Xingzhou, who lacks love and acts recklessly.

   Shi Wei may have to be rational, to measure the gains and losses of these long years, to weigh the pros and cons, and to know the trade-offs.

   But she also wanted to go crazy.

   Just bet with him for a lifetime.

   She will never meet the second Zheng Xingzhou again, making her love and hate Zheng Xingzhou full of eyes.

   Shiwei said: "I have a bad temper and I am very willful."

   "I pet."

   Shiwei said: "I don't accept that after marriage, entangle the same man with other women."

   "It's enough to have you."

  Shi Wei said: "I want the biggest wedding, and I want you to marry me with the highest profile and publicity."

"it is good."

  He has always been candid and straightforward in this regard.

   Shi Wei knew that he disdain to lie to her.

  Between fidelity and promiscuity, he cannot be defined.

   Will the prodigal son really come back? Can you take it easy? Are the promises fulfilled?

   Shiwei thinks it will, at least at this moment.

   In this secular world, she is willing to be his last trump card!

   She said, "That's fine, just knot it."

   Zheng Xingzhou burst into laughter, took the woman in his arms, kissed her recklessly, breathing intertwined, the temperature was hot.

  The breath on him is like his own, he is very aggressive and never restrains his desires.

   Shiwei said vaguely: "Add a little more, you are not allowed to kiss me without my consent."

   "What?" Zheng Xingzhou narrowed his eyes, "Before kissing you, I have to ask Miss Shi, can I kiss you now?"

   Shiwei nodded with a serious expression.

   "Miss Shi, may I now—" He whispered politely and reservedly beside her ear, "Can I hit and break you?"

   He paused at each word, the two obscure and straightforward words lingering between his lips and teeth.

  This man is bad to the core.

   Shiwei: "No."

   The snow is still falling outside the window, and the cold night is long.

  The house is covered with soft and precious carpets, even on winter nights, sitting on the ground does not feel cold.

   Zheng Xingzhou's brows and eyes rarely showed a bit of lazy tenderness. He opened a bottle of brandy from the wine cabinet and took out two goblets. The red liquid was strong.

   He handed Shi Wei a cup, and Shi Wei took it.

  She hung Zheng Xingzhou's coat on the sofa on the hanger, and accidentally a picture in the wallet fell out of her pocket.

   It was a young woman.

   Shi Wei's eyes narrowed slightly.

   Zheng Xingzhou raised his eyebrows slightly, picked up the photo, drank the brandy, poured himself another glass, and told her in a generous, undisguised manner.

   "This is my mother."

   Shi Wei was stunned: "Auntie..."

   "What's your auntie?" Zheng Xingzhou said lazily, with a very natural tone and a bit of show off, "Is our mother beautiful?"

   Shi Wei has never seen the woman in the photo, but she has heard of her. Back then, she and Zheng Xingzhou's father fell in love with each other and fell in love vigorously. To what extent did they love him, and Zheng's father was even willing to give up his inheritance for her.

   But later.

   They are still going to the end, and they will never die.

   When this woman died, it snowed for three days and three nights, like a grand funeral.

   "Auntie is very good-looking." Shi Wei couldn't change her words for the time being, she felt awkward, and praised her seriously. It wasn't a lie, it was just the number one beauty in Kyoto back then, and her reputation was well-deserved.

   Zheng Xingzhou held the wine glass in one hand, the red liquid collided with each other, like splashed blood, and even the light in his eyes glowed red, staring at the person in the photo, hiding the cold sadness in the depths of his eyes, and said indifferently.

   (end of this chapter)