Their Intriguing Marriage

The night is getting darker, but Lan Qing standing in front of the window is more and more sober, and her eyes are flashing with a complex light that people can't understand.

The feeling a few years ago, leaving only hate, but that kind of warmth, but it seems to have long forgotten, become remote, he even forgot, between lovers hand in hand hugs and kisses is what kind of feeling.

Li Qingning is like a little sheep who suddenly intrudes into his dangerous world. She is so different. She is always clumsy, but she always looks stubborn. The pride in her eyes seems that nothing can defeat her, and she always thinks of others.

That woman, like a light, shines into her originally dark world and dispels the clouds in his heart.

It seems that all the women in the world are the same. When they see him, their eyes are shining and they rush forward. Everyone wants to stand beside him and climb up to his bed, but this woman is the only one who wants to escape from him.

Maybe she is a gift from God. Maybe she is the unique existence in his world. How can he let her escape easily?

Then, try again. Maybe this time, the result will be good.

Thinking like this, Lan Qing's face appeared a smile again.

On this night, his face was first sunny, then cloudy, and then full of smiles, looking like a complete psycho. He was so abnormal that he didn't even realize it.

When he woke up the next morning, he got up from the bed and went straight to Li Qingning's room, regardless of his messy hair and his nightgown.

He didn't knock at the door, but pushed open her door.

The woman was still lying there quietly, keeping the position of putting her on the bed the night before. She looked so quiet that she was almost clever, and asked him to gently raise the corner of his mouth.

Recently, he seems to smile easily.

He opened the curtain in front of a side window, so the bright sunshine poured down and generously wrapped Li Qingning's body.

She frowned and subconsciously put her hand in front of her eyes. Then she slowly opened her eyes, sat up and rubbed the headache caused by the hangover with her hand. Then she noticed Lan Qing standing by her bed in her nightgown.

"Why are you... Here?"

She continued to lower her head and draw circles on her temples. Then she looked around. Suddenly, she remembered the last moment of consciousness last night. There was a lot of noise around her. She was surrounded by people.

But now look around. When did she go home?

"Why am I here?"

Lan Qing pretended to look at her indifferently, with no expression on her face as usual, and said faintly: "you, a woman, dare to drink so much wine at night. Are you testing the self-control ability of those men in the nightclub? What's that like? "

She bowed her head and muttered, "what do I do have anything to do with you..."

When he stepped forward, his tall figure almost covered her body, forming a huge sense of oppression. He asked in a deep voice, "what did you say?"

"Nothing..." Li Qingning said low.

Lan Qing continued to blame her and said, "do you know how dangerous it was last night? Do you know that you almost..."

He swallowed saliva, still did not say anything, such a thing, she did not need to know.

His voice was a little weak down, "almost sleep on the road."

"Oh." She answered softly and raised her head again to his eyes.

"I have something to say to you." Two people said it at the same time.

Lan Qing's face had a rare expression of embarrassment. He turned and walked to the sofa and sat down, "you say it first."

Li Qingning hesitated for a moment, and his face was so serious that he seemed to announce a very formal thing. Even Lan Qing could not help but feel nervous after seeing her expression.

"Last night, I dreamed of the scene of the night when I was shot. It's very real. I remember you said to me that as long as I wake up, you can agree to terminate the contract ahead of time and let me go. Did you say that to me that night?"

She looked at him with deep expectation in her eyes.

"No The light in his eyes quickly darkened down, and the cold eyes let her down a little.

Her face broke down quickly, gave a faint "Oh", then looked up at him and asked, "what do you want to say to me?"

He stood up and said in a cold voice, "nothing." Then he turned and walked out of the room.

Li Qingning looked at his back and said to himself with a puzzled face: "what have I done to provoke him? This man is really strange."

Then she shook her head, and the next second a surge of pain came, which made her hold her head and grin.

The housekeeper who came to deliver her breakfast bumped into Lan Qing head-on. His face didn't look very good. It was totally different from that of last night. His thin lips were tightly pressed together, and there was a slight knot in the middle of his brow. His eyes were sharp.

The housekeeper was surprised and hurriedly stepped aside.

Lan Qing glanced at him from the corner of his eye and went into his room.

He quickly went to the wine cabinet, poured a glass of wine and poured it down. Then he put out the intense emotion that was about to tear him up.

I don't know why, when she mentioned to leave ahead of time, his heart suddenly tightly pulled up, as if by the net in a thin airtight net, let him can't breathe.

When she talked about this, the expectation in her eyes was more like a kind of fire, which ignited the black flame in his eyes.

Did she just want to get away from him?

He heavily put the cup on the table, and his eyes became sharper and sharper, impossible, impossible.

So the day returned to the original appearance, Li Qingning looked at Lan Qing's eyes, holding his tail carefully.

And he, is still that always expressionless, cold eyes, sparing words of him.

Sometimes, seeing him like this, her heart will be a little lost.

When she put the coffee in front of him and he didn't lift his eyelids, when he gave her only a few words of instructions in the MSN conversation.

In many times, she suddenly miss that time, that some abnormal Lan Qing.

However, whenever she thinks like this, she will always have a bitter smile on her face. Why does a person like him treat himself well all the time? Even if he once blocked a small bullet for him, what can he do?

Those days of care, as well as those unreasonable gentle, but his whim just, and she actually will seriously?

She couldn't help laughing at how she could be so stupid and naive.

She began to work nonstop again, running around all day, and often it was time to get off work before her butt touched the chair.

Then go home dejected, continue to face that like a piece of white paper, no temperature and expression of Lan Qing.

Such a day, like a year, makes her very tired.

If it wasn't for Li Tianhao's sudden phone call that broke such a busy calm, maybe she would have spent the past three years like this and left quietly.