At Shen Jiayao's current position, he no longer needs to wrong himself and look at other people's faces.
He didn't want to play mahjong, so he left directly, took Lu Xixin to eat some fruit, and then went straight to the lounge to rest.
As soon as he entered the lounge and sat down, Lu Xixin fell directly into Shen Jiayao's arms, breathed a long sigh of relief, and relaxed completely.
It felt like I was home, and everyone felt at ease.
Shen Jiayao hugged her and patted her behind gently with his arms to comfort her.
"Why are you so tired?" Shen Jiayao felt heartbroken.
Lu Xixin shook his head and indulged himself in rubbing against Shen Jiayao, smelling the familiar scent of his body and feeling relieved.
"I'm either tired or a little boring." Lu Xixin whispered, "I don't like talking and chatting with people I don't know, but..."
She wanted to say: But for you, I am still willing.
But there was no chance to say this sentence before he was interrupted by Shen Jiayao.
His eyes were deep and his tone was as gentle as the spring breeze in April: "If you don't like them, just ignore them. We won't go to any occasion that Xin Xin doesn't like in the future."
Lu Xixin was stunned for a moment.
Her heart felt like warm water, making her whole body feel warm.
In the short half of her life, before she met Shen Jiayao, she had never really been in love, but because she was born sensitive and intelligent, and had a strong sense of other people's emotions, she had her own unique views on love.
She has read romance novels, watched idol dramas, and witnessed people around her falling in love.
She knows very well that being together is a process of constant compromise.
Whoever loves deeply will compromise more.
But no matter what, both people need to pay and constantly compromise.
However, her relationship with Shen Jiayao seemed to require no compromise at all. There was not even a trace of discomfort.
Sometimes, Lu Xixin would have the illusion that she was not in love, but in the process of joining hands and becoming an old husband and wife.
Shen Jiayao is a man——
He is as handsome as a celestial being, completely in line with her aesthetics;
Outstanding intelligence and ability, two people's thinking can be connected, and their thoughts are at the same level;
Gentle and considerate temperament, occasionally a little petty temperament adds to the fun;
What's even more rare is that this man gave her a full sense of security. He kept himself clean and took the initiative to distance himself from other women without her mentioning it. He was not ambiguous or entangled, and he had no messy sympathy.
She was the only one in his heart.
Is there really such a perfect lover in this world?
Lu Xixin really felt that it was so unreal.
Throughout the ages, many poems and plays have sung about love that has gone through ups and downs and endured untold hardships. It seems that if one has not experienced hardships, it is not worthy of being written into a book, let alone passed down through the ages.
But the relationship between her and Shen Jiayao was so ordinary, without even a small disturbance.
"Jia Yao." Lu Xixin held her chin, with curiosity in her eyes, "Xia Weiyang, Gu Qiming and the others like you, don't you really feel happy? Even if you are not happy, are you proud of it?"
This is human nature. When a man faces a woman who likes him, it is easy for a man to become soft-hearted and feel pity.
"Why are you happy?" Shen Jiayao's beautiful eyes flashed with confusion, he didn't quite understand.