The Beauty of Trial Marriage

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update for a hundred days of trial marriage: the latest chapters from my husband!Ling Qianmo didn't expect that when he fell asleep, he would actually see Ye Zi'an.

At first I thought I was dreaming, so after blinking a few more times, I heard the man's low and evil voice.

"Shuan Qian, seduce me early in the morning?"

It took a long time for Ling Qianmo to react, his face pale, "Why are you here?"

Didn't it mean that there is nothing to say between them?

Tomorrow's disgust in the woman's tone caused the man to twist his heroic eyebrows, and squeezed her white face, "I'm not happy to see me?"

Ling Qianmo turned his head slightly, avoiding his fingers, with a smile on his face, but he could see that it was obviously perfunctory, "How come, Ye Shao shines so brightly, and he is welcome everywhere."

Such a delicate face, the facial features are indescribable, and the big eyes are black and white, which can't accommodate a grain of sand.The smile floating on the face spread all the way, but it was not as good as the bottom of the eyes, and it looked slightly cool.

"Qian Qian, why didn't you tell me about your grandpa?" He looked at her with a shallow smile on her face.

Ling Qianmo said softly, "Ye Shao is bored again, wanting to help the poor people?"

"why did not you tell me?"

"Not why," she shook her head in a cold tone, "you ask, because you think I slept with you a few times, don't you express your inner anxiety? It just so happened that I was short of money recently, and I accidentally owed it. If Ye Shao has a lot of money and can’t find a place to spend, he might as well give me some charity.”

With that, she raised her hand piercing the infusion tube and stretched it out in front of the man.

"Qianqian," Ye Zi'an stared at her face with a gentle smile, her black eyes visibly darkened, "If I ask carefully, you can't answer properly? There is something wrong in your house and you can't cope with it, you can call me. Why do you have to..."

"Am I not looking for you?"

Ye Zi'an stood up, curled his eyebrows and looked at her condescendingly, "Ling Qianmo, please make some sense."

The man’s dark eyes were faintly angry. "You can leave without saying a word. You have never told me about your whereabouts from beginning to end. Shu Hang told me that your grandfather is sick. Come here, what else do you want?"

He asked, what else does she want?!

Ling Qianmo's hands spread out like that, half of his jade-like forearms were exposed to the air, and his breathing was clearly visible.

After a while, the stiff look on the woman's face returned to normal.

Eyelashes drooped, he retracted his hand, his tone was indifferent, "Indeed, Ye Shao has done his best, but I still don't know what is good or bad. So, what else can we say?"

Her tone was so weak that she couldn't even hear annoyance or anger.

But Ye Zi'an keenly caught the sentence-what else can we say.

"Isn't it because I don't chase to Wancheng, you really intend to go back to the bridge and back to the road with me." The man stretched out his hand and easily pinched her face, forcing her to look at himself.

Ling Qianmo's head was turned away by him, and his neck hurt sharply.

She closed her eyes and swallowed the cry of pain, "Is it possible that Ye Shao still wants me to be stalked? I guess Ye Shao doesn't want to make things so ugly."

After that, she closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled, but she refused to open it again.

The delicate face looked calm, with a slight warmth, and the lips were pressed into a line.

In the end, she let go, her chin was already red by him.

"Your grandfather, I sent someone to the high-level ward," the man's low voice suddenly sounded, "you have finished hanging the water and the fever has gone down. If you want to see him, I will take you."

"I can't afford the medical expenses in the senior ward, so let's forget it."

The man's eyes narrowed slightly, his displeasure was already obvious, but he managed to endure his anger, "I have already paid for the medical expenses, and you don't need you..."

"Why, is Shao Ye planning to buy me?"

The ward was silent for a moment, and after a long time, the same faint tone of the man sounded, vaguely impatient, "What do you mean?"

"I have nothing now. The nursing fee in the senior ward is too high. Apart from selling my body, I can't think of how to pay off the debt." Ling Qianmo turned over, and his big black and white eyes met him, lightly mocking.

"Ling, Qian, Mo!"

The man was angry, but the woman only gave him a faint glance, turned around, buried her head in her chest, "Ye Shao, please..."

Before he could finish speaking, one arm stretched out, and the woman's soft body fell into the man's chest.

Ling Qianmo frowned, stretched out his hand and pushed him, "Ye Shao, this is the hospital, please also respect yourself."

In the ward, there was silence for several seconds.

"I haven't slept well for a long time." The man's faint voice sounded.

Ling Qianmo didn't understand what he meant when he said that he was so irrelevant, "If you can't sleep well, go to the doctor, sleeping pills, or psychotherapy."

She is not a medicine, nor a doctor, so she can sleep well by holding her?

"The election for mayor Jiang is ten days away."

"Ye Zi'an, you let me go."

Ling Qianmo struggled to himself, and felt the hands around her waist tighten again.

The man's voice sounded slowly, "Qianqian, I can sleep well only if I hold you."

In a word, Ling Qianmo's soft underbelly was suddenly poked, and she was silent.

Moving his head slightly in the opposite direction, he said lukewarm, "whatever you want!"

Never met a man, so helpless like him.

He was the one who said there was nothing to talk about between them, and he was the one who got angry.

But in the end, he was the one who played the rogue and refused to let go.

Ling Qianmo didn't know how to deal with such a man. She was very annoyed. She didn't want to argue with him meaninglessly, and she didn't want to get along with him like this.

They are neither friends nor lovers. Such a strange way of getting along will only make each other feel awkward.

"Ye Zi'an, holding me like this will press the needle on the back of my hand."

This is obviously an excuse, just to let him go.

Ye Zi'an saw through with a face, and continued to close his eyes, pretending to sleep.

The man's breathing gradually became even, Ling Qianmo stretched out his hand to break, and the man's arm remained motionless.

She was a little annoyed, wishing to rush up to give him a bite, but the man held it so tightly that she couldn't even turn over.

The ward is so narrow, how thick-skinned he needs to be in order to snatch her without incident.

Just when she was so irritable that she couldn't kick the shameless man out of bed, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and the little nurse ran in with excitement.

But when he saw the situation on the bed, he froze in place as if struck by lightning.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." The nurse responded with a blushing apology.

Ling Qianmo was speechless, how could she explain this, and simply changed the subject, "What's the matter?"

After being reminded by her, the little nurse remembered her purpose.

"Miss Ling, your grandpa is awake."