Hubby,love is so hard

Black Chevy stops in front of a white building. During the long drive, Xiao Yanfeng sleeps on Ji Yan's shoulder. Looking at his clever appearance, Ji Yan is reluctant to wake him up.

Lin Feng got out of the car and opened the door for them. He stretched out his arms and said, "I'll hold him. He's heavy now, and you can't hold him."

Looking up at him, Ji Yan stupidly sends the child to his arms, then reacts and says thank you.

After taking over the small speech wind, Lin Feng stands on one side, waiting for Ji Yan to get out of the car, two talents go in together.

The interior is still the style that Ji Yan likes as always. There is a strong Chinese flavor in the British style architecture. It is clear that there are two kinds of striking cultures, but they are cleverly harmonious and abrupt. On the contrary, there is an indescribable charm.

However, there is a hanging chair outside the terrace, which is off white and red. It is not made of metal, but is similar to a kind of rattan.

Ji Yan surprised pick eyebrows, they will play these things?

"Yanfeng saw it on TV and insisted on buying it for you. He said that you must like to sleep in the sun." When he mentions Yanfeng, he subconsciously looks at the child in his arms, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Oh, Ji Yan suddenly realized that it makes sense according to Yan Feng's character.

"Let's put him on the bed first so that he won't catch cold." Yan Feng's health is not very good, so Ji Yan pays special attention to his health. Whatever she can think of, she will pay attention to avoid it.

Lin Feng nodded and gave her a gentle smile. "Well, I'll go alone. You sit here and have a rest. If you are hungry, you know it yourself."

After that, she turns to go upstairs and leaves Ji Yan alone. She is very uncomfortable. Yan Feng is her child and this is her home. But somehow, she always feels that Lin Feng is more like the head of the family than she is.

Entering the kitchen, Ji Yan doesn't bother the cook, but strolls around to see what has changed in her absence.

"Miss Ji, do you really want some? You must be hungry just after getting off the plane The cook is eager to show her craftsmanship for Ji Yan. She swings up her sleeve in an instant manner.

With a smile, Ji Yan waved her hand, picked up a tomato on the kitchen table and asked casually, "how are Mr. Lin and Yanfeng getting along with each other these days?"

Not afraid that Lin Feng is not good to Yan Feng, but afraid that he is too good to Yan Feng to make her unable to say what she wants to take away Yan Feng.

The cook thumbed up and exclaimed, "Miss Ji, it's not like I said that I've lived so long, but it's the first time I've seen such a good man. He's not meticulous to the young master. He's just holding it in the palm of his hand and treating him wholeheartedly. Even if I sometimes blame him, it's also good for him from the bottom of my heart. The young master is also a clever and sensible man. He knows who is good to him. Thanks to Mr. Lin accompanying him in your absence

The action in the hand stagnates, Ji Yan pulls out a smile, "well, I know."

"By the way," she stopped and turned to add, "don't talk to Mr. Lin about it."

Cook quickly nodded, she a person with other people's wages, of course, know what to say, what not to say.

Ji Yan came to the living room. Lin Feng was coming down from the building. When she saw her, she said with a smile, "why, aren't you hungry? Why don't you get something to eat? "

On the wooden stairs, a man's whole body is warm and moist, with a handsome face. It's a pity that... Inappropriate is inappropriate after all. It's not about time and place. It's just that people are not right.

"I'm not hungry yet. Let's talk." Ji Yan pursed her mouth tightly, and her nails sank into her soft palm.

The radian of the corner of the mouth widened, and Lin Feng opened his mouth slightly, "good."

They really should have a good talk. He didn't like this strange atmosphere. She should know that it had nothing to do with her or him.

Two people stroll in the corridor, the surrounding scenery is elegant, each place is exquisitely decorated.

"Lin Feng... I made up with Shang Jin Shen." Low buried head, Ji Yan dare not to look into his eyes, the man who hated so much at the beginning, the man who vowed to revenge, finally made up.

She always felt very ashamed of those who helped her and those who did not give up when she was in the most difficult time.

He didn't speak. Ji Yan stares at her toes until her eyes are sour. She hears his insipid voice coming from above. "I guess it. I wish you happiness."

Ji Yan doesn't know how hard he used to control his inner sadness. Every word has a bitter taste on the tip of his tongue.

But the matter has been so far, since the two people have no possibility, he might as well let go, let her at ease.

Eyes inexplicably sour, Ji Yan looked up at him, full of guilt, "Lin Feng, I'm sorry."

If I had known that it was today's result, I would not have given him any hope, would not have agreed to his proposal, would not have put on a wedding dress for him, but left him alone in the palace.

Raise the head gradually low, tears in the eyes of an instant burst into tears, she is the most sorry person is Lin Feng, but he never to blame her.

"Don't tell me I'm sorry. I'm sorry for the most feeble language. If you really feel sorry for me, you can live a better life and don't worry me, you know?" Staring at her head, Lin Feng still did not blame her half sentence, love is your love I would like to do, no one can blame.

If it's really strange, he only blames himself for sending the invitation to the merchant, which gives Shang Jin Shen an opportunity to take advantage of. If it's not for him, he still cares about his shallow family.

Ji Yan is still holding her head down and choking. The more attitude he has, the more guilty she is.

"Lin Feng, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Slowly squatting on the ground, Ji Yan can't help crying out. Lin Feng's feelings for her are like a mountain. She can't breathe. Her guilt almost drowns her.

He leaned over and hugged her. Lin Feng's hands were so stiff that he didn't know how to move. Finally, he didn't fall down. He had no choice but to smile. That's it.

Let her cry out, all the guilt to cry out, She Ji Yan does not owe him anything, fall in love with a person is a very happy thing.

One is crying and the other is watching silently. Maybe this is the so-called "one thing down one thing".

Looking at the woman sobbing, Lin Feng is in a bad mood. He doesn't even have the right to hold him in his arms.

He grinned bitterly, feeling very bad: This is the most sad, right.

After crying for a long time, Ji Yan's eyes are red and swollen, and Lin Feng's body is stiff.

Breeze swept, wrinkled a pool of spring water, rolled up boundless Xiaoxiao falling wood.

Ji Yan stops sobbing. Her eyes are especially bright after being washed by tears. She remembers that she is crying in front of him like this. She touches the tip of her nose and says softly, "I'm sorry."