obsessed with love

Chapter 205 White As Jade
It was already past midnight when Qiao Anming went to sleep in the bedroom, most of the windows were open, the curtains and bed curtains were blown up, but Du Ruo was in a deep sleep, still without any quilt on his body, and the loose nightgown barely wrapped around his chest And waist, but the slender and fair legs are all exposed... The moonlight shines, like shiny jade...

Qiao Anming began to feel his throat tightening again, damn it, he had no resistance to the woman in front of him, so he took a deep breath, closed the window, pulled the quilt over and lay down beside her.

The bed was slightly sunken, and the quilt was covering her body. Du Ruo frowned uneasily and moved, and soon felt that her body was being embraced by someone, with the familiar elegant atmosphere, the corners of her lips curled contentedly, and soon Get into Qiao Anming's arms and continue to sleep...

It has been a long time since he and Gu Lan have met. Recently, Gu Lan has offered to come several times. He also tried to satisfy him, but he always found that he couldn't do it at the last moment. He thought it was because of his age, but now It seems not.It turned out that many things had nothing to do with age. He had never met Du Ruo before, so he thought that the bed affairs were basically like this. Although it was a little tasteless, it would not cause problems. Strong spirits, if you try plain water, you will naturally feel that you can't drink it.

Greed and addiction were fed little by little, and he deeply felt that he could not let go of the woman under him, whether it was heart or body, he wanted it all.

He's already tasted the best, and it's impossible for him to go back to the past!
Qiao Anming looked at the person in his arms and said depressedly, "Du Ruo... just stay by my side, I can't imagine what I would do without you..." He has become too greedy, from the first "1 minute" to the later For a period of time, and now, he wants to keep her by his side, forever!

Du Ruo was exhausted, opened his eyes weakly, managed to find a voice and replied: "Old rascal, I'm not going anywhere..."

He smiled slightly, but he breathed a sigh of relief, so the relationship between him and Du Ruo, the initial greed started from Qiao Anming.

When Du Ruo woke up the next day, Qiao Anming had already gone to the company. The sun was shining brightly outside the window. She yelled that she couldn’t do it, so she quickly touched her phone to check the time. My God...it was almost ten o’clock, so she immediately put on her nightgown and got out of bed, and opened the door When I went out, I saw my aunt was cleaning the corridor at the door of the bedroom.

Seeing someone hastily opened the door and came out, the aunt raised her head with a smile, but when she saw Du Ruo wrapped in a bathrobe in front of her, her eyes flashed, and she quickly said respectfully and awkwardly: "Miss Du, Mr. has gone to work, and asked me to give it to you before leaving." You have cooked porridge, let me warm it up for you..."

"Don't heat it up, I don't have time to eat, I'm going to be late for work..." Du Ruo was very anxious, and pushed back the loose hair on her chest with her hands, revealing a large area of ​​skin on the neck, and the aunt looked at it quickly Lowering his head, he pretended to be normal and said, "Sir, you don't have to go to work today..."

Just as Du Ruo was about to answer, the cell phone in his hand rang. It was Qiao Anming's call.

"have you woken up?"

"Well, when I got up, I was going to be late, why didn't you wake me up when you left?"

"You slept so soundly, how can you bear to wake you up, don't go to the base today, just rest at home for a day, I have already called Lao Xu..."

"How can it be like this? Work is work, and one size is equal to one size. I'd better deal with it and go to work!" Du Ruo felt that Qiao Anming's connivance with him was a bit too much recently, and it was completely unlike his previous principled and super-strong temper. ah.

But Qiao Anming on the other end of the phone seemed to be smiling, and asked: "You just woke up, haven't you washed up yet? Go look in the mirror... Don't you feel any discomfort? Like your waist, or your legs...?"

He was in an extremely good mood, just like the bright sun outside the window, but Du Ruo was baffled by his question. After he realized it, he immediately walked to the bathroom with his mobile phone in his hand, and only realized the meaning of his words when he looked in the mirror. Mottled The hickeys meander from the neck to the chest, and there are a few dark red spots on the undulating chest line, so hot, naked, naked, showing the lingering lingering relationship between the two of them last night...

Du Ruo's face turned red with a "bass...", no wonder the auntie looked at her strangely just now!

"Qiao Anming, why didn't you tell me earlier!" She stood in front of the mirror and wrapped the collar of her nightgown tightly, but the man on the other end pretended to be confused: "What are you talking about?"

"What are you talking about? What are you talking about? How much force did you use? It's everywhere. How can I go out to meet people?"

