Domineering Husband Spoils Me:Just a Little Bad

At this moment, in her eyes, only the man in front of her.

Because she knew that he was Zhou Qingsu.

This is the one she's been waiting for seven years.

He finally appeared in front of her.

So unexpected, so sudden.

She wanted to go up and hold him and shout out his name. She wanted to ask all the words she had hidden in her stomach these years until he gave her the answer.

The man nodded.

Xia Youning forced back the tears in her eyes, and then held the picture in her hand, like holding some treasure. The man in front of her looked at it deeply, and then turned and walked back.

She knew that people around her must feel strange, but she couldn't manage so much.

Walking back to the platform from the last row of seats was only ten meters away, but she walked as if she had completed a new life journey.

Back to the platform, she hardly had the strength to do anything. She found an empty seat and sat down. Then, her eyes were on Qingsu.

Because of a prisoner to cooperate, teacher Jiang is no longer so embarrassed, she continued to lecture.

Xia Youning didn't listen to a word of teacher Jiang's lecture. She found that Qingsu wasn't listening to her seriously, and he was looking at her.

His eyes were even on her.

Xia Youning understood that he painted such a picture just to tell her that he was Zhou Qingsu.

The scheduled teaching time this morning is from ten to twelve.

Take a twenty minute break.

Xia you Ning then has been looking forward to the middle of the rest of 20 minutes.

I thought the prisoners would be in their seats during the break, but after a long time, the C.O. took them out in line.

Xia Youning wants to chase after him and is immediately stopped by other prison guards.

She was embarrassed to know that there was no mess here.

But seeing Qingsu was taken away, and he looked back at her in the team.

Even through the mask, Xia Youning can feel his eyes, penetrate her heart, and make her miserable.

Xia Youning refused to give up. Mr. Jiang and the director were chatting. At this time, Xia Youning contacted the person who brought them in.

I thought this man had no power, but when I heard that Xia Youning wanted to contact the prisoner who had just painted, he said he could help.

In the second half of the class, Xia Youning has been worried about whether the man can fulfill his promise.

Unexpectedly, after Mr. Jiang finished his lecture, he took the initiative to find out, "Miss Xia, let's go. If you have five minutes, you can tell him what you want as soon as possible."

Xia Youning went to the side, picked up the travel bag she had brought and hurried over.

She followed the man through several yards to a small room with two guards at the door.

"Miss Xia, please come in. The longest is five minutes. I'll wait for you to come out."

He said and pushed the door open.

White walls, concrete floor, only one window, very small and square room, there is only one table and two chairs. When she goes in, Qingsu sits in it with a mask.

"Qing..."

Xia you Ning called a word, did not say any more.

This time, she came in through a relationship, but she didn't know anything about the bad situation in the prison, and she didn't know whether the conversation would be monitored.

Xia Youning thought about it, took out his mobile phone and wrote a few words: is it convenient to speak?

She hands her cell phone to Qingsu, who shakes her head.

Xia Youning's tears fell down.