Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

“……”

Chi Yan listened quietly, with a complex expression on his face.

"You're drunk."

For a long time, he replied faintly. At first glance, he was as indifferent as snow, but there was a trace of indescribable emotion inside.

Feng Ying shook his head. He was in a trance but heavy.

She didn't mean to ask him to give an answer. When she came back from rebirth, she had too many negative emotions in her heart.

It's like a machine that works day and night. It can't be seen on the outside and can't bear the burden on the inside.

"I'm just afraid..."

Going around, the result is still the same as in previous lives.

She blinked, tears rolling down her cheeks.

Pop.

A drop of clear tears splashed on the back of Chi Yan's white hand along her chin.

The cold and hot touch gradually spread, as if to be transmitted to the deepest part of his heart.

She cried?

Chi Yan's breathing was slightly sluggish, and his heart seemed to be burned by a fire, which made him shrink severely.

In his impression, Feng Ying is a very strange woman.

She is resolute, calm and flexible.

He is not only cruel to the enemy, but also cruel to himself. He is not the same as the woman he knows.

Moreover, she seems to hide many secrets.

Although he was not interested, he could not deny that she had a firm and decisive heart.

But now she is fragile like a lonely and helpless child.

The pond banquet curled up its fingers, flashed a touch of moving face, a touch of shock, and finally turned into a touch of unspeakable complexity.

As soon as he sipped his thin lips, he slowly raised his hand and touched her tearful face. His heart was shocked. His fingers with thick and thin cocoons wiped away the mottled water marks a little. His movements were gentle and incredible.

"Don't be afraid."

For a long time, he murmured.

"As long as you work hard, you will succeed."

As soon as he said this, Chi Yan frowned uneasily.

He didn't understand why he said such a sentence.

Maybe Feng Ying's words touched the secret of his heart, or maybe at this moment, he had a trace of pity for her?

similarly afflicted people pity each other?

Chi Yan's lips filled with a touch of self mockery.

"Really?"

Feng Ying's eyes lit up and met his eyes as calm as the abyss.

In the dark, she could not see his expression clearly, but she could feel the soft breath on him, with a reassuring magic.

She stretched out her arms, firmly hugged his strong waist, buried her face and nodded heavily, "I believe you!"

"Yes."

Her completely dependent and trusting attitude made Chi Yan subconsciously raise her hand and want to rub her hair.

His hand reached half way, suddenly stiffened, and slowly took it back.

Shit!

Chi Yan's eyebrows jumped, and the pale Junrong gradually cooled down. He just wanted to push open Feng Ying.

The next second, the woman who hugged him rubbed his lower abdomen with satisfaction. Her voice was nasal and seemed soft and sweet.

"Chi Yan, it's very kind of you, thank you."

“……”

Chi Yan silently took back his hand, and the cold lingering in his eyebrows and eyes quietly dispersed, replaced by some helplessness.

forget it.

He closed his eyes as if in compromise.

A gust of breeze came, and the leaves rustled, but it could not disperse the warmth beside the car.

Chi Yan stood there straight. I don't know how long he stood. Feng Ying never loosened.

Until a rush of footsteps broke the silence.

"Sir, I'm coming."

Zhan Yang hurried to see this scene and immediately stared at the dog.