cold wife

Chapter 215 Boa, Don't Scare Me (1)
In the past, as long as Ai Baoer walked to the door, someone would definitely stretch out his arm to block her, but today, Leng Qing accompanied her, so she walked out smoothly.

Ai Baoer walked in front, Leng Qing followed behind, holding a coat in his hand.

He turned around and told the people around him something, then walked quickly behind her, put the coat on her body, and said with concern: "You don't feel well in the morning, it's better to wear a coat."

Ai Baoer looked ahead, neither resisting nor accepting, just walking forward slowly, with a leisurely posture.

Leng Qing followed step by step, looking at her side face gently, enjoying such a peaceful moment.

The two walked to the beach, and the waves came in waves. Not far from the two of them, there was a large and flat wood rock. Leng Qing pointed to the wood rock and asked, "Are you tired? Do you want to be tired?" Go sit there."

Walking to the wood-burning stone, Leng Qing took off his coat, spread it on the stone, and helped Ai Bao'er to sit down.

With her chin on her knees, Ai Baoer squinted at the waves.

Leng Qing kept stroking her hair, and pulled her into his arms.

The atmosphere is silent, quiet.

Ai Bao'er's eyes were closed, she seemed to be sleeping, Leng Qing wrapped her in his arms completely, blocking the sea wind coming from all directions, seeing that she hadn't moved for a long time, thought she was fast asleep, and was about to get up to pick her up , she suddenly spoke.

"He's dead, isn't he?" she asked.

The tone is very calm, as calm as asking a stranger about his situation.

Leng Qing lowered his eyes to block the violence in his eyes, and the big hand around her waist unconsciously tightened. He turned his head, pressed his thin lips on her forehead, and coaxed: "Hey, we don't want those things, I I will be good to you, only to you, and only love you.”

Ai Baoer curled her lips indifferently and smiled mockingly, but tears flashed in her eyes.

The eyelashes trembled slightly, tears dripped, fell on the firewood stone, and disappeared soon.

Leng Qing's heart ached, but he just hugged her even tighter. This path was his choice, and he had no other choice. He loved her and wanted her, even if it was plunder, even if it was hatred.

He knew that his way was too decisive, but he really couldn't help it. He loved her so much that without her, he was like a walking dead.

The thin lips moved down along the forehead, sucking away the tears on her face little by little, and he declared domineeringly: "Baby, I love you, you can only be mine."

There were more and more tears, and bitterness filled the entire cavity. It wasn't just her who was in pain at this moment, he was also in pain, even thousands of times more painful than her.

"Master, I have your call." Suddenly, a man's respectful voice came from behind the two of them.

Leng Qing withdrew the pain on his face, lowered his head and pecked at the corner of her lips: "Hey, I'll answer the phone, wait here for me."

Walking down the wood-stone, Yu Li handed over the phone, Leng Qing took it, and walked a few meters to the other side of the wood-stone, listening to the phone while watching Ai Baoer on the wood-stone.

"Who?"

"Yo, Young Master Leng really forgets things, don't you remember my little brother?"

"Dick?"

"Haha...So it turns out that Young Master Leng still remembers me, haha, I have a gift for Young Master Leng here, I wonder if Young Master Leng is interested in listening to it."

"..." Leng Qing frowned.

Immediately there was a woman's exclamation, full of panic: "Xiaoqing, save me, woo... I'm afraid... ah!"

There was another exclamation, and the voice on the other end of the phone turned into a man's voice again: "Young Master Leng, tsk tsk, this is an absolute beauty, I just don't know that Young Master Leng will not spare a beauty."

(End of this chapter)