Long time no see, ex-wife!

Chapter 104

Yaling was only surprised at the beginning, and then responded softly: "En, yes."

He closed the door with him, took off his shoes, and walked into the living room barefoot without slippers.

Jumped all the way to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took a glass and poured a full glass of milk. His throat was so dry that he poured it in with his head up. The cold liquid flowed into his stomach, extinguishing the unknown heat all the way, and his mood also eased down.

Carefully rinsed the cup with cold water, threw the milk carton into the trash can, slowly wiped away the water droplets accidentally splashed elsewhere, stayed in the kitchen for a while, and then slowly turned out with a cane .

Without paying attention to the person on the sofa, she jumped towards the stairs step by step.

Although she slept halfway through last night until this morning, her whole body was still sore, and she didn't sleep very comfortably. At this moment, she just wanted to go back to bed and cover herself with a quilt to replenish her sleep... By the way, she still needs to give her some more sleep. Make a phone call at home and ask Dad about the situation there.

"Have you eaten?"

Walking to the stairs, the stairs with more than ten steps are not a small challenge for her now. Not only does it take a lot of energy, but she also needs to be careful not to jump halfway and roll down like a ball, so she is very careful. I put all my strength on it, but in the end, I was defeated by the man's words and almost fell on it.

He stroked his chest secretly, and replied, "Eat."

The voice was neither soft nor heavy, neither urgent nor slow, and she answered in two words. She didn't want to explain anything, and she didn't want to rush to please. She is really tired. Let her go up and rest for a while ?
"You don't seem to have slept well, and your face is a little ugly. Did you not sleep last night?"

It seemed that she didn't intend to let her go so easily, Ya Ling stepped up a step, took a breath, and said, "Sleep for a while."

"Isn't the chair very hard? How can I sleep?"

Yaling stepped forward again, her chest heaved up and down, and she took a long breath, jumping around like this all day long, I'm afraid I won't be able to walk normally in the future, but my physical strength is really exhausted, and I haven't been walking recently. I am often so tired that I want to hug the quilt to sleep at any time, but it may also be related to the weather...

In a blink of an eye, it's almost late autumn.

"Fortunately, it's quite soft."

While the other party was silent, he stepped up another step, looked up to see that there were still about ten steps left, and wanted to climb up with all his might.

"...is it a private room?"

This question is very wise, of course it is a private room, otherwise, does he think that the president of such a big company will accompany her to watch a boring movie all night in an ordinary venue with complicated staff and cold chairs?
"Yeah."

It seems that the moment he finished answering, he heard the sound of someone standing up behind him, his heart skipped a beat, and he jumped up the third and fifth steps again and again, unable to get his breath straight, he was panting non-stop on the spot, and his chest jumped. It's as if a heart is about to pop out of his throat.

"Need not."

Yaling suddenly said this, turning his body to one side at the same time, throwing his arms away from the man's support, and jumped up another step: "I can do it, I don't need your help."

The man came up again, and Aling was furious at this time, and tried his best to shake off the man, but the man didn't let go, the strength of a man is several times that of a big woman, not to mention that Aling is a disabled person at this time Well, if that person made up his mind to do something to her, she couldn't do anything about it.

The man supported her hand, and then went to support her waist with one hand. This time, she was really angry.

The cane hit her hand out of thin air, and the solid wooden cane used great force. The feeling of hitting the bone was really incomprehensible unless she felt it herself. The only thing left was the scene like waves, the nerves seemed to be paralyzed, and I was so stupid that I didn't know anything.

"Are you crazy?"

Yes, crazy!

Yaling is beating the dog to show the owner. She used to be an old dog, and he was the owner. Now the dog wants to rebel and dare not bite him as the owner. Of course, he can only bite himself. If he still has one or two points You should let go of your feelings, and don't provoke her again.

"If you don't let go, I will continue to fight."

Yaling cried, not looking at him, but only at him holding his hand, with a stubborn look in his eyes, even if people don't believe it.

The man's hand slowly loosened, but he was still standing behind Eladrin. Aladrin took a step, and he took a step. Eladrin jumped to the top of the stairs, and he also stood on the top of the stairs. Eladrin opened the door, and he held the door She didn't close the door tightly as she wished. Yaling ignored her and jumped onto the big bed alone. Come upstairs.

"I came up alive, you don't have to worry, let's go."

Ya Ling put on her clothes and buried herself in the quilt, covered her head, and said in a muffled voice.

She understood why he stubbornly waited behind him and did not leave. She almost forgot what a rare and good man he was, and almost forgot that he still cared about her very much. If she got hurt, he was afraid that he would blame himself again. Responsibility, what a hurtful and tiring word sometimes.

After a while, her consciousness gradually became blurred. The fluffy quilt smelled of the sun, and also...a faint smell of him.

The side of the bed suddenly sank, someone sat down, she was startled, her sleepiness was driven away, her eyes were wide open under the quilt, as if preparing for the next battle.

"Take off your clothes and go to bed."

The man's hand reached out to pull her quilt, but she pulled it tightly inside. He tried a couple of times and failed to pull it off, so he gave up.

The bed board regained its elasticity, the man should have got up and left, Yaling breathed a sigh of relief, and let go of his little hand. At this moment, the quilt was torn apart and flew down like a butterfly, the man still held his hand. Pulling the quilt, he stood at the end of the bed and looked down at her.

(End of this chapter)