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 want to be entangled with Xia Xueying. The two slaps and quarrel just now attracted the attention of many passers-by, and she didn't want to be watched.

As soon as she turned around, her arm was grabbed, and she subconsciously wanted to wave her hand away.

"what……"

There was a sudden scream behind him, with a piercing feeling.

Ling Qianmo turned her head and saw Xia Xueying lying under the street lamp on one side, blood oozing from her forehead.

Is her strength so strong that she can throw people away with a single wave?

The crowd onlookers didn't know the issue of strength. They only saw her wave her hand away, and then Xia Xueying ran into the street lamp, so she looked at her like a vicious "third party."

Taking someone's job is a kind of third party.

Several passers-by had already asked about Xia Xueying's situation, Ling Qianmo frowned, and was also going to take a look.

Although it wasn't her fault, but Xia Xueying was so injured, it's better to see a doctor first.

As a result, she had just approached and was about to look, when she was suddenly pushed aside by a great force.Ling Qianmo was caught off guard, and his high heels fell to the ground.

The palms and arms rubbed on the uneven ground, painful.

After looking back, she saw Xia Xueying had been beaten up by a man and walked quickly to the parking lot on the other side.

The man only left her with a long back, a navy blue ironed suit without any wrinkles, short hair, and an inverted triangular figure exuding an invisible chill.

Ling Qianmo was stunned for a while, forgetting to stand up.

When finally someone in the crowd couldn't see it, he stepped forward and asked her, "Girl, are you okay?"

"No...nothing." Waking up, Ling Qianmo smiled and stood up.

The ankle was twisted a bit, but it was not serious, and the palms and arms were a bit slippery, even if the sleeves were not rolled up, she could guess that it must be broken.

It is said that first love is unforgettable, but it is really... unforgettable!

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When Ye Zi'an came home, he just opened the door and saw Ling Qianmo, who had changed into casual clothes, sitting on the sofa, bending his right leg, holding an ice bag in his hand, and applying his ankle.

Ye Zi'an hung the taken off coat on the coat hook on the side, walked quickly to her, squatted down, "What's the matter?"

The navy blue suit, white shirt, Yushu looks like wind.

"It was accidentally twisted." Ling Qianmo looked up and answered casually.

The man's eyebrows frowned immediately, "I went to the face and tried it, but I can't get my feet. You let me tell you what is good."

Ling Qianmo took a deep look at him, her face calm, she couldn't see any emotions, "I'm so frizzy, but I'm actually quite different from Mrs. Ye in your mind, right?"

The temper that she has forbeared for so many years makes her look gentle, but she is also indifferent to everyone, not too eager.

When she was studying, her beauty was not worse than that of Xia Xueying, but there were fewer suitors than her.

She couldn't do it after all, as Xia Xueying exuded a kind of obedient little woman from her bones.

"Where else is there any injury?" The man frowned, reaching for the ice bag in her hand.

Ling Qianmo avoided subconsciously and twisted, "No more."

"Give it to me." The tone was calm and unhappy, and his big hand stretched out again.

Ling Qianmo wanted to hide, but couldn't avoid it. He caught him straight, frowned slightly, and took a low breath.

The man's eyebrows were knotted severely, and he opened his hand to look at her. There was a red mark on the palm of her palm, and the skin was bleeding in many places.

I can see that it has been processed, but the processing is a bit rough.

When she thought that she was holding the ice pack with such a hand just now, Ye Zi'an's handsome face was immediately chilled, "Didn't it mean it was not hurt?!"

"It's just a little broken, it's not an injury." Ling Qianmo wanted to pull her hand back, but the man refused. She pursed her lower lip. Seeing his firm attitude, she stopped struggling.

In fact, many times, she thought that Ye Zi'an might like her, and perhaps a little bit more than she liked.

If she worked hard, maybe this man could fall in love with her.

but……

Looking across the coat hook, the restless mood gradually calmed down, and the man found the medicine kit to treat her wounds again, and then put her feet on.

Her eyes were a little wet, so she closed her eyes and leaned on the sofa.

During this period of time, she was too tired to deal with Ye Zi'an, rushing to find a job, and trying to suppress her emotions...

After bandaging the palm, watching her ankle redness dissipate slightly, the man raised his head. He accidentally saw the water stain on her face and squinted slightly.

Is she crying?!

Because of the pain, or something else?

Ye Zi'an looked at her sleeping face and stretched out his hand to hug her back to the bedroom to rest.

During this period of time, she always went out early and returned late. No matter what he tossed to the extreme at night, she always got up from the starting point of the thunderous.

He was still angry at first, deliberately tossing a little longer, who knew that even if she didn't sleep the next day, she would still go out to find a job.

Then, he gradually slowed down the frequency, but she was still gradually losing weight, so he simply bought the Seth Group.

As soon as he moved, she woke up and opened her eyes in a daze. After seeing who it was, the expression on her face was indescribable.

It seems to be very repulsive, and somewhat helpless.

Ye Zi'an's face turned black, and he hugged her towards the bedroom.

Seeing the man's direction clearly, Ling Qianmo's nerves tightened for a moment, struggling in his arms, "Ye Zi'an, I am very tired today and don't want to do it."

Women’s words make the man’s face darker in an instant.

He takes her into the bedroom, is there no other possibility other than sex?!

"If you are tired, go to bed for a while, and you will wake up to eat."

Not what he thought, Ling Qianmo's body softened a little, and his voice was vaguely said in his arms, "I ate lunch late, and I don’t want to eat dinner anymore. Just leave it alone, let me sleep for a while. Right."

How could Ye Zi'an agree and threw the person onto the bed.

What burst into it was a startled Ling Qianmo's jump, and his originally confused head became sober in an instant.

"Ye Zi'an, why are you crazy?" The woman was like a cat with blown up hair, sitting on the bed unusually angry.

The accusation in the voice was even disgusting, without concealing it.

Ye Zi'an's dark eyes narrowed, and he stared at her face motionlessly, "I just want to ask, what are you going crazy?"

During this period of time, he was indifferent to him, not much better than strangers.Even if he slept on a bed, even if he didn't refuse some of his intimate actions, he could not realize her sincere intentions.

"I'm also an adult, can't I even make my own decisions about whether to eat or not?!" The accumulated emotions burst out in an instant, and the expression is so cold that it can even be called indifferent, "If you think I am going crazy, I Don't mind being a little crazier."