The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

Zhao Qitao's voice is deep, thick and full of magnetism. Speaking of French, it's particularly pleasant to hear. It is in this environment that Liu simian unconsciously fell asleep.

After Zhao Qitao confirmed that she was asleep, he hung up the phone.

It was already more than two o'clock in the morning. Lying alone in the hotel bed, I didn't feel sleepy at all.

Simply got up, stood in front of the window, looked at the beautiful night scene, and touched the ring on the ring finger of his right hand.

After receiving the certificate that day, the two men passed a jewelry store on their way to dinner. Liu Sitian told him to wait for a moment. When he came out again, he had this pair of rings in his hand.

"Since you are married, you can't live without a ring." Liu Sitian reached out and put a pair of rings on her hand.

Zhao Qitao smiled and put it on her. "Shouldn't men do things like rings?"

"Wait for our wedding," Liu Sitian smiled and stretched out his right hand. "This pair of rings can help you block the peach blossom, and you don't have to bring them every day."

Because it's a hidden marriage, wearing a ring is not good, but it's OK for a ring.

The famous grass has its owner.

Zhao Qitao smiled. He hadn't taken it off since the day he put on the ring.

Instead, she found a chain and put the ring around her neck.

In fact, Liu Sitian valued their feelings and marriage more than he did.

The next night, when Liu Sitian got off work, Zhao Qitao started a reception here.

"Then you are busy." Liu Sitian said on the phone, "drink less wine and don't smoke."

He is very busy smoking.

Liu Sitian stipulated that he should smoke two cigarettes at most every day.

"OK, I see." Zhao Qitao flicked the cigarette end in his hand. After thinking for a while, he snuffed it out.

"Tao Zi?" Someone nearby shouted.

Zhao Qitao looks back.

"It's really you. I thought I saw the wrong person." Fang Qin, dressed in a sapphire blue dress, came over with a smile, "when did you come here?"

"Well, it's been two days." Zhao Qitao is dark and light.

"When will you leave?" Fang Qin was also used to his appearance and continued to ask him with a smile.

"The day after tomorrow." Zhao Qitao didn't say much. He put his hands on the guardrail and didn't know what he was thinking when looking at the distance.

Fang Qin saw the ring on the ring finger of his left hand at once.

My heart hurt, but then she ignored it.

"It's such a coincidence that I'm also on the plane the day after tomorrow. Maybe we'll still be on the same flight." Fang Qin smiled and looked at him, "Tao Zi, how many years have we not seen each other?"

After breaking up that year, she went abroad, and he seemed to have joined the army. In short, there was no news anymore.

"You are so cruel." Fang Qin said faintly, "have you never contacted me for so many years?"

"Why contact you?" Zhao Qitao glanced at her and said.

Fang Qin choked.

He covered up the past again and pushed his shoulder with an angry smile, "what? You can't be friends after breaking up?"

Zhao Qitao pulled out a cold smile.

For him, there are many kinds of friends, but now he is too lazy to explain anything to her.

There is no need to say too much.

It makes no sense.

But I didn't know that in Fang Qin's eyes, it was Zhao Qitao who had not come out and still had lingering feelings for her, otherwise it wouldn't be so bitter.

Looking at the back of Zhao Qitao leaving, Fang Qin showed an expression of potential.

This man, she began to regret after breaking up, but at that time, she was too proud and had been waiting for him to turn back. Who knew that so many years had passed.

But now, she will get him back.