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 was taken aback by her sudden thought. She was really crazy, and she had such a ridiculous thought.

"What to eat?"

Suddenly handing it to the menu in front of him, Ling Qianmo almost jumped with fright.After recovering, I found that I was already sitting on a chair in the dining room, and looking at the obsessive gaze of the opposite man, he took the menu with some guilty conscience and blocked his face.

The waiter brought two cups, filled them with tea, and stood by waiting for them to order.

Ling Qianmo ordered a few dishes casually, and when he looked up to Ye Zi'an a weird expression, "What's wrong? Is there something you can't eat?"

"Ling Qianmo, do I look poor?" Ye Zi'an looked at her questioningly.

Ling Qianmo shook his head. He was covered with the latest items from Paris Fashion Week, and anyone with long eyes could tell whether he was poor or not.

The man's face was a little ugly, "Or did you suddenly change to a vegetarian diet?"

She has always been nonchalant about meat and vegetables, and she still enjoyed the sweet and sour pork ribs he made last night?!

It was strange that this person was getting more and more eloquent in how he spoke, and the waiter cautiously reminded him, "Miss, you ordered three dishes are all vegetarian, do you want to change to a meat dish?"

Ling Qianmo, "..."

Feelings He just made a series of inexplicable complaints, click here.

"Let this gentleman come!" Ling Qianmo simply kicked the ball back.

She has a phobia of choice, and it would be unreliable for her to order.It was just to cover up the embarrassment, who knew it was even more embarrassing.

The man quickly ordered several dishes, but he was still anxious that she could not eat spicy food, the dishes were relatively light.

"Actually, the two of us can't eat so many things." This person ordered seven or eight dishes, where did they finish eating.

Ye Zi'an frowned, "I've ordered it!"

I don't know why, Ling Qianmo suddenly gave birth to a kind. This man had the illusion that he ordered so many dishes to prove to her that he was not poor.

After a while, the dishes that looked good were brought to the table.A small square table was immediately full.

The waiter stared at Ye Zi'an, smiling brightly, "Sir, please take your time."

Ye Zi'an took some chopsticks and put some into the bowl for her. Ling Qianmo glanced at him. He couldn't say the rejection under his stern eyes, so he could only take the chopsticks and lower his head to start eating.

She was thinking about how to get rid of this person, so she was absent-minded to eat, and the food was tasteless.

Although she kept bowing her head to eat vegetables, she still felt that the man opposite was watching her, the feeling of being stared at her was really strange.

Sure enough, when he raised his head, he happened to collide with the man's eyes.

"Ye Zi'an, let's talk about it." She didn't know how to speak in a roundabout way, so she simply went straight in, "What can you do to let me go?"

Ye Zi'an suddenly stretched out his hand, Ling Qianmo was startled, thinking that he was so angry that he would do something to himself, and reflexively ducked back.

The man's well-knotted fingers landed on her cheeks, gently pinning the hair that fell from her ears behind her ears.His movements were a bit clumsy, but unexpectedly gentle.

Ling Qianmo stunned, the man had calmly finished the action and collected it, and said softly, "Why don't we talk about it, what on earth do you want to agree to marry me?"

The light outside the window began to dim, and the neon lights on the street began to light up one by one, extinguishing in the night, flickering romance.

But Ling Qianmo felt annoyed, "Why must it be me?"

"Why can't it be me?!" Ye Zi'an asked back.

Because you are not Xiang Heng!

The rebuttal words almost blurted out, but Ling Qianmo was shocked to hold back, a tingling of pain arose between his lips and teeth, Xing's eyes dimmed instantly.

Ye Zi'an lowered his eyes, as if he hadn't seen her loneliness, and said lightly, "Ling Qianmo, did you never plan to get to know me?"

"..." Can she say that she really planned to do that, because she always felt that there shouldn't be any intersection between the two.

Seeing her through, Ye Zian's lips curled up with a sneer, "You gave Xiang Heng an eight-year period, do you plan to give him another eight-year period?"

"I didn't..." Halfway through the retort, he suddenly woke up and stared at the man opposite.

Ye Zi'an looked at her, and the corners of his lips rose slightly, "If this is the case, why can't you give it a try?"

Ling Qianmo blinked, lowered his eyes and said nothing.

"Forget about that inexplicable night, just treat me as a man who simply pursues you, try to get to know me and get along with me." The man's voice was soft, and his words were full of unspeakable temptation, "If you haven't tried it, you can say no. Appropriate, this kind of remarks cannot be a reason to reject me. So Ling Qianmo, if you really don’t want to marry me, use actual actions to prove to me that I am not worth it."

Her words made her unable to refute, Ling Qianmo's eyes widened, looking at the man's facial features under the halo, she was rather helpless.

She did not intend to give Xiang Heng another eight years. She couldn't afford it and was very tired. Even without today's dispute, there would be no other possibility between her and Xiang Heng.

In that case, if you try with Ye Zi'an, or try another man, there is no difference, anyway, she will get married anyway.

Moreover, she already has a skin relationship with Ye Zi'an. Although the relationship is awkward, she is actually closer than other stranger men.

Why not, just give it a try.

Before the meal was finished, it was raining steadily outside the window.

It rains infrequently in Spring City. Even if it does, it is not too heavy. The fine and dense rain is entangled like a lingering lover. It is not so intense, but hard to ignore.

Ye Zi'an paid the bill and said to her before getting up, "Wait for me at the door, I'll go drive."

Ling Qianmo followed the man and walked to the entrance of the restaurant, watching the man rushing into the rain, his black leather shoes stepped on the pavement with water, and brown water droplets mixed with dust splashed and hit the trousers of his suit.

The parking place was not far away, so the man quickly arrived at the place, opened the door and started the car to the street in front of her to stop.

Ling Qianmo was about to come, Ye Zi'an had already rolled down the car window and said to her, "Wait a minute."

Ling Qianmo was stunned, watching the man open the door and get out of the car, took out an umbrella from the trunk and opened it, walked to her, "Let's go."

His voice was very soft, like a feather, falling in Ling Qianmo's heart, making some warm itches.

She licked her lips, walked under his umbrella, and said, "Thank you!"

Under the black umbrella, the man's thin lips, which were originally cold, suddenly raised a silent smile.