Spoiling His Wife Too Much: Chief Compulsory Love

The air conditioner in the room is warm; the other side of the double bed is cold and lonely.

Yi Xiao listened to her own heartbeat, without the noise of games, without the sports programs that Zhanyan likes to watch, without the pungent smell of tobacco, she actually felt that the whole room was so quiet that it was suffocating .

What is Zhanyan doing now, is he thinking about each other like her?

Why didn't you answer your own phone, why did you turn off your phone?

Does he know that this is the only time she has left, the only time left to love him...

Thinking of this, Yi Xiao felt her chest constricted, like needle pricks. She was covered with a quilt, but she broke out in a cold sweat.

Yi Xiao lifted the quilt, turned over, nestled her face on the pillow next to her, sniffed deeply the smell above, the faint tobacco mixed with the smell of men's perfume, which belonged to Zhan Yan...residue smell.

Smelling this familiar smell and feeling the remaining warmth of Zhan Yan, she cried with a groan, tears falling down, snot and tears stained the pillow, and splashed on her face and mouth, bitter and bitter Astringent.

Yi Xiao's eyelashes fluttered a few times, and without even thinking about it, she stretched out her hand to get the phone, dialed the phone, but the phone was still turned off, she was not discouraged, and called the second, third, and fourth In the end, she set the phone to automatically redial and put it next to her ear.

She wants to call Zhan Yan, she wants to talk to him all night, she wants to tell him that Yi Xiao loves Zhan Yan, she wants to tell him a thousand times, ten thousand times, what she owed before and what she can't pay in the future, all Through the night, tell him all.

Yi Xiao thought about it, if he keeps turning off the phone, she will play all night, if after one night, she will play all day, and she will be able to wait until the moment when Zhan Yan turns on.

On the phone, "The number you dialed has been turned off..." came repeatedly like a lullaby. Yi Xiao's eyes were sore from crying. After an unknown period of time, she closed her eyelids and fell asleep.

......

After Wen Qiyang left the procuratorate.

What he said lingered in Zhan Yan's mind for a long time.

Perhaps the speaker had no intention of being sarcastic, but Zhan Yan, who was in a special period, listened very seriously.

He called his mother in the afternoon, at first he talked about some irrelevant topics, from entertainment to politics, to the weather, and finally couldn't help but asked about Yi Xiao and Li Fuzhan.

Mrs. Zhan's reaction was a little unnatural, her words flickered and evaded a few words, and she hung up the phone hastily.

Mom loves Yi Xiao the most. Usually, if grandma and grandpa want to say something about her, mother will stand up and complain for Yi Xiao. But Zhan Yan just mentioned the comments in magazines and online, and mother didn’t even have a word to excuse Yi Xiao. .

Judging by her attitude, she obviously knew about these things, and these reports seemed to be somewhat true.

At this time, Yi Xiao's phone call came, and it was very noisy. Zhan Yan hesitated for a long time before turning off the phone. He was afraid that he would lose control of his emotions and start arguing with her again.

Zhan Yan's heart was in a mess, and he didn't have much appetite for dinner, so he fell asleep after eating a little.

I don't know how long he slept, Zhan Yan sat up from the bed suddenly, his head was covered with cold sweat, his lips were a little purple, and tremblingly called, "Xiaoxiao... Xiaoxiao... .'