Their Intriguing Marriage

After experiencing the beach BBQ of the enthusiastic aborigines, Li Qingning leans against Lan Qing and returns to the villa.

The bedroom facing the sea was elaborately decorated at some time. Everywhere in the room, there are candles emitting sweet fragrance. The flickering light of the candles makes the whole room a warm yellow, which makes the atmosphere especially ambiguous.

The round bed is filled with love made of red roses, which exudes the intoxicating aroma of love.

"Wait for me." Lan Qing leaned down and whispered in her ear. The warm breath sprayed on her face and neck, which made her body tremble slightly.

In the dim light, the sharp lines on his face became soft.

Then he turned and left.

Li Qingning turned around in the same place, and fell to the ground. The slight sea breeze blowing in from the window gently swayed the candlelight in the house, and stroked her face at the same time.

At first, she was still pacing the room strangely, but soon the tiredness of the whole day came upon her. She lay beside the love made of roses, trying to support her eyelids and wait for Lan Qing.

When she saw the almost naked Lanqing who just walked in with a narrow towel around her waist, although they already had a relationship, she still couldn't help but blush.

She has to admit that Lan Qing is the most handsome and straight man she has ever seen, although she has only seen such a man with such a red / naked body.

His well-defined body still has no dry drops, broad chest and obvious abdominal muscles, which are particularly attractive in the candlelight.

His eyes were full of laughter, like brewing a bigger prank. When she looked at herself, she pulled off the towel at her waist.

Li Qingning just stares at Lan Qing wearing only triangle tight underwear, forgetting to breathe for a moment.

He walked slowly to the bed, leaned down, gently lay on her side, stretched out his arm and put her in his arms.

The air was filled with the fragrance of his bath and the strong smell of androgens that pervaded the room.

She blushed and lowered her eyes.

"Enough of that?" He leaned close to her ear and asked in a low voice, with a hint of temptation and perplexity in his voice.

But Li Qingning in his arms was silent and moved, burying his whole face in his good smelling chest. The heat she exhaled, as well as the soft, itchy touch of her hair, all stirred his sensitive nerves. Soon, his breathing began to become hot and dry, with a touch of passion / desire.

He bowed his head, and the warm kiss fell on her delicate skin, kindling her excitement, passion, desire and hope.

In such a romantic and warm place, Li Qingning seems to have forgotten the people and things that are pressing on his mind like similar big stones, the words that Gu Feier said with a smile, and Li Tianhao's violent and absurd face.

The rest is the tenderness and love of the man around him, and the clear world.

All night long, they only had each other in their eyes. In the warm and romantic sea view villa, they chanted constantly, and even the seagulls on the beach blushed.

But life is never a series, it will not be in a romantic moment so sensational music suddenly stopped.

It won't let the heroine excitedly respond when the male protagonist confesses, and then the two people will live a happy life from then on.

It will not just knock over a cup of honey when it needs affection and honey.

It always has a plot that can't be guessed.

And the God who created it, who played the role of playwright with a bad face.

They are enjoying the blue sea and blue sky in Maldives, but many domestic media have already exploded the pot. Many reporters are waiting outside the villa area day and night, holding up their cameras all the time, and dare not relax at all.

At the same time, there were a lot of reporters at LAN's door, which was no less than the scandal of Li Qingning at that time.

But as far away as Maldives, they have no idea about it and are still immersed in the sweet world of each other.

When Lan Qing heard the situation in China from Li Lin's phone call, even though he was always shocked, he was already dazzled by anger.

What he can never tolerate is to do something behind his back that he thinks is extremely clever, but in fact is extremely stupid.

In a very short time, the expression on his face became cold and heartless again. Coldly to the phone Li Lin said: "you deal with it first, use various means to negotiate with those media, press down the news, I will go back to deal with it immediately." Then he hung up.

It turns out that during the period when he left the country, Gu fei'er and her children were not idle at all. With her own efforts, Gu fei'er set off an uproar in the domestic media.

Although she chose to remain silent in front of the media, silent, no response, a full look of the same victim. But after all these years, how could he not understand that woman?

He didn't have to think about it. He could guess what Gu Feier was doing behind the news.

"What's the matter?" Li Qingning came out of the bathroom, wiped his wet hair with a soft towel, and looked at his cloudy face doubtfully.

He adjusted his breath, pressed down the anger that had just risen in his heart, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He stood up from the sofa quietly, went to her, took the towel in her hand and rubbed it gently on her head.

"It's nothing. I have to go back and deal with some domestic affairs. You just wait for me here, OK?" There was a trace of caution in his voice.

"I don't want it." Li Qingning holds his wrist, which is wiping his hair. "No matter where I go, I will be with you. What if you leave me here forever?"

She pouted her little lips and looked puffy.

"Well, you." Lan Qing shook his head with a smile and said that he bent down and quickly printed a kiss on her lips. Then he held her in his arms and gently put his chin on her head.

"Qingning, something happened in China, but you just need to remember that no matter what happens, I will be by your side and protect you. Just believe me, OK?"

She nodded gently, but suddenly she had a great sense of foreboding.

If life is a high tide series, then there should be very tragic music slowly emerging from the picture, such as Beethoven's symphony of fate.

Most of all, the exciting and close melody is not enough to describe Li Qingning's experience one after another.