"Hahaha..." He finally couldn't help exhaling his suppressed smile, and replied triumphantly and joyfully: "Actually, it's useless, it's because your skin is too tender, you can stay at home if you can't go out to meet people, I'll invite you a few It's a day off, I'll check the itinerary in the afternoon, if I can, I'll go back early to accompany you..."

"Really? So good?" Du Ruo's anger just turned into joy when he heard him say that he could leave work earlier. Qiao Anming felt that this girl was sometimes too easy to satisfy, which made him completely useless in pampering and thinking about her. feel.

"Really, let me arrange it and think about where I want to go at night?"

"Okay, let me think about it..." Du Ruo's joy was evident in his tone. Qiao Anming was infected by her, and his mood became more relaxed, but he suddenly remembered something, and said in a somewhat serious tone: " Twice last night, if you feel any discomfort today, be sure to call me!"

Du Ruo didn't understand at first, but when he came back to his senses, he got stuck again and couldn't answer a word.

Is this old man pretending too well before, or is it just like this in his bones?Such a calm and serious old man is so shameless that he can kill him!

Du Ruo hung up the phone, looked at the hickey marks on his chest, and thought of the bone-destroying love last night, couldn't help but tremble...

My God... Qiao Anming, you stinky rascal!In the end, I still didn't forget to put my hand on my lower abdomen, and whispered to the mirror: "Baby, your dad is a stinky hooligan!"

Gu Lan now locks herself in the basement for two hours every afternoon. This habit has lasted for more than half a month. Aunt Qin feels that there is something strange about Gu Lan recently. She talked less and less to her, and locked herself in the studio every day, so Aunt Qin always felt uneasy. She knocked on the door of the studio several times, but no one answered, and she dared not find the key to open the door.

Fortunately, every time after two hours, Gu Lan would come out by herself. Except for a little paint on the apron she wore, she looked the same, eating and sleeping in a daze, and talking on the phone with Qiao Anming.

It's just that after eating today, Gu Lan didn't go to the basement to draw pictures as usual, but carried an easel from the basement and carried it to the lawn at the entrance of the main building.

There are shade trees and benches on the lawn. Gu Lan is wearing a red silk skirt and sitting on the bench with an easel beside her.

Aunt Qin walked over from the main building carrying the medicine and warm water, and saw Gu Lan not far away, leaning on the back of the bench, her beautiful long skirt swaying.

In Aunt Qin’s memory, Miss rarely wears long skirts, let alone such gorgeous silk fabrics. She is at home all year round, so she usually wears the simplest shawls and knitting, and occasionally wears skirts, but the colors are generally White or gray, it is absolutely impossible to wear such a bright color.

Aunt Qin felt that Gu Lan was a little strange today, but she couldn't tell where the strangeness was, so she walked over with the cup, only to find that Gu Lan was sitting on the chair with her eyes closed, with one hand resting on the armrest of the bench, and the other One hand is slightly clenched into a fist.

The afternoon sun slanted, reflecting the pink silk skirt more beautifully and brightly, but Gu Lan's face was dull, and the small fine lines on the dry skin were clearly visible. What's worse, she didn't seem to be suitable for this The gorgeous color, the dress that was originally beautiful, only made her complexion darker when she wore it...

Aunt Qin sighed slightly, and called softly: "Miss, are you asleep? Go to the room and sleep, it's windy here, it's not good to catch a cold..."

However, Gu Lan suddenly opened his eyes, probably because he was not used to the harsh light for a while, and then closed them quickly, leaving only a gap, and replied weakly: "I didn't fall asleep, so I just sat and thought about something..." After speaking, the corners of her mouth were cold Smiling, Aunt Qin looked very distressed.

"Thinking of my uncle? Is my uncle very busy recently? Haven't you been back for several weeks?"

"Yes, very busy..." Gu Lan blocked the sunlight with his hand, barely opened his slightly squinted eyes a little bit, glanced at the easel covered with canvas, and replied with a sinister smile: "He will probably be very busy in the future, In a few months, I may be so busy that I won’t come back to this place a few times a year!”

"How come?" Aunt Qin interrupted with a smile: "Young master is not busy for a day or two, but no matter how busy he is, he will find time to come out to accompany you..."

"Hmph... find time to accompany me?" She sneered, "That was in the past, before he was only me and work, so he would naturally find time to accompany me, but in the future... it's hard to say!"

"How could it be, my uncle has always pretended to be a miss in his heart, and nothing is important to him!" Aunt Qin felt that Gu Lan's expression was a little weird today, she persuaded her a few words, and tentatively asked: "Miss, are you , quarreled with uncle?"

