Chapter 31

The 50th birthday banquet in Huaichang Dynasty was held grandly and grandly. In the top banquet hall of Yinzi International Hotel, there were fragrant clothes and temples, drinking and drinking, and it was very lively.

On the balcony outside the banquet hall, Huaijing stood by the guardrail with a wine glass. Under the building, there were traffic and traffic, and the headlights were like gold and silver threads, making it prosperous.

Holding the phone, Huai Jing looked faint, but his eyebrows were full of smiles. After asking Xu Xingkong, he looked up at the two people walking not far away. The smile gradually faded, and a layer of coldness and laziness were covered with.

"Let's hang up first." Huaijing finished speaking in a deep voice, hung up his phone and put it away, smiled at the two people who were walking over, and said, "Second uncle, happy birthday."

Huai Changchao was wearing a suit, and the flattery and blessings he received on his birthday made him look much rosy, with a hint of vigor in his expression. Huai Yangping stood behind him with a glass of wine, smiling on his face.

"Thank you." Huai Changchao smiled first and asked, "What are you doing here? Your brother and I have been looking for it for a long time."

"I saw you go out and thought you were gone." Huai Yangping said with a smile. Huai Yangping's mouth looked like Huai Changchao, and the corners of his lips were naturally curled. He looked smiling on his face.

Huaijing glanced at Huai Changchao and said, "How can I leave on my second uncle's birthday? I will have to eat a bowl of longevity noodles in a while to enjoy the joy."

"What kind of joy do you think of me, the old man?" Huai Changchao smiled helplessly and said with emotion: "I'm old, Huai will be the world of you young people in the future."

"Hey, second uncle." Huaijing's tone was full of disagreement. He smiled and said, "It's wrong for you to say this. My father lived to be in his fifties with such a short life, and you can reach 80 or 90 at will."

As soon as Huaijing said something, Huaichang paused at the smile on his face. He looked up at Huaijing, his eyes dark.

Seeing their solemn expressions, Huai Jing shook his head, bent his index finger and knocked his head slightly, apologizing: "I'm drunk too much, and I've been talking a little."

Huai Chang's eyes moved on his face twice, and finally laughed again, saying, "You can't say that if you drink too much, he is your father after all."

He snorted from his nose, Huai Jing raised his eyes and smiled at Huai Changchao, his tone was faint.

"Yes, he is not only my dad, but also your brother. If my son says this, I won't be happy."

After Huai Jing finished speaking, he glanced at Huai Yangping and smiled at him.

After hearing Huai Jing's words, Huai Changchao's face became a little worried again. He said helplessly: "You are still a son, and your girlfriend is gone. When will you...?"

Her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and Huai Jing narrowed her eyes and interrupted, "My brother urged my brother when he was not married. Now my brother is getting married and starts urging me. When I get married, you should urge Xiaohan."

Xiao Han is Huai Yanghan, the second son of Huai Changchao. When Huai Jing mentioned him, Huai Changchao's eyes softened, so he did not continue to say this. He glanced at the banquet hall and said to Huai Jing.

"A lot of people came to the board of directors today. Go in and say hello to me."

Shaking the wine glass in his hand, Huaijing glanced at the people in the banquet hall and said with a faint expression: "Forget it, I have been IO since I returned to China and I am not familiar with them. Let my brother accompany you."

Huaijing's indifference made the father and son look at each other without any trace. Huai Changchao smiled and said, "Okay, but you can't always do this. After all, you took over Huai's in the end."

Her eyelashes drooped slightly, the liquid in the cup was clear and bright red, and the corners of her lips curled up, smiling as cold as the night wind.

Since Huai Jing Wuxin wanted to go to the banquet hall, Huai Changchao did not invite him again. Before leaving, he said, "You have drunk too much today, come back to the mansion with us so that your grandma will not worry."

"No." Huaijing refused, "I have a driver."

"Okay." After all, today was his birthday party, and everyone in the banquet hall was waiting for him. After Huai Changchao finished speaking, he got up and walked into the banquet hall.

As soon as Huaichangchao entered the door, guests rushed over, and the father and son laughed in the crowd, which was really like that.

After glanced at the banquet hall, Huaijing retracted his gaze, put his arms on the wooden railing, and looked up at the night sky.

