Mr.Qin is too deep into the love: my wife, I lose!

But he was the light that she could not touch in the dark.

The more the light is, the more humble and insignificant she is. She can only hide in the dark and look up to his existence.

She went back to the room, slammed the door and locked it from the inside.

Looking at the closed door, Qiao Wenyang didn't have the impulse to open the door, but his eyes fell on it and looked at it. In the quiet room, the loneliness became bigger and bigger, and the emptiness in her heart became bigger and bigger.

It seems that a wind is blowing in.

She went in and there was no light in the house.

By the light in the garden, Qiao Wenyang slowly sat in front of the French window, held his knee, put his chin on his knee, and his small figure shrank on the ground. The cold feeling slowly climbed up along the ground.

Let that cold feeling surround you, and the sense of fear swept all over you in an instant.

Qin Shijin... Will he not want to be himself like the man before?

Tell yourself to separate?

Will he hate himself

The relationship between her and Xing Weidong is not what he thought. No, she thinks Qin Shijin is different. Is Qin Shijin actually the same? Do men still mind women's past... Not any men don't mind.

Countless thoughts spread like vines in her mind, which made her panic and fear. Tears flowed more violently unconsciously, shrugged her shoulders, tried to suppress her sadness, and pressed those discomfort down her throat. Holding his arm trembling.

I still want to be alone

***

Sister-in-law Cheng heard them quarreling upstairs. When she came out, she saw Qin Shijin standing in the living room smoking and lowering her head.

She looked up and asked, "did you quarrel?"

"..." Qin Shijin felt that the cigarette on his fingertip was burning to the end. He felt that his fingertip was slightly hot. Qin Shijin pressed the cigarette end out of the ashtray in front of him.

There are four or five cigarette butts in the ashtray, all just finished smoking.

At this moment, he was very upset and wanted to go and knock on the door countless times. However, the door closed tightly, as if it separated the distance between them. It was so close, but it was still separated by a door.

In the face of feelings, in fact, he also has some people who don't know what to do.

Sister-in-law Cheng squinted and saw a bag on the sofa. She walked over and looked inside. "What's this?"

Qin Shijin glanced at the bag with sister-in-law Cheng's voice. It seemed that Qiao Wenyang had just put it there. He was not interested in seeing it. Instead, sister-in-law Cheng happily took it to him and put it in front of him.

"Look, Miss Qiao should have bought it for you?"

“……”

"It's a suit for men. Miss Qiao brought it back. It must have been bought for you." sister-in-law Cheng smiled with deep meaning and pushed his shoulder, "You see how thoughtful Miss Qiao is, and she knows how to buy clothes for you. She's young. You let her more. You can quarrel with her because she has such a good temper. You like to have a cold face on weekdays, so miss Qiao can stand you. Now many girls don't cook in the kitchen. Miss Qiao is very special when she comes back from work every day I'll make soup for you, study the menu, and think you can eat better. "

"Moreover, usually your clothes are also cleaned, ironed and hung in the wardrobe according to your habits."

No wonder.

He felt that his wardrobe had changed a little later.

A dark purple suit.

His suits are also bought with the help of a special life secretary. Most of them are black suits, and most of the clothes are similar, which looks very monotonous.

The suit in the bag is dark purple, and the color doesn't look particularly eye-catching. There is a small ticket in it. After reading the price above, Qin Shijin just swept away his depressed mood at the bottom of his heart.

It doesn't seem to be.

This dress is not expensive for him, and may even be very cheap, but it is already a sky high price for Qiao Wenyang. The woman is reluctant to buy clothes for herself on weekdays, but she buys such expensive clothes for herself?

At least, she spent a lot of time. He just said those words out of jealousy, deep jealousy.

Sister-in-law Cheng put the spare key in front of Qin Shijin and asked him to hurry up.

After smoking, Qin Shijin hesitated a few times or went upstairs.

Qiao Wenyang sat on the cold ground and cried with his knees in his arms. He didn't have much strength. He was very tired. He felt even more tired after crying.

Her throat was sore and her eyes were swollen. She couldn't open them at all. She could barely open a gap. She sat on the ground for too long and wanted to stand up, but she couldn't use her hands and feet at all.

Holding his arm, he finally stood up against the wall, but because the blood did not circulate, his lower body had no strength at all.

She tried to take a step forward, but her feet moved hard forward, and her upper body could move.

However, the lower body can't move at all.

She was totally unconscious about to roll to the ground, and her ankle twisted. She rolled on the ground without image. For a long time, her lower body still didn't feel anything. Instead, she brought down the nearby lamp.

Qin Shijin was still hesitating at the door. Hearing the sound from inside, he opened the door and pushed it in.

The dazzling light suddenly filled the whole room. Qiao Wenyang had just adapted to the darkness. The dazzling light made her subconsciously raise her hand to block her eyes.

