He's Like a Star

But she seems to be about to forget her identity. She knows it's terrible for her, so try to remember.

……

Tang Xiwen is back.

The atmosphere between Yang Nuan and Qi Yan became more strange.

After dinner, Qi Yan kept waiting for her to take a walk. However, Yang Nuan said, "it's very late now."

"Good."

Qi Yan did not refute.

The servants in the villa have been changed, but these people are colder, and what they do is formulaic. Yang Nuan can't adapt to that degree.

Although I know those people are not things before, but now these people's indifferent attitude, also makes people feel very terrible.

After coming up.

Qi Yan didn't go to the study to take a bath as usual. Instead, he was in the bathroom of his room.

"What are you thinking? Come and help me. "

"Ah?" Will you help me?

Qi Yan gave her a cold look: "what?"

Yang Nuan:

Does he really think that there is no problem at all?

He didn't have a picture of anything, but Yang Nuan can't do it now.

Take a deep breath and say, "well, now Miss Tang Xiwen is back."

Before, although she had been thinking of Tang Xiwen, but because the people were not there, did not see people, also did not have so many scruples.

This time Tang Xiwen came back, which made her a lot of ideas come up.

"Yang Nuan, you seem to forget what I said to you in the car."

"I know, you make me remember who I am."

"Tell me, then, what is your identity?"

"Your wife!" That's it.

Qi Yan looked at her with a more serious look.

Yang Nuan was afraid of Qi Yan, but he didn't know what to say. He took a deep breath: "I know."

"What do you know?"

"Three years, your wife."

"Take a bath!"

It's OK that she didn't speak. As soon as she spoke, Qi Yan became more angry, and her face could not be seen now.

Tang Xiwen comes back.

Naturally, Yang Nuan couldn't do what she had done to Qi Yan. When the man was so frank in front of her, she didn't know what it was like.

In short, it's just a feeling. It's embarrassing!

"That, I..."

"Wash." The man's voice was cold.

If Yang Nuan thinks about anything at this time, it must be her problem.

And Yang Nuan is sure he has a problem.

How did he do it? When Tang Xiwen comes back, he can still be like this with himself.

It's really!

"What are you thinking?" The man's voice sounded cold.

Yang Nuan: "nothing."

Now she can't understand Qi Yan more and more. It's useless for her to think about anything, so she should not waste her efforts to think about those things.

Qi Yan: "just remember that you are my wife."

Wife, he repeated this topic many times tonight.

Don't care and inner problems, these are two different things, some things, even if you want to adjust your heart can not adjust.

After going to bed, Yang Nuan tries to stay away from Qi Yan as far as possible. The so-called sense of distance seems to be pulled apart in this moment.

However, a man will turn her into his arms, so that even if she wants to refute the struggle also can not find any opportunity.

Take a few deep breaths: "Qi Yan."

"What?"

"Well, we..."

Yang Nuan opened his mouth and didn't know how to say the following words.

Maybe in Qi Yan's opinion, what he should have said to her has been very clear, but she has her own understanding.

So at this time, this distance, in her opinion, should not exist.

As Yang Nuan thought, Qi Yan thought that he had explained her clearly enough, so he did not continue to explain.

"Sleep."

Yang Nuan:

Proud character!

She wanted to cry without tears. Soon, the symmetrical breath came from behind her. She moved her body and wanted to escape from the man's arms.

The next moment, however, the man's arms are tighter.

Worried about waking him up, he had no choice but to sleep.

She wanted to talk about their relationship with him, but Qi Yan's attitude made her not know where to start.

No matter what you say, people just say, remember your identity, you are my wife.

The meaning of this sentence is too much, but now their understanding is totally different.

This is very helpless, but there is no way.

When he got up the next morning, Qi Yan was already in his wheelchair, and Yang Nuan fell asleep in the middle of the night.So when Qi Yan got up, she didn't hear anything.

"Good morning." I'm sorry, little blush.

That confused appearance made Qi Yan's dissatisfaction last night turn into a soft, smiling eyes: "morning."

"Why did you get up without a sound?"

"Look at you sleeping."

And he knew that the girl couldn't sleep well last night.

I don't know when he started. He even began to worry about other people's feelings, because he didn't want to make her sad, so!

Yang Nuan: "thank you."

Originally, I was still unhappy in my heart last night. When I heard the man's words of scruples, I felt much better in the moment.

She felt that, in fact, she was really unpromising. She would compromise when others gave a little gentleness.

Yes, she will!

This feeling, very bad, but also have nothing to say.

After all, there is nothing to say between her and Qi Yan.

"Not yet?"

"Oh, up." Put up the mind, Teng got up from the bed, when see his body in a mess, embarrassed!

My sleeping appearance is really, too, too bad.

I sleep just like this. Last night's neat pajamas have been stretched two times.

"That..." Small face originally some red, now this one is even more red, some of her speechless.

Damn it, she!!

Still like a person's space.

After she was with Qi Yan, she was not used to all kinds of things, but she did not dare to say anything. She could be stopped by a word.

……

On the breakfast table.

Qi Yan was like a very competent parent, urging Yang Nuan to eat some nutritious food at any time.

According to his words, this morning meal must be excellent.

"Well, Yang can't answer," I can't know

"Drink something warm."

"Well, I know."

Two people, as if like this to return to the previous appearance, as if Tang Xiwen did not come back at that time.

But man, come back!

Both Yang Nuan and Qi Yan knew this.

For Tang Xiwen, Qi Yan did not mention a word in front of her, and the more like this, the more Yang Nuan thought about where the two men were for three days.

But then he would also scold himself in his heart, "does it have anything to do with where he went?" Obviously not.

After thinking this way, I don't have to worry about it.