The weather is clear today, and on the dark night, there are stars, and such a starry sky is so beautiful.

After being hung up the phone, Xu Xingkong put his cell phone aside and thought about Xu Xingyuan's engagement. On the phone, his mother said that Zhou Tongtong's family wanted a bride price of 188,000 yuan.

To be honest, these brides are not much in Huaicheng.

Huaicheng is an old city, and it is serious about favoring boys over girls. Marrying a daughter is like selling a daughter. After receiving a large portion of the betrothal gift, it is mostly used by the woman's parents to supplement their son's marriage.

When Xu Xingkong got married, it had already started at 100,000 yuan. Now prices are soaring, and it is even more overwhelming.

The Zhou family said that they would send these brides back when Tongtong got married, and they didn't want a penny. They just had a daughter, and their eldest son was already married, so they didn't need to spend money. The brides were just to make the couple live a better life in the future.

Xu Xingyuan really climbed into a good family.

Xu Xingkong thought about it, his thoughts gradually drifted away. I don’t know why he thought about the time when she got engaged.

At that time, Wang Shunsheng had no money to start a business, so his father Wang Zhiwei only paid them the down payment for a second-hand house. As for the bride price, their family gave 80,000 yuan. The 80,000 yuan was also borrowed by Wang Shunsheng himself in the bank. After getting married, Xu Xingkong gave the money to Wang Shunsheng and invested it for him.

Although Xu Xingkong went to college, he grew up in Huaicheng and was deeply rooted in conservativeness. He felt that he should support her husband unconditionally after marriage. And to say that now, she still had love for Wang Shunsheng at that time. Once she had love, she was destined to be humble and obedient.

Thinking about it now, it's really stupid.

Thinking of this, Xu Xingkong suddenly came to his senses. Huaijing just now laughed at her for not getting married at such an old age, because she was already married. Then why did he still laugh at her? Did she laugh at her for not having a second marriage?

Thinking that Wang Shunsheng was not that angry, Xu Xingkong lay on the sofa, pinched his claws, whispered with his cheeks, "I should have said just now that I have been married once. You are older than me and you have not yet married you. Are you embarrassed..."

After muttering, Xu Xingkong laughed again. Her forehead touched her breasts' forehead and rubbed against her soft fur.

She and Huaijing have been together for a long time and have become much more childish. Is it something worth showing off to get married? Didn’t she suffer once in her marriage?

Xu Xingkong sighed softly.

After washing up, Xu Xingkong dried his hair, held the electronic piano and played on the sofa for a while. She was covered with a thin blanket, and her breasts were nestled between her neck. The floor heating was turned on at home, which was warm. After playing for a while, she felt a little tired of her eyelids, and finally fell asleep on the sofa.

Xu Xingkong was woken up by the knock on the door. At the beginning, she frowned. After a while, the knock on the door was like a drum, and it began to spread out little by little, gradually dispelling Xu Xingkong's sleepiness.

Only night lights were turned on in the living room, and the lights were gentle in the living room, like water breaking through the dam. Xu Xingkong opened his eyes and confirmed that someone was knocking on her door, and he got up from the sofa with a vigilant look on his face.

I looked up at the time and it was almost eleven o'clock. Mimi also heard the knock on the door, stood by the sofa, tilted her head and looked up at her. Seeing that she was so nervous, Mimi meowed softly.

Hearing Mimi's screams, Xu Xingkong trembled in her heart. She carefully "shushed", got up with her cell phone, and walked to the door gently.

When she arrived at the door, Xu Xingkong stood on tiptoe on the carpet at the door. She put her hands on the door and lay on the cat's eyes and looked outside.

The man outside the cat's eyes seemed to know that she would look at him. His head was slightly tilted, and his light brown eyes looked at the cat's eyes, dyed with the wind and frost of winter.

As the two of them had their eyes connected, Xu Xingkong's lips were slightly opened. She looked at him again confirmingly. The man outside the window raised his eyes lightly, and there was a layer of smile on his lips.

Looking at his smile, Xu Xingkong landed on the ground with his feet on the door handle and opened it, opening the door.

As soon as the door opened, the cold wind quietly entered and blew on Xu Xingkong, who was only wearing one pajamas. She shook slightly cold.