Qin Shijin saw the lamp rolling beside her and walked over to hold her. Qiao Wenyang couldn't care to ask him how he came in at this time. He hurriedly said, "lamp..."

"What light do you take care of at this time?" he put the man on the bed and looked down at her feet. "Did you touch anywhere? How do you walk?"

She lowered her head and didn't speak. She drooped her eyelids. Qin Shijin looked up at her. She only saw her head lowered and pushed him, "you go out, I'm going to sleep."

Holding the quilt, she waited for the slight numbness on her feet to slow down. When her feet were more comfortable, Qin Shijin squatted in front of her and didn't move.

She's too lazy to care about him.

Take away his hand and go to the bathroom. Qin Shijin sees that she doesn't talk to herself, licks her lips, stands up and grabs Qiao Wenyang's hand.

I felt flustered for the first time.

Qiao Wenyang's finger tip trembled slightly, and Qin Shijin also said, "sorry, Qiao Wenyang, what I just said didn't mean that..." he thought for a long time, but he still couldn't say those words. However, at the next moment, he hugged Qiao Wenyang's waist from behind.

She pressed her thin body into her arms. The woman in her arms was small and soft. When holding it, the missing piece in her heart seemed to be suddenly filled.

He held the man hard.

Qiao Wenyang didn't move. He felt his heavy body pressing himself and couldn't move.

Qin Shijin felt her cleverness, rubbed her face with the tip of his nose, and breathed warm on her skin.

Qiao Wenyang's eyes were slightly hot. He thought of what he had just said, pushed him away and went to the bathroom. Qin Shijin held the bathroom door before she pushed it on, and saw her swollen and outrageous eyes more clearly.

Strong arms held her waist, put it on the sink, and wiped her face with a towel.

She closed her eyes and her nose was slightly red. Qin Shijin's action became more and more gentle. She touched her eyelids with her hand and spit out a very difficult sentence, "... Don't cry. It's hard for me to see you cry. I don't know how to deceive people."

He really doesn't know how to deceive people.

Qiao Wenyang lowered his head and heard his hoarse and ugly voice. He was close to her. Qin Shijin held her head and his forehead against her forehead. "I see the clothes you bought."

Clearly agreed not to pay attention to him, but when I heard him talking to myself, I couldn't help but disarm and surrender.

"Who said it was for you?" she cried for a long time, and her voice was broken and hoarse.

Qin Shijin laughed when he heard her talking to him. His forehead gently rubbed her forehead. "It's not for me. Who is it for?"

"... it's not you anyway," she said with her eyes closed and her mouth pursed, trying to annoy him.

Qin Shijin felt that his heart was melting.

There is no better person than her.

"It can only be me. In this life, it can only be me." he said holding Qiao Wenyang's face. "I won't talk to you in the future. You're not allowed to lose your temper with me like this. You didn't send me a message when I left for a few days. Instead, you were with Xing Weidong. You didn't make me angry?"

"... didn't you send it to me?" do you have to take the initiative?

Then I felt something was wrong. How could I be like a spoiled child?

Qiao Wenyang's ears are slightly hot and his heart is slightly hot, just like the scorching summer sun shining on his heart.

Qin Shijin was immediately stopped by her words.

"I know. I'll take the initiative in the future."

There was a smile in his throat. He held her finger in his hand, and his voice choked.

Want to get up and kiss her.

Think so and do so.

Qiao Wenyang doesn't know what to tell him now. He's afraid of what will happen.

I didn't want anything to happen under such circumstances. I pushed him out and wanted to take a bath. Now she was so embarrassed that she didn't intend to forgive him so easily.

***

Qin Shijin listened to the sound of water coming from the door. He went back to his room and took a bath. When he came back, Qiao Wenyang came out of the bathroom.

She stood at the door when she saw him in her conservative pajamas.

"Why are you still there?"

Qin Shijin felt that he should say something to her tonight. He was afraid of long dreams.

He reached out to pull Qiao Wenyang over. She had just taken a bath. Her face was pink. He took a hair dryer to dry her hair. Qiao Wenyang sat on the sofa and saw the reflection on the glass.

I don't know how many times I have expected this scene.

Now it's true.

After stopping the movement in his hand, Qin Shijin held her and looked at her with dark eyes. Qiao Wenyang felt that such eyes were too hot and his clothes were untidy. He pushed him, but Qin Shijin was like 502 glue. He didn't loosen it.

"You go back."

A word jumped out of his throat, "don't go back."

Instead, he got up and put Qiao Wenyang on the bed. He also opened the quilt and slept close to her. This time, in a sober state, she was held in his arms.

With her arms around her waist, she seemed to feel her clothes move up.

His burning skin was sticking to his own skin. Qiao Wenyang was afraid, "get up... Qin Shijin, don't mess around..."

Still thinking of what she just said, she felt she didn't dare to take that step again.