Their Intriguing Marriage

Li Qingning with a little reluctant to look back, but it is such a look, but it seems to see that she thought, familiar figure.

She thought that she was too nostalgic and had hallucinations, but when she raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, she found that the man was still running anxiously in the waiting room hall. With anxiety on his face, he kept looking around, as if looking for something.

"What's the matter?" As if aware of her strange, AI Che turned to look at her eyes flustered evasive, a face puzzled asked.

In front of her, the woman seemed to bury her head in her chest. She tried to keep her head down and said in a low voice, "it's OK. Maybe it's because she's going to leave the city where she has lived for so many years, and she can't bear it all at once."

I don't know why, just in the heart clearly have expectations, hope that the man so appear in front of their own eyes, miss in her chest continue deafening.

But when he really suddenly appeared in front of her, she couldn't wait to hide from him. She really didn't want to fall into endless love and hate.

Women sometimes exist in contradiction.

"Li Qingning!"

When it was their turn, just as AIChE handed the ticket and passport to the security inspector, Lan Qing's voice came from behind. His voice was full of anxiety and urgency. Then, he kept pushing away the crowd and running towards her.

His voice seems to have a kind of magic, let her foot meal, legs are like pouring lead, unable to move, her whole person is so stiff there, but she is not willing to turn back to face the man he is thinking about.

AIChE turned, looked down at her and asked softly, "do you really want to go? Or... If you want to stay, it's up to you. "

She lowered her eyes, bit her lips and whispered, "I don't want to live such a frightening life any more."

"Good." AI Che nodded to her, crossed her and walked out of the security team, blocking Lan Qing who was about to rush to her side.

"Get out of the way." Lan Qing looking at block in front of AI Che, can't help eyebrow deep lock, tone in addition to anxious and impatient.

No one ever dared to stand in front of him.

"What if I say no?" AI Che lips with a smile, eyes with a full of uninhibited, which in Lan Qing's view, is undoubtedly a provocation.

His cold eyes, like glass beads, stared at him and said coldly, "I think you're looking for death." Then he reached out to push him away.

But AI Che's body flashed and blocked his way. He said faintly, "Li Qingning doesn't want to see you. Why do you have to do this?"

Li Qingning looks up at this side behind him. After he looks at Lan Qing, he quickly takes his eyes back and looks away as if nothing happened.

"It's between our husband and wife. It's none of your business." Lan Qing's vision has been falling on Li Qingning's body, and his breath is covered with cold.

"Husband and wife?" AI Che seems to have heard something funny, "Mr. LAN, how come I haven't heard of any husband who would ignore his wife's nearly being killed in a car accident? And which husband, behind his wife's back, quietly gave birth to a child with his ex? "

His lips always with that kind of faint smile, looks very charming, but the tone is like with a whizzing cold arrow, shooting at Lan Qing.

The knot on Lan Qing's brow became deeper and deeper, and the impatience in his eyes became more and more intense. He raised AI Che's collar and threatened: "what qualifications do you have to come to my family? I warn you, you'd better get out of my way now, otherwise, I'll let you and your family disappear in this city tomorrow. "

There was a trace of scarlet in his eyes, with the ruthlessness of the decision to kill, worthy of LAN Jiu.

AIChE nodded with a smile, put out his fist, and with all his strength, swung it hard at his handsome and indifferent face.

Lan Qing is hit by this unexpected fist to stagger, and falls to sit on the smooth floor.

He sat up slowly, and the sweet smell of blood gradually spread in his mouth. He looked up at Ai Che with a murderous look in his eyes. The hand that had just wiped his cheek was still clenched to his side, and looked down at him like this.

"Lan Shao, I gave this blow for Li Qingning. I know that with the power of LAN Jiu, it's not impossible for our family to disappear overnight. But I, AIChE, have never been a kind of snob. I only do what I think is right. As for what you want, just come AIChE didn't mean to give in at all. The line of his chin was a bit arrogant.

Lan Qing raised his head, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, nodded with a smile, and said in a low voice: "very good... Today I will help your father teach you, what is the price of loyalty."

Then he stood up, raised his fist and waved it to AIChE's delicate and perfect face.

"Stop it Li Qingning's cold voice came from afar.

Li Qingning, who was hiding behind AI Che, finally lost her breath. She pushed the people behind her and ran towards the two men's figures, blocking them.

She took a deep breath, her chest heaved violently, and said, "so many people, do you have to be like this?"

AI Che stretched out his hand to protect her behind, but Lan Qing also stretched out his hand to hold her wrist tightly.

So, three people, with such a wonderful posture, formed a beautiful scenery at the security gate of the airport.

Li Qingning raised his head to Lan Qing's eyes on her, his thin lips tightly pursed into a line, and his face was slightly red and swollen because of the blow just now.

He looked at her steadily, and she saw her reflection in his pupils, her face full of the calm after despair.

For a long time, she looked back at AIChE and said in a low voice, "let me tell him, you go to the security gate and wait for me."

"But..." Ai Che's eyes were full of hesitation.

She raised the corner of her mouth, gave him a smile and said, "don't worry, I'll be here soon."

He hesitated, took back the arm in front of her, took a deep look at Lan Qing, turned and walked towards the security gate.

Li Qingning raised his head and looked at Lan Qing. The corners of his mouth were still seeping with blood, and his shirt was stained with a large amount of blood. Maybe it was just because he was running anxiously, his dark hair was soaked with sweat, and he was lying in front of his forehead in disorder.

His brow was a bit haggard, and he looked like a despondent aristocrat, still exuding a kind of condescending dignity.

He pursed his lips and looked at her steadily. The hand holding her wrist still pressed hard, as if to melt her into his body.