"Why are you here?" Xu Xingkong smelled a faint smell of alcohol. He went to attend his second uncle's birthday party. Why did he come to her house so late?

The man looked as usual, and his skin color was shining with a cold light under the voice-controlled lights in the corridor, which made his facial features look so unreal.

"Drunk." The man replied faintly, and finally looked into her eyes and asked, "Can I go in? It's a little cold."

The man's voice was a little tired and hoarse. Xu Xingkong moved his throat, blinked his eyelashes slightly, and stood up to let the door open.

"Come in."

The man stood up and entered the door.

"Let's go to the bedroom to lie down." Since she asked him to come in, it means she will be responsible tonight. He was drunk and his body should not be too comfortable now.

Xu Xingkong took a cup of warm water and handed it to him.

Huaijing looked back at her, and the night light illuminated his cold white skin a little warmed. He took the cup and placed it on his lips, and drank it off.

"Okay." He handed the water cup to Xu Xingkong, Huaijing got up and went to the bedroom.

Xu Xingkong has taken care of drunk men, whether it is Xu Xingyuan or Wang Shunsheng. But after getting drunk, she is not quarrel or making noise. Only Huaijing herself is so quiet.

Xu Xingkong felt that such a quarrel was so obedient after getting drunk.

When she put down the water cup, a sound came from the bedroom. The night light shone half into the bedroom, and the man behind the light fell straight on the bed.

Xu Xingkong was startled and hurried into the bedroom.

She turned on the bedroom light first, and then saw Huaijing lying on the bed. He placed his hands on his side with his legs hanging on the edge of the bed.

Xu Xingkong approached and smelled the wine again, and the faint fragrance of grapes. She looked at the man's tightly pursed lips and closed eyes and sighed softly.

Have you drunk so much wine, are you feeling bad?

After Xu Xingkong moved his body straight, he untied his tie and neckline as he usually did. After drinking so much wine, the skin on the neckline was still white. Xu Xingkong's fingertips touched the skin between his neck, which was a little hot.

The slightly hot heat made Xu Xingkong's eyes move, and she put her hands along his neck to her cheeks. The man's skin was thin and tight, and it was indeed a bit hot.

When Xu Xingkong touched his face with one hand and his face with the other, the man on the bed seemed to feel her touch and opened his eyes.

When his eyes opened, his light brown eyes were filled with fierce vigilance. But after seeing clearly that the person in front of him was Xu Xingkong, it disappeared like cotton candy in the water and disappeared bit by bit.

Xu Xingkong was startled by his sudden opening of his eyes. She shrank her hand back and said to Huaijing.

"I'll get a towel to wipe your face."

The towels at home were washed yesterday, but Xu Xingkong had not been collected and they were all hung on the balcony. The balcony of her house was in the bedroom. Xu Xingkong pushed open the sliding door and walked out.

The balcony is not big, only the length of the bedroom, and the width is only two people. The half-person-high wall is connected to the sliding window, and the window sill is very wide, covered with dark brown square wood, and two pots of green plants are placed on it.

Although this balcony is small, it has plenty of sunshine. Xu Xingkong put a high chair next to the window on the far left. Occasionally, in her free weekends, she can sit here in the afternoon and bask in the sun and read books.

It's quite warm during the day, but at night there's no sunshine, it's a little cold.

The sliding window on the windowsill was still open and air-open. As soon as he went out, Xu Xingkong was blown to death and wrapped the small blanket tightly on his body.

In order to ensure sufficient sunshine, her clothespin rod was pulled up high. Xu Xingkong stood on tiptoe and reached for the towel. Before he reached it, he crossed her hand and took the towel down.

Xu Xingkong's throat trembled, and he stretched out a hand to hug her. Before Xu Xingkong's tiptoe feet were put down, she was carried to the window and held the windowsill with both hands.

The man's hot breath flowed from her neck, and Xu Xingkong's fingers curled up slightly.

Huaijing lifted her up with one hand and pressed her hand with the other. When the two of them touched each other, they felt a trembling. The woman in her arms was soft and boneless, and there was a faint fragrance of sweet orange on her neck, which was the smell of her shower gel.

He sniffed the sweet fragrance between her neck, and his lips gently brushed across her cheeks and ears. The man's breath was slightly hot and his voice was hoarse, asking for her consent.
To be continued...