The snow fell in Moscow all night, and only stopped the following morning.
The sky was overcast after the snowfall, and the blinds in front of the French windows were lowered, making the room dark and gloomy, exuding a lazy and comfortable atmosphere.
Shen Shuangjian gone to bed quite late the night before. He was exhausted and sleepy, and as a result, he completely missed breakfast. In fact, if Xie Jinghui hadn't woken him up, Shen Shuangjian would have missed lunch as well.
" Shuangjian, it's already noon. If you don't wake up soon, you'll have a headache if you sleep too much tonight."
Shen Shuangjian had a delicate body that was difficult to please; she would feel uncomfortable if she didn't get enough sleep, and she would also feel uncomfortable if she slept too much.
So even just considering sleep alone is enough to cause concern.
"Would you like to get up?"
Xie Jinghui's voice was very soft and gentle, and it wouldn't startle Shen Shuangjian.
The habit of sharing a bed with Xie Jinghui, which began six months ago, has made Shen Shuangjian completely forget to think about why Xie Jinghui is in her bed.
Shen Shuangjian it was difficult to make a clear judgment when he had just woken up. He nestled in Xie Jinghui's arms, feeling warm all over, without the drowsy feeling of cold hands and feet.
The chilly weather after Moscow's first snowfall did not affect the indoor temperature at all; the fluffy, soft blankets remained warm, carrying Xie Jinghui's body heat and the complex scent of his expensive, woody perfume.
Shen Shuangjian a little more awake, but he didn't pull away from Xie Jinghui's arms. He craved the comfort that the warmth brought him, and so he became even more languid and didn't want to leave.
"Do you want to stay in bed, Zhizhi?"
Xie Jinghui's tone was teasingly gentle. He lowered his eyes and moved closer to Shen Shuangjian, unable to resist wanting more tenderness.
If this had happened a few days ago, or even when Xie Jinghui Xie Jinghui was most confident in this relationship, he would have found it hard to imagine that Shen Shuangjian would behave in a similar way to an ordinary person, acting coquettishly.
Perhaps it was all Xie Jinghui's illusion, but at this moment, he truly felt happiness.
A happiness that is too easily satisfied.
In any case, Shen Shuangjian she couldn't sleep any longer. She needed to eat lunch and get up to move around, otherwise lying down for too long would easily make her sick.
The two quickly washed up, and when Xie Jinghui came out of the bathroom, Shen Shuangjian was kneeling in front of the French windows. Next to him were several hair ties, each with a different style and color.
This gave Xie Jinghui a strange feeling, as if you woke up to find your pampered cat sitting next to you, intently and diligently licking its fur.
Those who truly understand Shen Shuangjian's life know that Shen Shuangjian has never been someone who doesn't care about her image.
Shen Shuangjian would never allow herself to be untidy or dirty.
He wasn't particularly good at wearing flashy clothes, and although his clothes were all similar in style, he rarely wore the same ones twice.
After showering, he would carefully comb his long hair. He didn't like plain hair ties, so he would use more delicate hairbands to decorate his hair.
He never slouches or hunches over, and he never shows any disheveled side in front of others. In fact, he would get upset and unhappy if anything was dirty or messy.
Actually, he has always been a very cute person, someone who easily makes people feel soft-hearted.
"Let's take this one."
When Xie Jinghui's voice came from behind, Shen Shuangjian the thin hair ribbon in her left hand was also taken away by him.
His fingertips slowly crept into Shen Shuangjian's hair, his movements gentle and full of tenderness, as he tied the hairband on little by little.
Xie Jinghui never wanted to hide Shen Shuangjian's beauty; on the contrary, he wanted Shen Shuangjian bloom, not in his palm, but anywhere.
A pure white, soft fleece top, porcelain-like delicate skin, and a sparkling silver hairband—all of these things suited Shen Shuangjian so well.
Xie Jinghui carefully examined his features, remained silent for a moment, but still wasn't satisfied, so she took out a red velvet box.
Xie Jinghui opened it, and inside was a pair of slender, vermilion earrings of perfect color, the same pair that Xie Jinghui had previously bought at auction for a high price of fifteen million.
In terms of collectible value, these earrings wouldn't even be worth 1.5 million, but if they were worn by Shen Shuangjian, then the 15 million, far exceeding the reserve price, would be worth it without any complaints.
Shen Shuangjian clearly couldn't recall where he got the earrings. He sat quietly on the carpet, and Xie Jinghui cupped one side of his face in her hand without him flinching.
He simply and calmly allowed Xie Jinghui to insert one of his earrings into his earlobe.
Knock knock knock--.
The sudden knocking made Xie Jinghui pause for a moment. He was fiddling with the remaining red jade earring when a selfish thought suddenly arose in his mind.
He did not want anyone to glimpse the peerless beauty whose graceful charm was accentuated by the red jade.
" Shuangjian- nii, are you awake? Lunch is ready."
Yu Sheng stood outside the door, knocking at a slow pace. He was somewhat absent-minded and also feeling weary from the rising smoke downstairs.
"Frost--"
He tried to call out again, but this time his voice trailed off as the door slowly opened.
Yu Sheng looked up, but for some reason froze in place. Shen Shuangjian this, was clearly puzzled, and blinked silently, expressing his confusion.
"Shuang... Shuangjian, I've come to call you down... for lunch." Yu Sheng's ears turned red, and he lowered his head, unusually avoiding looking at Shen Shuangjian.
"Also, your brother is here, downstairs, but he hasn't dared to come up and disturb you..."
His words mentioned Shen Sixian, and Shen Shuangjian had been indifferent, finally reacted. He tilted his head very slightly, as if wondering why Shen Sixian was also in Russia.
" Shuangjian."
When Xie Jinghui's voice and her presence appeared behind Shen Shuangjian, Yu Sheng's shyness and hesitation vanished instantly.
His expression froze, and his brows and eyes instantly darkened.
Yu Sheng, who had been forced to have nightmares all night because of yesterday's hug, now feels a wave of physical nausea whenever he sees Xie Jinghui.
Yu Sheng even felt that his forced and hasty embrace of Xie Jinghui would be a nightmare he would never forget for the rest of his life.
Knowing that Shen Sixian downstairs, Shen Shuangjian puzzled, but also felt a little nervous. This nervousness came inexplicably, and even Shen Shuangjian herself couldn't explain it.
The footsteps echoed from the second floor to the lobby, and it wasn't until they were halfway there that people finally looked up to notice them.
There were quite a few people in the living room, and cameras from various angles were simultaneously turning their lenses towards the scene.
The next second, the water glass fell to the ground, the potato chip was bitten off, a gasp escaped, and an inability to suppress a "Holy crap!" was heard.
The sounds overlapped and rang in everyone's ears simultaneously.