love your lips

Chapter 3 What do you want
"..."

It was very quiet outside.

Han Ruoxi pressed her ear to the door and listened for a while.

Feeling the sound of footsteps leaving, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, I flickered past!

omg...

In this way, I don't have to bear that kind of heart-piercing pain tonight.

Han Ruoxi was like a deflated balloon, sitting slumped on the ground for a long time before finally standing up with force.

Carefully open the door.

The man outside the door seemed to have disappeared, so she dared to lift up her wedding dress and walk out of the bathroom.

"No bath?"

Only two steps away, the man appeared beside her like a ghost.

Han Ruoxi froze.

The man walked in slowly, and the pressure was overwhelming. The woman clenched her hands into fists in fear, her delicate body trembling.

If it wasn't for the fact that he loved her so much in his previous life, he would have been so frightened that he collapsed and cried.

"how?"

"Afraid of me?"

The man saw it.

Although she couldn't see the woman's expression, her body was shaking too much.

"afraid?"

"how is this possible?"

Han Ruoxi turned around slowly, and tried her best to squeeze out as ugly a smile as possible: "If you dare to bully me, I will call grandpa to complain."

Mr. Gu is her umbrella.

In his previous life, he was stupid and wouldn't move out with such a big backer, and was abused like a dog by him like an idiot.

Gu Shaoqing's face darkened, his black pupils locked onto Han Ruoxi as sharply as eagle eyes, and he almost rushed over to tear her into pieces.

at last……

He walks away.

Walking towards the large bed, he took off the bath towel, lifted the quilt and slept on the bed.

Han Ruoxi? ? ?
The bedroom is very quiet!

So quiet that you can hear each other's heartbeat.

Han Ruoxi hesitated for a while, then walked into the changing room, took off her wedding dress, changed into conservative pajamas, and tiptoed to the bedside.

The man's eyes had been closed, and he was facing her sideways, with his hands folded around his chest, as if he was in a deep sleep.

but not!
Han Ruoxi knew that he was just pretending to sleep, this man has insomnia, he would not fall asleep so easily, unless he had something crazy with her, he would barely sleep for a few hours.

Han Ruoxi walked to the other side of the bed, lifted the quilt and sat down cautiously, recalling this night in her previous life, where she was tortured to death.

Han Ruoxi tossed and turned.

The scenes of the previous life kept flashing in his mind and became more and more clear.

For the first two years or so of this marriage, she had been tortured by him. She tried her best to please her, but all she got was a cold face.

At that time, her love was so humble, she was trampled into the mud again and again, thinking that he only loved Wang Xiaona.

It wasn't until she got terminally ill that he went crazy and desperately tried to keep her alive, and she didn't know how much he loved her, so much that he could even die with her.

Thinking of the scene where Gu Shaoqing held her hand tightly and drank the poison, tears slowly fell from the corners of Han Ruoxi's eyes.

In this life, she must live well and grow old together with Gu Shaoqing.

The next morning.

Han Ruoxi got up early, changed her wedding dress and cooked breakfast herself.

Gu Shaoqing walked into the restaurant with a stinky face.

Seeing the soy milk and fried dough sticks on the table, and even boiled millet porridge, I couldn't help being startled: "You made it all?"

"Yup."

Han Ruoxi smiled sweetly at him with the bowl and chopsticks in her hand.

For a moment, Gu Shaoqing was in a daze.

The Han Ruoxi in my memory is a savage, self-willed young lady with a messy private life. When has she ever seen her wearing an apron and cooking like this, with virtuous and virtuous eyes.

"Don't worry, you won't die if you eat it."

Han Ruoxi sat down and served him a bowl of millet porridge.

When Gu Shaoqing sat down, it still felt like a dream.

(End of this chapter)