The corner of the mouth of the person on the bench twitched, but he quickly sat up with his upper body up, and replied with a smile: "No, An Ming and I have been married for so many years, when did we quarrel... Forget it, let's not talk about it, say This skirt, this skirt, do I look good in it?"

As Gu Lan spoke, she deliberately stood up and turned around.

Aunt Qin replied with a bitter smile: "Looks good, looks good...Miss is actually pretty good, she looks good in anything she wears."

Gu Lan smiled, and sat back on the bench again: "Coax me, I know it's not suitable for me to wear this dress. An Ming bought this dress for me on a business trip abroad, and that year seemed to be our wedding anniversary , he couldn’t come back to accompany me, so he bought this skirt and airlifted it back, but I didn’t like it very much, and kept hanging it in the closet... Now that I think about it, did I let him down? "

"No, uncle is not such a stingy person. Besides, uncle bought you few gifts? I spent my time trying to figure out what you like, but it seems that you don't like the things you bought."

"Yes, I don't seem to have used the things he bought for me, jewelry, wallets, silk scarves... and this skirt. I remember that when I received this skirt, I called him overseas Call, blame him for choosing such a skirt for me, and blame him for not understanding my style, after so many years with him, when did you see me wearing this kind of skirt!..." Gu Lan lowered her head by herself , let go of his slightly clenched fists, and continued to talk to himself with some gloom: "But since that time, he has never bought me clothes again, and even if he goes out shopping with me occasionally, it's because I fancy him. Pay... so he treats me like this now, am I to blame for it?"

"What's your own fault?" Aunt Qin became more and more confused the more she listened, she thought that Gu Lan was a little strange today, but now she was even more confused when she heard her words, but she didn't think too deeply, she just sat next to Gu Lan Pang carefully persuaded: "Miss, don't think about it, my uncle must be busy with work so he won't come back for so long. Didn't Dr. Qin say that your body is the most taboo to be unhappy, so don't make trouble for yourself...Skirt or skirt, Just put it aside, just let it go, waste it if you waste it, anyway, my uncle is not short of money, I don't care if you waste his skirt..."

If Qiao Anming heard this, what would he think?
He devoted himself to Gu Lan for 20 years, from taking care of her body to accommodating her temper, for fear that she would be unhappy in any way.But now even a servant doesn't cherish his intentions so much.

"Anyway, my uncle is not short of money, and I don't care if you waste one of his skirts..."

Listen to this, how interesting, he is indeed not short of money, but people's patience and temperature are limited, spending a little is less, and after a long time, he has no such interest.

It's just that Gu Lan didn't understand this truth at that time, because in her life, the rich life, the leisurely life, Qiao Anming's tenderness and care, all the good things came so easily, so easy that she felt at ease, so she never thought of it. To cherish, and never thought that one day I would lose it.

Gu Lan leaned on the back of the chair again, narrowed her eyes, took the medicine from Aunt Qin, swallowed it with warm water, then handed her the cup, and said, "Go and help me get the paints and brushes here, I'm not painting in the studio today."

Aunt Qin breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this, and said, "Okay, you should come out and take a walk more. The weather is so nice. It's not good for your health to be stuck in that damp basement all day long..." She said wordlessly After a while, she took the cup and walked towards the main building.

Gu Lan gave another sinister laugh, leaning back on the back of the chair and closing his eyes to rest.

When Aunt Qin came back with her painting tools, she saw that Du Ruo was already standing in front of the easel. The painting was a woman's face. The facial features were very delicate, but there seemed to be an obscure dark air of unknown origin.

Qiao Anming returned to the villa at four o'clock that evening, carrying a delicate packing bag and a box in his hand, put them on the sofa, and walked around the room, but there was no sign of Du Ruo, the side door was open, and he went to the garden , I saw the white figure huddled under the shade of the tree from a long distance.

He approached step by step, and found that Du Ruo was asleep on the round table, half of his face was turned sideways, facing the sun, the shadow cast by his eyelashes formed a fan shape under his eyes, his eyes were closed, he seemed to be sleeping soundly, and because he was lying on his arms, The cheeks that were already somewhat fleshy were bulged together by the back of his hands.

The slanting sunlight at four o'clock shone through the gaps in the branches and leaves above her head, casting mottled spots of light on her fair face, and looking down, she put her legs on a small bench, her round toes Cut bare, one by one close together, like light white jade.

She was wearing a white loose chiffon skirt that day, when the wind blew, the pages of the open book in her hand flew up along with the hem of the skirt, that scene was so beautiful that Qiao Anming couldn't bear to breathe.

