Their Intriguing Marriage

Lan Qing gently put Li Qingning on the bed, picked up the phone to connect the inside line, let the servant bring a cup of honey water, spoon by spoon to feed her.

She drank it cleverly, narrowed her eyes and said with a smile, "it's so sweet."

Looking at her like this, the corner of Lan Qing's mouth also appears a smile.

He gently asked her to lie down on the pillow and cover her with a quilt before he planned to go into the bathroom to take a shower. However, Li Qingning grabbed his hand and said dimly, "don't go. I'm afraid alone."

"I won't go. I'll be right back. Just wait for me." He lowered his head and gave her a kiss on the forehead.

When he came out around the bath towel, Li Qingning had given out even breathing sound.

He gently went to bed, sat beside her, hugged her in his arms, and put his warm breath on his neck, which made him unable to help himself. But he could not do anything to her, so he just held her gently.

When the moonlight outside the window came in, he could vaguely see her face, her long curly eyelashes, like two small fans, gently flapping from time to time, which made him itch.

I don't know when he started. Only when he saw this woman, and only when his eyes fell on her, did he feel really at ease.

These days, the company's affairs give him a headache. Although Lin seems calm on the surface, they are operating secretly, waiting for the opportunity, staring at Lan Qing and LAN's "angel plan".

Lin Jianxiong is a smiling tiger. He has a kind face, but he has a dark ferocity. He doesn't know when he will show his sharp claws.

Thinking of this, he frowned slightly, took a deep breath, and buried his head in her neck. So many troubles seemed to weaken as long as he held her.

She seemed to have a wonderful magic power, so that he could get the peace he wanted in her.

Li Qingning sleeps a little uneasily. He always moves around. It really makes him laugh and cry.

Let her come to the room to wait for him, but secretly drink wine to see how she wakes up to punish her.

When Li Qingning wakes up in the morning, the sunlight outside the window slants in. Li Qingning stretched his body and turned over, but he was startled to see Lan Qing sleeping beside him. Looking around, I was surprised to find myself in his room.

She frowned and rubbed her sore temples, but when she heard his even breathing, she felt relieved.

Slightly side body, looking at his good-looking face, only a few centimeters away from her distance, so close, let her can't help but close to him, in his cheek down gently kiss.

Soft fingers across the lines of his cheek, handsome cool lines, she looked at him contentedly, thinking that if time can stop at this second, even let her die, she would like to.

Later, in her gentle movement, Lan Qing also opened her eyes. He held her in his arms with a smile on his lips. Her face was close to his chest. She closed her eyes and prayed silently that time would pass slowly.

"Li Qingning, who allows you to drink without my permission?" There was a trace of seriousness in his tone, but there was unspeakable doting and heartache in his eyes.

"But it's so lonely to be alone in this room." She raised her head slightly and her long hair fell on his chest.

His heart suddenly softened down, "I will try not to let you alone in the future."

"Did you miss me last night?" There was a hint of Seduction in his tone, and he was a little cautious, afraid to hear the answers he didn't want to hear.

Li Qingning nodded gently, blushed and buried his head in his chest.

He suddenly turned over, pressed her under his body, with a smile of evil spirit on his lips, and said, "I miss you too. Last night I asked you to wait for me to come back, but you didn't obey me. You can't escape this punishment."

Li Qingning slowly felt the change of his body, blushed for a moment, stretched out his hands to cover his face and said: "I'm wrong, I'm wrong, don't punish me."

Lan Qing leaned down, and the fine kiss fell on her. She said gently, "that's not up to you."

Listening to his powerful heartbeat, Li Qingning stretched out a hand to write and draw on his chest, but it seemed that all the words he wrote were his names.

"Lan Qing?" She called his name softly.

"Well?" He replied gently, soft and sweet as marshmallow.

"You say... It would be nice to have such a day all the time. Every day is so simple. There are only people you like in your life, hugging each other, watching sunrise and sunset, watching TV and cooking together..."

With that, he felt as if he was talking about something impossible. He hung his eyelids and laughed that he was too stupid.

Lan Qing just laughed and didn't speak, so she continued to say: "I know, it's a bit silly to think like this, isn't it... You're the president of Lan Shi, how can you..."

Lan Qing raised her hand and scraped her nose. She said with a smile: "what are you thinking about every day

Although she said so, she held her arm tightly. "The days in the future may not be as simple as you said, but no matter what happens, you will not face it alone. I will always be by your side and won't let you be wronged."

He looked down at her eyes, with a gentle smile, warmer than the sunlight coming in from the window, "remember, fool?"

Li Qingning's cold eyes were also stained with a trace of warmth, nodded gently in his arms, and then buried his head deeply in his chest.

"Lan Qing, today is the weekend. Shall I cook for you myself?" She stood up and looked at him as if she had suddenly remembered something.

She still remembers that she once read in a book that to grasp a man's heart, we must first grasp his stomach.

Even if he is a man who has many women and forgets many women, he will never forget a certain dish made by a certain woman.

So that every time he saw this dish and ate a similar taste, he would think that there was such a woman around him.