The Silly Ex-Wife of the Infernal Chief

Good boy, when Xiang Qinglan heard his voice, she smiled helplessly. She has always been a good boy, but still no one loves her, and no one ever said this to her.

Clearly, her lips moved slightly, silently chanting his name, two people who depend on each other for life, at this moment, their hearts are even closer, a man who doesn't know the past, and a woman who has lost everything.

What else do they have but each other.

The wind at night would blow in along the window, raising the corner of the curtain from time to time, which looked a little poignant and soft, and the stars in the sky seemed to be much darker today.

On the small double bed, there were two quilts, two people were sleeping respectively, Xiang Qinglan woke up, reached out and turned on a light yellow light on the bed, the light shone on the other sleeping person, The sound of even and slow breathing came continuously.

Xiang Qinglan sat up, rubbed her eyes, a little sore and painful, she turned her head, and her eyes fell on the sleepy man.

The warm yellow light fell on his face, making his face look like a dragon with a layer of gentleness, the man's eyes were tightly closed, the very long eyelashes were covered under the eyelids, and the light fell on his hair lightly. On the line, it became much lighter, and the very smooth and soft hair was buried in the quilt, and many of them fell under the pillow.Gentle as if a ray of sunshine had crossed over, his hair was as shiny as brocade sections, flickering slightly, he recovered very well, and he didn't look like he was wandering in Zeng Jin at all.

His lips were tightly pursed, but apart from the occasional sucking sound, everything was extraordinarily quiet.

Qing who is asleep is actually very much like a rewarding person. He doesn't kick the quilt, doesn't talk in sleep, and doesn't even turn over easily, and keeps the same movement throughout the night.

Xiang Qinglan covered the quilt under his chin. Originally, they slept on the sofa and the bed, but later, they both slept on the bed, because sleeping on the sofa was really uncomfortable, and Qing also Not willing, although the memory is not complete, but he still knows that he snatched her bed, and he was unwilling to let her sleep on the sofa without saying anything. With him like this, it makes people feel warm unexpectedly. Of course, there is still a very warm relationship between them. Qing is a child, and she didn't care that much, and she didn't think about other things. In her consciousness, Qing was not a man, but a child.

So a child is absolutely pure in thought.

Turning her head, she saw that Qing folded the clothes on the bedside very well. He attached great importance to this dress, like it was his own treasure, which shows how much he likes it.

As long as he likes it, Xiang Qinggang put his hands on his lap. In the scene during the day, Su Zhe insulted her, and her heartache seemed to fade a lot on Qing's smile.No matter what entrustment she received, it was worth it.

Her grievances can be exchanged for a clear smile, she is already very satisfied, really

Very satisfied.

Since leaving that home, her life is like a walking dead, without any emotion, she doesn't hurt, cry, laugh, or make a sound, but because she picked up a clear one, she feels that she is really alive Yes, and her heart, which had already been torn apart, was slowly beginning to heal.

Believe that one day, she will get better.

Ching, thank you.His lips moved, still murmuring silently.