Du Ruo felt someone touch her, opened her eyes, moved, and saw Qiao Anming in front of her, and the coat he had just covered her slipped to the ground.

"Why are you back so early?" she asked sleepily.

"Promise you will come back early today to accompany you..." He picked up the coat on the grass, and asked with a little reproach: "Why don't you go to sleep in the house? It's windy outside, it's easy to catch cold..."

Du Ruo stood up with a slight smile, pulled off the earphones on his chest, and replied softly: "I was here to read books and listen to music, but when I listened to it, I felt sleepy, and I have been lying down until now..."

Qiao Anming knew that she was lethargic, so she didn't blame her too much, but explained with concern: "If you want to sleep in the future, go to bed and sleep. You see, you are barefoot, and you catch a cold easily."

Only then did Du Ruo realize that he had forgotten to pass on the socks, and hurriedly shrunk his bare feet into the skirt, but this childish trick could not escape Qiao Anming's eyes, he smiled helplessly, and pulled her into the room.

As soon as Du Ruo entered the living room, he saw paper bags and boxes on the sofa, and asked hurriedly, "What did you buy?"

Qiao Anming was undoing his tie, and replied casually, "Look for yourself..."

"What, it's so mysterious..." Du Ruo muttered, first picked up the paper bag and opened it, but when he saw the contents inside, his forehead felt hot, and he walked over to Qiao Anming with the paper bag in his arms, "Hey...you buy this bag?" What does something do?"

"Wear it!"

"Are you wearing it?"

He hung the tie in his hand on the hanger, and finally he was willing to look back at Du Ruo who looked surprised in front of him: "Do you think I can wear this? Of course I bought it for you."

"Buy it for me? I don't have any shortage. What are you buying this thing for me for no reason?" Du Ruo felt incredible, but Qiao Anming's eyes moved down her chin, and finally stopped on her chest, the corner of her mouth He bent over and said lightly: "Last night, I found that the size you were wearing is no longer suitable. If it is too tight, it is not good for you, so I will buy you some new ones..." After speaking, he staggered away from Du Ruo again, and started to untie his shirt. wrist buckle...

Du Ruo was still in a daze, pondering Qiao Anming's answer, and finally took out the corsets in the paper bag. There were about three or four of them, and the styles and colors were different. In fact, these are not the key, the key is...

"Qiao Anming, did you buy this BRA for me?"

The man walking towards the kitchen let out a soft "hmm" and didn't stop in his steps.

Unwilling to give up, Du Ruo chased Qiao Anming to the kitchen with a BRA, and continued to ask, "I mean, did you go to the store to buy this BRA for me?"

Qiao Anming turned around, frowned and asked, "Can I still ask my secretary or Xiao Zhang to do this kind of thing?"

"Ah..." Du Ruo was stunned, opened his mouth wide, and uttered a single syllable. After that, he couldn't say anything. Qiao Anming walked over to take the BRA in her hand, and explained with a frown: "Actually, I'm not very old. I understand, this is the first time I bought this kind of thing. It was a few styles and colors introduced by the clerk. She said it was maternity underwear, no rims, cotton, breathable and comfortable... Try it, if it is still tight, I will take you to change it ..." After finishing speaking, she brushed past Du Ruo and walked towards the living room.

Du Ruo stood at the door of the kitchen, looking at Qiao Anming's upright figure and back, thinking of the scene where he shuttled around the underwear counter to pick out underwear for her, and wanted to laugh, but in the end tears came out first...

Maybe it's because she's really not greedy, she can be moved to tears just by the underwear he gave.

Qiao Anming stood in the living room and waited for several minutes without Du Ruo coming out of the kitchen, so he called out, "What are you doing standing there alone? Let's go out for dinner. Think about it, what do you want to eat?"

Hearing the shout, Du Ruo wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, sniffed and walked out.

In the end, the two chose a private restaurant at the entrance of the villa without any creativity. Qiao Anming originally wanted to drive her to the city, but she didn't want to. Pregnant women tend to get tired and lazy, so Qiao Anming followed her and settled for dinner nearby.

The taste of private restaurants is relatively light, but Du Ruo's appetite is very good, one person can finish a bowl full of fragrant rice, plus two bowls of soup... Qiao Anming never eats much, but seeing Du Ruo's appetite is so good, he also feels relieved.

After the two of them finished eating, Qiao Anming paid the bill and asked Du Ruo who was wiping his mouth with a tissue, "Do you want to pack another supper?"

"Farewell, I'm full. I'm sure I won't be hungry at night."

"you sure?"

