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Ye Er turned his head. At this time, he looked seriously into Jiang Zhao's eyes. When did his eyes look like this? When he said this before, he was overbearing and joking. There was no innocence and pity. Now it is clear that the poor person is her, but he is pitiful.

At this time, the bitter smile was really painful. The man really wanted to enjoy the happiness of the whole people, but she couldn't hold on.

Shook his head and stopped talking. He wants to hold her like this. Just hold her. Anyway, he is used to being so strong. He is used to having what he wants and giving what others want.

But later, she won't give it, and she can't afford it.

Jiang Zhao saw that Ye Er didn't even quarrel with him. She smiled and shook her head. She didn't talk, argue or make noise alone. not to utter a single word.

It was too quiet, so quiet that there was a shivering fear in the pores of his whole body. He had it. At that time, when she had a car accident and had been in a coma, he felt fear every day.

He looked at her not to start, only looked out of the window, no struggle, no resistance, no anger, just silence.

Hold her shoulder and shake her, "Yunye, you make a noise, you make a noise. I don't care about you. You make a noise if you want, okay? You can make any noise you want. "

Ye'er wanted to shield Jiang Zhao's voice from his own tympanic membrane, but there was no way. Don't say his voice. His breath burned into her tympanic membrane inch by inch. "I should quarrel. I've quarreled. Don't talk. Let me be quiet. Jiang Zhao, let me be quiet, okay?"

No, he can't let her calm down. She doesn't know what's going to happen. He smiled and said softly, "Yunye, let's talk. Yunye, you say we've been married for so long. I've been busy and haven't spent my honeymoon. Now people are popular for honeymoon. Let's discuss where we can go before we get married, OK? I haven't had a long holiday this year. I'll report my holiday these days. Let's go out together. Shall I take you to relax? "

"Yunye, what kind of weather do you like? Is it a tropical style or a snow sea in northern Europe? Or the blue sea, the soft beach? Or the rainforest? "

"Yunye, you are so good at cooking, otherwise we would go to several more countries and taste the delicious food of those places. You are so smart, you will learn very authentic. In the future, we can also eat authentic foreign food at home, which will be better than the five-star hotel."

Ye Er gasped for a long time. Her hair was very messy, and the place with bad hair looked very rough. At this time, her disheveled hair looked very small and pale.

Her shoulders were always drooping, and her neck was soft as if there were no bones. This long breath interrupted Jiang Zhao's vivid speech. "A Zhao ~" was weak, sighed, weak, slightly choked, and faint despair. The vast water waves in her eyes blurred the scenery outside the window in circles.

When Jiang Zhao heard this, he lowered his head and leaned against Ye Er's thin shoulder. The other shoulder of Jiang Zhao was tightly held by his palm. The bone in his hand pierced his nerve. His heart was filled with suppressed pain. That pain could have been disguised by talking, but when she heard her shouting the title she once loved him with that voice, the pain hit and there was no place to hide, "Yunye, you'd better stop talking. I'm also very confused. Don't say anything. Don't tell me your feelings. Don't say it, okay?"

Jiang Zhao was dragged by two opinions in his mind. One opinion, let her talk, let her talk more, let her make trouble, and don't let her get bored.

Another suggestion, don't let her say it. What she said must be bad, something he can't accept. He doesn't want her to say it.

The dense moisture in the eyes of "a Zhao ~" was blinked out of the eye frame, and the scene was clear again. She saw through the night after the luxury faded, it was too lonely. Even the congested asphalt road during the day is shouting how lonely it is. It must have forgotten that it also cursed not to be a road during the day. It hates those vehicles with four wheels and two wheels, how to bully it, how not to cherish it, and how not to be grateful.

When it is lonely, it feels that it is just a road. No one has gone and no car has passed. Do you still call the road?

Ye'er shook her head and smiled bitterly. Unfortunately, she didn't have the pressure resistance of these asphalt roads. She was afraid of being bullied and not being cherished. She hated that others couldn't see her pay and didn't understand gratitude.

She will be selfish, afraid of pain, and know how to shrink back. She doesn't want to fight any more.

"Ah Zhao, that's how we count..."

"Yunye, you are sweating all over at night. Go back and let's take a bath and take a hot hot bath, OK? Let's go out for breakfast tomorrow morning. Don't make it at home. It's very hard. "

As soon as Ye Er wanted to speak, Jiang Zhao immediately continued to talk and didn't give her a chance to intervene. "By the way, I'll go home early tomorrow. Let's go to the cinema. I haven't seen a movie for a long time. I don't remember what the dean of the film looks like."

"Jiang Zhao, stop talking. Will you be quiet?" Ye Er exhaled slowly out of his chest in one breath, a little trembling and a little chaotic.

Jiang Zhao was stunned. He looked at Ye Er's shoulder. Her chin was also sharp. It used to be her. She chattered endlessly. He always said, why do women talk so much? It's all trivial things.

Today, she thought he was wordy, but he didn't want to stop. As soon as he stopped, she would say, "ah Zhao, let's forget it."

He knew that she just wanted to say so. Although he knew it, he didn't want her to say it. He just kept talking to her about dawn. He didn't know what to do about it. He was caught and annihilated in bed, but he didn't feel guilty at all. He still felt wronged.

But he didn't dare to show that he was wronged. At this time, Jiang Zhao realized that he was also a bully. When ye ER was soft, he pinched her and pinched her as much as he wanted. At this time, she was tough, and he couldn't stand it. He didn't dare to pinch her for fear that he would burst when he pinched her.

"Will you be quiet, too? If you don't speak, I won't speak. If you speak, I'll speak. " Jiang Zhao buried his head in Ye Er's neck, and his expression and tone were deceptive. He circled Ye Er's arm, but he seriously implemented his original intention and dared not relax a little.

The car turned into No. 9 residence. Qin Feiyan stopped the car downstairs of the unit building where Jiang Zhao lived, pulled out his earplugs, looked at Ye Er's eyes swollen like peaches, "sister-in-law, you have a good rest. Do you want me to let someone go shopping with you tomorrow?"