Their Intriguing Marriage

The atmosphere in the car was as quiet as usual, and the breathing of the two could almost be heard. Usually, in such an environment, Li Qingning will be a little anxious, but Lan Qing has a leisurely and complacent face.

But today it seems that there is a sudden role change. Lan Qing tried to focus on the documents and reports in his hands for many times, but the existence of that woman, her heavy breath, kept disturbing his thoughts, making him unable to calm down.

He simply spread the pile of papers aside and turned his head to look out of the window. But the woman beside him didn't seem to notice his action. She still sat there quietly with her head down and her eyelashes down. She seemed to be asleep.

He sat upright, looking at the front with dark eyes. From time to time, she looked at Li Qingning sitting there quietly with the light from the corner of her eyes. She seemed to be thinking about something attentively, so that she didn't notice his floating eyes from time to time.

"Cough, why didn't you... Get back to me last night?" His low and magnetic voice sounds a little cold, but with a trace of heat, like a handful of sand that has been exposed to the sun.

But Li Qingning didn't seem to hear what he said. He still sat there quietly, looking like a quiet doll.

He frowned slightly, raised the volume slightly, and called: "Li Qingning?"

Maybe he heard something strange in his voice. The driver's eyes with a little doubt came from the inside rearview mirror. But when he saw the depth of Lan Qing's eyes, he immediately took back his sight and drove attentively.

At the moment, Li Qingning accidentally fell into the swamp of memories. Maybe the space in the car was too narrow and the oxygen was insufficient. She felt that she had some breathing difficulties.

Last night's scenes came to the edge of my mind again uncontrollably, so clear, just like what happened in the last second.

The expression on her face became a little painful, and her hands on her knees clenched into fists.

Looking at her like this, he seemed to have guessed something. He stretched out a hand and quietly covered her hand, tightly wrapping her fist.

In such a beautiful weather, her hand with a trace of cool, let his heart suddenly had an impulse, want to stretch out a hand to hold the woman tightly in his arms.

His palm is dry and warm, so that her heart gradually calms down.

When she completely recovered, she found that she had always been a cold hand, which had been infected with his temperature. She was no longer so pale and had a trace of warmth.

She raised her head, looked at his expressionless but angular side face, with a little confused, and asked, "hmm? Did you just talk to me? "

Lan Qing's throat moved up and down and said in a low voice: "Li Qingning, do you know? You are the first woman to take my words as air. "

He held her hand tightly, like a small, silent punishment.

"Ah? I'm sorry... I was just... Thinking about something... "She turned and hung her head, with some dejection in her voice.

"Those past things, let it go, and never think about it again."

His voice is still flat, but it makes her look a little surprised. She said nothing, but sitting beside him, the man seems to know his mind, like a detector installed in her brain.

She tried her best to squeeze out a smile to make her voice sound less dripping. "Well," she said. Then she looked at him and asked, "what did you just... Tell me?"

Lan Qing never used to repeat his words, but this woman seemed to be sent by God to break all his rules.

He frowned slightly, but still patiently repeated what he had just said, "I said, why didn't you return my message last night?"

He pretended to look out of the window, as if it was an unimportant thing, but actually was waiting for her response.

"Oh... That ah... Yesterday, my mobile phone fell apart in..." she seems to deliberately avoid mentioning that place, which she will see in every nightmare in the future.

He gave a faint "Oh" and turned his head completely. On the surface, he seemed very calm, but on the inside, he was pouring all kinds of emotions.

Thinking of last night's scene, his expression became a little complicated, and he wanted to talk and stop. Thinking of Li Tianhao, a trace of ferocity flashed in his eyes.

At the moment, he suddenly couldn't find a suitable word to break the silence, the quiet atmosphere that he should like, but suddenly made him feel at a loss.

"And I'm here." He didn't know what he was thinking, but he blurted out such a sentence.

After that, there is a subtle factor floating in the air, which is an implicit expression of emotion, but its power is even greater than that of I love you and I miss you. It makes people feel very relieved for a moment, and tells each other that in this lonely world, when she is extremely tired, she still has a shoulder to rely on.

Li Qingning's brain at the moment some confusion, like a pot of boiled dumplings, sticky.

She tried her best to maintain her normal expression, and her lips even had a slight radian, but when she heard Lan Qing's words, her eyes suddenly turned red, and she was knocked down by them.

She didn't know how to respond to his cold and warm confession, and gave a faint "MMM".

But Lan Qing suddenly turned around, blinked his big dark eyes, stretched out his hand, put it on her shoulder through her neck, gently hugged her, and slightly squeezed her shoulder.

His voice was buzzing from his broad chest, like a bass box: "don't think about anything else, I'll always be there."

He changed that sentence to a new sentence pattern and said it again, just like the teacher's repeated words in his student days must be the key point.

Li Qingning leaned gently on his shoulder and nodded.

Soon arrived at the gate of the company, just before the driver stopped the car and got off and opened the door on the other side of Lanqing.

She quickly raised her head against Lan Qing's shoulder and sat upright. She solemnly pushed the door open and got out of the car.

Lan Qing just got out of the car and saw her back. She couldn't help laughing in the bottom of her heart. This woman seems to be still deliberately keeping a distance from him. She really doesn't understand what she is avoiding.

Thinking of this, he seemed to have a lot of fun. He straightened his coat, quickly caught up with her step, grabbed her arm, then walked beside her and said, "why don't you wait for me? Walking so fast? Shouldn't the assistant follow the boss? "