Young officials seduce pets: the new wife is delivered to the door

When I got into Xu Zekai's car, Yang Jingyi lost my pity for me just now. She sat in the co-pilot without wearing her seat belt. She wanted to say something but couldn't utter a word after opening her mouth several times.

That hesitating and innocent look, fearing that any man would not bear to see him.

What's more, it was Xu Zekai, a man who never got rid of her from his heart.

I want to be cold and hard, but I can't harden my heart.The hand holding the steering wheel tightened several times, but in the end it still couldn't escape the witch's palm.

He turned and leaned over to fasten her seat belt.

Yang Jingyi did it on purpose.

Xu Zekai can let himself do everything, except for safety, but he never comes and refuses to relax.

As long as it is something that he thinks is dangerous, he will never let himself do it easily.

They had quarreled several times before.

Although he was the one who bowed his head every time in the end, he would still put safety first.

Seeing Xu Zekai's hand that was giving him a seat belt suddenly froze, looking at his neck, his expression seemed to be a little silent, but the indifference in his eyes was melting little by little.

How to win this man is too childish for her.

Just now, before she got into the car, she deliberately unbuttoned a button on her neckline, revealing the traces of their love that hadn't completely dissipated a few days ago.

Then he deliberately didn't take the initiative to wear the seat belt, as if he had forgotten about it, asked him to help, and took the opportunity to let him see the marks on his body clearly.

"I, I'll take you home."

Xu Zekai stepped back, his voice also a little hoarse.

"I don't want to go back."

Yang Jingyi retorted in panic, and subconsciously gathered the neckline of her clothes with her hands. The expression was so obvious that it was impossible for Xu Zekai to forget it even if she wanted to.

The hand holding the steering wheel was tightened again, and she caught a glimpse of her haggard face out of the corner of her eye, and she couldn't remain indifferent no matter what.

"You haven't been home these days?"

Yang Jingyi glanced at him sideways, then nodded.

"How can I go back." He murmured softly, as if he was telling himself, but Xu Zekai heard it so clearly.

Looking at Yang Jingyi who was wronged like this, it seemed that all the pride in her body had dissipated, and the humble ones were about to sink into the dust.

This is not the proud princess that Xu Zekai is familiar with.

And the one who unplugged her pride was herself.

"Jingyi, I'm sorry. I drank too much that night, I don't know..."

"Xu Zekai, are you insulting me or yourself?"

"It's you", no matter how Yang Jingyi let him say it himself, it would be the greatest insult to herself.

I don't know it's her, so who do you think it is?

Chu Huaxin?

Could it be that he could really let go of their relationship and fall in love with another woman so easily in two years?

She doesn't believe it!

But that night, he who was drugged was so brave and gentle, something Mu Yihan could never give himself enjoyment.

Any normal woman would probably not be able to endure long-term widowhood.

At the beginning, before the engagement, Mu Yihan's mother mentioned Mu Yihan's illness to herself. At that time, she once confidently thought that she was the woman who could save him.

She believed that as long as they were engaged, she would be able to make him overcome his psychological barrier, and they would be able to live a happy life.

but--

She thought so well.

Not only did Mu Yihan's condition not improve in the past two years, but it became more and more serious.

At first, he could still bear holding his hand, but now, at most, it was holding his arm through the fabric, let alone other intimacy.

A woman needs nourishment, and she is a flower without rain, which will dry up sooner or later.

Two years later, her original ambitions had long since vanished, so she came back.