Their Intriguing Marriage

In her dream, she also saw Gu fei'er's complacent expression in her last eyes, as if she had foreseen the result. When she looked at herself, she still had a kind of superior pity and swagger in her eyes. But when Lan Qing looked down at her, her expression immediately returned to the usual softness.

He took her and left without saying a word. Their backs disappeared in the boundless darkness, in her sight and at the end of his world. And she herself, like an invisible hand, was dragged into the rolling red tongue of fire.

"Ah", Li Qingning opened her eyes. Her face looked a little pale, and her temples were even sweating, but she was cold all over.

"What's the matter?" Lan Qing parked the car on the side of the road, stretched out his slender fingers and stroked her face gently, with concern in his eyes.

She licked her dry lips and said, "it's OK. I fell asleep."

Her voice is very light. She takes her eyes away from his face, hiding the worry that she will run out of her eyes if she is not careful.

Lan Qing reached out and rubbed her head, saying, "you must be too tired."

The villa area at night reveals a kind of uneasy tranquility. In the past, Li Qingning enjoyed such silence, but now she was afraid of such silence. She was afraid that Lan Qing would disappear in such quiet darkness as soon as she woke up.

She lay quietly beside Lan Qing, listening to his even breathing, but couldn't sleep.

After returning home the whole afternoon, he did not go anywhere, so quietly at her side.

"You just stay at home these days and don't go anywhere. Don't you like design? Just stay at home these days and study your pile of paintings. " As he said this, he came up to her, put his hands around her from behind and buried his face in her neck.

Li Qingning's stomach is like a fire, and many thorny vines grow in her body. She clearly felt that guffield and the child gradually formed a solid gap between them, but they chose to turn a blind eye and avoid talking.

This kind of feeling is like a thick and hard thorn in their body, but they all pretend that nothing happened. Even when they look at each other, they have to give each other a natural smile.

She responded with an effort to pretend to be relaxed: "why, are you afraid I'll be embarrassed to meet your old lover again?" But as soon as she said it, she regretted it, because the man behind her suddenly became silent, and there was only a strong breath in his ear.

After a long time, he began to respond: "well, I don't want you to be sad, little girl. Don't worry, I'll deal with it. You can stay with me at ease."

She nodded gently and put out her hand over the one he had put around her waist.

The night outside the window became deeper, even the twinkling stars were dark, like a light bulb pulled out, and she went to sleep. However, Li Qingning was still awake. She looked at her eyes outside the window, and she didn't know when they were wet. A tear rolled out suddenly.

I don't know why, she lies beside Lan Qing, and has a guilty feeling of being guilty. In her mind once again appeared the face of Gu Feier. She was so elegant and beautiful, alone, with a child. Now she was lying beside the father of the child in the main hall, but she had to pretend that nothing had happened, and she was accepting the protection of the man beside her.

She even in such a late night suddenly want to understand, why, so many years, Lan Qing still can't forget that woman, why after so many years, he was drunk, mouth call or that woman's name.

It turned out that there was such a deep connection between them. She knew that the child would always be the link and bridge between Gu fei'er and him. She could never find a place of her own in such a connection.

Yes, Li Qingning is very frank with her heart at the moment. She is still concerned about that night. How can a woman like her accept the slightest impurity in her feelings?

Her breath became a little thick, and Lan Qing seemed to feel her abnormality and opened her eyes in the dark. But he didn't say anything. He slowly raised his arm and hugged her shoulder. The strength in his hand became stronger and stronger, as if he wanted to rub the woman into his body.

A tsunami of sour, all her reason and calm, the impact of the rout.

"Lan Qing, I don't think I should do this. It's unfair to her and the child." She said faintly, but seemed to have exhausted all her strength.

She had some expectations, but she was extremely afraid. His answer was very good.

After a while, she felt the buzzing vibration in his chest, and he said, "what about me? Qingning, I love you. If you leave, is that fair to me? "

The moonlight came in from the window and enveloped their hugging bodies, gentle and compassionate, with the power of tranquility.

When I wake up in the morning, Li Qingning rubs the swollen eyes that I cried last night, and sees that Lan Qing is gone. She went out of the bedroom and looked into the living room, where he was not.

So I had to drag my body lazily, throw myself on the sofa in a daze, waiting for my body to wake up from last night's long and turbid dream and mind.

At this time, the housekeeper came to her and said respectfully, "madam, sir told me to watch you have breakfast."

Her body was a little heavy, and she felt a little confused. She raised her hand, rubbed her head, and said, "where's sir?"

As soon as she asked, she was startled by the idea in her mind, because when she asked where Lan Qing was going, she thought of Gu fei'er's face.

"Sir has gone to the company." The energetic voice of the housekeeper sounded in her ear, which made her feel a little relieved. But then he came, but he could not help laughing bitterly in his heart. Where he went and who he met, could he still manage?

She casually ate a few delicate breakfast on the kitchen table, but it was tasteless. Lan Qing was not around, and she seemed to be absent-minded.

She never knew that she had such a deep dependence on the man. When she couldn't see him, her mind was full of the man's face, his voice and everything.

This makes her feel a little afraid. Dependence is the most powerful poison in the world. She knows this well.