"Well...sure, you won't be hungry..." She said it confidently, Qiao Anming didn't force it, just looked up to see her slightly rounded chin, and laughed and teased: "Has anyone around you said that you have gained weight recently? "

"No way... Are you really so fat?" Du Ruo was startled, and cupped her face reflexively with her hands, but Qiao Anming fixed her eyes on her chest with a smirk, and pretended to be serious and replied, "Yes." , fat, at least some places are obviously fat!"

Du Ruo understood, his eyes widened immediately, and he held his breath to refute: "Hey, Qiao Anming, you are enough, you are addicted to playing hooligans!"

"Hahaha..." The man on the opposite side laughed happily, thinking that teasing the woman in front of him is probably the happiest thing in the world, but she is right, he will be addicted, no matter how heavy the pressure of work during the day , but when he thinks that there is someone with a lamp and a warm body in his arms at night, he feels that there is no trouble and his mood is clear.

After a full meal, Du Ruo proposed to take a walk to digest food, and Qiao Anming followed her and walked along the avenue at the entrance of the villa area.

There are tall camphor trees on both sides. It's early summer, with dense branches and leaves. Du Ruo walked under the shade of the trees holding Qiao Anming's hand.

The book said that due to hormone changes in the pregnant woman, pregnant women were irritable and irritable during pregnancy, and their emotions fluctuated, but Du Ruo felt that those days were the most peaceful days in her life until she was 25 years old. She eats three meals a day regularly, and also takes Qiao Anming's various vitamins, calcium tablets and folic acid according to Qiao Anming's schedule.

The busy and flustered years of the past few decades seemed to stop here. Sometimes she woke up in the middle of the night, and when she opened her eyes and saw Qiao Anming sleeping next to her, she couldn't help wondering if he would always be there in the years to come, sleeping peacefully like this. By her side, grow old with her, grow up with the child?
There are many good experiences that you will never forget, but it is also the experience, the sweetness that you have tasted, and once you lose it one day, it will be heart-piercing.So even though Du Ruo is sometimes so happy that she feels like she is in a dream, she always reminds herself to stay awake. All of this, Qiao Anming's love and tenderness, and all the beauty are colorful bubbles blown out. If it breaks, it will disappear into the air at any time, and it will be life and death, so you must not let yourself be greedy.

It is precisely because of always maintaining this sobriety that Du Ruo can live such a short-term happiness on the cliff so comfortably, and it is precisely because of this sobriety that when disaster strikes, she can grit her teeth and carry it through.

"Old Joe, I have a question for you..."

"Ask, I'm listening."

"…Do you like boys or girls?"

"It's okay, both men and women like it!"

"But I like girls, girls are caring... If you are not around one day, my daughter will know how to love her mother better."

"Nonsense, why am I not here?"

"I just said it casually, so I'm angry? Sure enough, the old man is so stingy..." Du Ruo rested her head on his arm, laughed a few times, and continued to ask: "Hey, have you thought of a name for the baby? "

"Thought about it, my mother named me Anming at the beginning. She followed Anran and understood these words, so if we have a boy, we will call it Qiao An'an, and if we have a girl, we will call it Qiao Ranran..."

"Eh... An'an, but... this name is so vulgar, let's just call it Ming Ming, Ming Ming... Qiao Ming, how nice it sounds..." After speaking, Du Ruo felt that his idea was good, and he was a little proud, shaking Qiao Anming's hand and repeating " Qiao Ming understood the three words.

Qiao Anming had nothing to do, so he could only reply with a smile: "Okay, okay...you can take whatever you think sounds good, it's up to you..."

At that time, the moon was slanting and the wind was light, and there were two overlapping shadows on the ground, which kept moving and stopping.

After walking along Xiangzhang Avenue, Du Ruo was exhausted when he reached the gate of the villa.

"Take a break, your legs are sore..." Du Ruo grabbed Qiao Anming and stopped by the side of the road.

Qiao Anming was still in good condition. He pulled Du Ruo, put her weight on him, and coaxed patiently: "Don't stop, let's walk back in one go. The more you rest, the more tired you become..." Then he dragged Du Ruo to the community Walk.

Du Ruo was so tired that the soles of her feet were weak, but the man beside her was always in good spirits. She couldn't help but wonder if this man was taking some kind of magic medicine. He had to deal with such a heavy workload every day. He got up early in the morning and worked overtime when he came back at night. The two of them were still together last night... God... the more Du Ruo thought about it, the more he felt unbelievable. He secretly glanced at him, and he was walking forward silently, holding his arm.

Du Ruo stuck out his tongue, thinking, why is this old man never tired!
(End of this chapter)