My Ex-husband Asked Me to Remarry Him Every Day
Chapter 366 - 362 Like Sticking to You

Chapter 366: Chapter 362 Like Sticking to You

Qiao Xi nodded at him, "Yeah, you go ahead."

After that, she added another sentence, "I’m not going to wait for you. I’m already hungry. If you don’t come back, I’ll just eat everything myself."

Her voice was light and breezy, with a proud and coquettish tone of a kitten.

Shen Dang hooked his lips into a brief smile and lifted his hand to touch her head, "You start eating; I’ll be back soon."

"Oh."

Qiao Xi nodded again.

She rested her cheek in one hand and watched the direction Shen Dang left; after the door was closed, she took off her jacket and hung it up neatly.

Hai City had entered autumn; even during the daytime, there was a chill.

The filming of the movie this time lasted a bit long, stretching from summer into deep autumn, and time always flew by so quickly.

It seemed to pass in the blink of an eye.

Perhaps instructed by Boss Shen, the waiter served the dishes quickly. Qiao Xi waited for a few minutes, and seeing that Shen Dang had not returned, she started to eat.

She really was hungry.

There was also a bottle of Romanee red wine on the table.

Qiao Xi poured herself half a glass and leisurely savored it.

When Shen Dang returned, he saw that she had already consumed a third of the red wine by herself.

Shen Dang raised an eyebrow and slowly walked toward her, hooking his hand under her chin, "Drinking wine?"

The woman’s face was coldly stunning, like the morning glow with every feature from the corner of her eyes to her brows exquisitely beautiful. Her originally fair skin was tinged with a faint pink, even more alluring than if she had applied rouge.

Seeing the faint red at the corner of her eyes, he suddenly harbored a wicked thought.

Shen Dang’s Adam’s apple bobbed subtly as he lowered his head, prying open her lips and diving in deeply.

The fragrance of fine wine mixed with the breaths of the two.

Qiao Xi passively lifted her neck, feeling a bit tired.

Seeing that Shen Dang had no intention of letting go, Qiao Xi raised her hand to pound on him and, with a sobbing voice, told him to release her.

Shen Dang slightly parted from her lips.

Qiao Xi rolled her eyes, "I’m still hungry."

Her cool voice carried a hint of laziness and silent complaint.

It was all this man’s fault for interrupting her, kissing her so suddenly, it was simply against the rules.

"I’m hungry too."

Her lips had turned moist and gorgeously red.

Boss Shen looked at his handiwork with satisfaction, his fingertip gently gliding over her reddened lips.

He made these three words sound exceedingly meaningful.

Qiao Xi pretended not to catch the deeper meaning, turned her gaze away and pushed him slightly, "If you’re hungry, then sit down and eat."

Close up, Qiao Xi finally noticed the smell of alcohol on him.

She glanced down at him, "Did you drink too?"

Shen Dang lifted an eyebrow.

Actually, he hadn’t drunk; it was just that his clothes had absorbed the odor of the wine.

However, Shen Dang didn’t intend to explain.

Shen Dang sat down next to her.

Qiao Xi poked at his waist with a finger, somewhat displeased, "Isn’t there a seat over there? Why are you squeezing in next to me?"

The sofa space wasn’t actually cramped.

But his presence always felt very imposing; Qiao Xi felt the space next to her was crowded.

It was really his oppressive aura filling her surroundings.

"Like clinging to you, is that okay?"

He asked confidently.

What could Qiao Xi say?

She casually replied, "As you like it."

"Mhm, I just like being close to you."

Shen Dang admitted openly.

Qiao Xi: "..."

She felt a rush of heat on her face, "Let’s eat; no more talking."

No sooner had she spoken than the ringtone of Qiao Xi’s phone rang out.

Shen Dang glanced at the name on the screen; it was a call from Xie Baola, whom she had been unable to contact.

He clicked his tongue internally; this call was too ill-timed, not early or late, but right now.

What perfect timing, indeed.

Qiao Xi picked up the call hastily, "Baola."

"Xi Bao, you’re back in Hai City? Sorry, I was busy and didn’t receive your call."

"I am back. I’m dining at Tan Garden right now, and I wanted to invite you to join, but if you’re busy, then it’s okay."

Seeing Qiao Xi’s attention fully on the phone, the not-to-be-ignored Boss Shen caught her hand laying on the table.

Qiao Xi turned to give him a look.

What was he up to now?

Shen Dang didn’t look at her; his gaze lowered as he listlessly pinched her fingertips.

Qiao Xi shook her head inwardly, and then she heard Xie Baola say, "Let’s make a date next time, I’m currently at Holy Mountain, and it’s not easy for me to get back quickly."

Holy Mountain referred to the location popular for wingsuit flying.

Originally just a gathering spot for wingsuit flying enthusiasts, as the numbers grew, the place was named Holy Mountain.

After finishing work, Xie Baola began looking for relaxation.

From bungee jumping to diving, from rock climbing to racing, and finally wingsuit flying.

What she didn’t expect was to encounter an extremely interesting man at this last destination.

The thought that Xie Baola had suppressed six months ago flared up again the moment she saw him, like a wildfire raging.

It didn’t matter who he was or his relationship with anyone else; nothing could stop Xie Baola’s impure thoughts now!

Qiao Xi knew Xie Baola loved adventure; she couldn’t stop her from doing what she liked, yet hearing this still left her somewhat concerned.

"Then let’s meet tomorrow night!"

Hearing Qiao Xi give away tomorrow night’s time to someone else, Boss Shen’s eyebrows drew together, and he brought her hand to his mouth for a bite.

His teeth gently ground against her.

"Ah!"

A sudden wrench of pain made Qiao Xi couldn’t help but scream out.

The scream was short-lived, but Xie Baola still heard it.

"Xi Bao, what happened?" She sounded anxious.

Qiao Xi glared fiercely at the culprit, took in a deep breath to calm down, and coolly said, "Nothing, I accidentally cut my hand while slicing steak."

Xie Baola didn’t think much of it, "Be careful then. Alright, you go on to eat. I’ll call you back once I’m back."

"Mhm."

Qiao Xi hung up quickly, then slammed her phone down on the table, her eyes simmering with a spark of anger, "Shen Dang, are you a dog or something?"

She laughed derisively.

He even bit her.

Utterly inhumane.

Shen Dang looked rather wronged, "I was planning to take you somewhere tomorrow night, but you’ve made plans with your best friend."

Qiao Xi was furious, "You didn’t tell me in advance!"

Qiao Xi withdrew her hand, pointing to the other side, "Go sit over there, don’t sit next to me!"

Shen Dang’s dark eyes flickered, "Are you angry?"

"Yes, I’m angry!" Qiao Xi affirmed.

"...Okay then."

Boss Shen stood up obediently and sat across from her, his eyes pleadingly on her.

Qiao Xi lowered her gaze to avoid his stare, "Eat!"

Shen Dang poured her wine.

Qiao Xi narrowed her phoenix eyes, watching his actions.

Shen Dang cracked a smile, "Apologizing to my girlfriend."

Qiao Xi snorted coldly, saying nothing.

Apology?

Are you sure it’s not just to get me drunk?

She wouldn’t fall for his tricks!

Holy Mountain.

Xie Baola stepped out of the tent.

The wind was strong at the mountain peak, the breeze whistling past people’s ears, carrying a trace of coldness through the leaves.

Xie Baola’s shirt and jacket fluttered noisily in the wind.

Her chestnut-colored, slightly curled short hair swung about in the wind as well, the fringe on her forehead blown upwards, and her face wore a spirited and carefree smile.

She put one hand in the pocket of her tight pants and approached the man step by step.