Their Intriguing Marriage

Li Qingning sits at her desk. The autumn sun shines lazily on her through the window, stretching her shadow on the desk.

When Lan Qing said the first sentence, she faintly felt the tiredness in his voice, but she didn't ask anything. She just listened to his voice and answered softly, "OK."

Her eyes and eyebrows curved corners of the mouth with a light radian, even the tone also dyed a smile.

"Well, I'll pick you up this afternoon." After Lan Qing finished, he quickly hung up the phone.

Listening to a busy voice on the phone, the smile in her eyes gradually faded. I don't know why there was a trace of loss.

In my mind, I suddenly recalled the love of my school days. The girl said sweetly to the receiver: "you hang up first."

Then the two were immersed in this kind of boring drama.

Although she had never had such an experience before, and she could not understand such boring humility at that time, now she could not help but feel lost, which made her gradually understand the feelings she could not understand at that time.

It seems that she has never understood that man.

He Jiawen sat quietly, watching the subtle changes on Li Qingning's face, stood up quietly, made a cup of coffee, put it in front of her, and said softly, "you look absent-minded. Didn't you sleep well last night? Or what happened? "

She quickly put away the emotions written on her face, raised her head to smile at him and said, "it's OK. Maybe she didn't have breakfast and had some hypoglycemia."

But her mind was clearly written on her face, and the loss was obvious.

"Then I'll buy you something to eat." His voice was soft and clear. Although he had seen her mind for a long time and her eyes were full of the shadow of the man, he didn't say anything. Before Li Qingning wanted to refuse with a smile, he turned around and disappeared at the door of the studio.

She yelled at her back, "Oh, no more."

"I'll be right back."

Looking at the direction he left, she sighed, even she didn't know why.

Sure enough, he Jiawen appeared in front of her again within ten minutes.

His chest is slightly undulating, his white shirt looks dazzling in the autumn sun, and his whole body is full of youthful vitality. He was holding a paper bag in his arms, and there were wisps of hot air blowing out of the opening of the paper bag.

"I forgot to ask you what you like to eat, so I bought sandwiches and hot cocoa. If you have low blood sugar, you should eat something sweet." As he lowered his eyes, he said, carefully taking the food out of the paper bag and placing it in front of her. "This bacon sandwich is great, and this hot cocoa is sweet but not greasy. Try it."

At the end of the speech, he looked at her eagerly.

Li Qingning looked at the hot cocoa with rich aroma and the sandwich with green vegetables. He swallowed his mouth water, and suddenly he was really hungry.

She raised her head and looked at him. There was an unnatural flash in her eyes. She tried to make her expression look less embarrassed. She laughed and said, "thank you."

"It's all right. Eat it." He Jiawen was standing in front of her desk, with an expression that he had to watch her eat it all.

She picked up the sandwich in front of her, took a bite, then looked up and said to him, "well, it's really good."

"Look at you, how can you even rub something on your face like a child." Then, with a natural look, he leaned down and put out his hand to wipe the crumbs from the corner of her mouth.

His fingertips were a little chilly and gently brushed her face. At that moment, the atmosphere fell into an awkward and wonderful silence, and the air seemed to stop flowing. Only the autumn sun flows quietly, filling the little distance between them.

Li Qingning's body became stiff and her brain fell into a blank. Then she stepped back like an electric shock. She raised her hand and wiped her mouth to hide her embarrassment and said, "have you finished your design?"

After that, I realized how bad my ability to put aside the topic was.

Looking at the blush on her face because of embarrassment, he thought it was a little cute. How can this woman blush so easily?

Instead, he put a smile on the corner of his mouth and said, "OK, I'll go back to make the design draft right away. You remember to finish all these."

Cool voice with a trace of coax, just like the treatment of children.

After she felt that he had left her, she was relieved, but she felt that she was too counselled. How could she panic so easily in front of her subordinates?

So while she was grieving for her performance, she bit the sandwich in her hand angrily. The expression on the face looks wonderful, just like a warrior who never gives in to the enemy and then takes poison bravely.

"Sister Qingning, what happened? How can you look so brave and die? " Shen Xingchen came in from the door, holding the painting she had asked for. Seeing the unusual expression on her face, she could not help asking curiously.

She put down the information in her hand, walked around her desk to Li Qingning, looked down at the sandwich in her hand, and said, "it doesn't look poisonous. Why do you look like a revolutionary martyr?"

Li Qingning turned his head and gave her a blank look. He pretended to be strict and said, "how can I talk so much? Is the work finished?"

"Why so fierce..." Shen Xingchen turned his mouth and left. Before leaving, he glanced at the paper bag on her desk. It was clear that he Jiawen had just held it in his arms and rushed in.

She turned her head and glanced over he Jiawen, who was sitting on one side and drawing quietly. With a sense of mystery in her eyes, she left the office.

After receiving Lan Qing's phone call in the afternoon, she quickly packed up her things and arranged her mind by the way, intending to leave the studio ahead of time. Before she left, her eyes swept over he Jiawen, who was seriously drawing the design.

She gently put a red bill in front of him and said, "this is the money you bought me for breakfast this morning. Thank you."

She seemed to pretend to be cold, and there was no emotion in her voice, but when he looked up at her, the unnatural expression on his face betrayed her.

"What does that mean?" Looking at the bill lying in front of him, the temperature in his eyes suddenly dropped to the freezing point.

Li Qingning said: "it doesn't mean much. You are my employee. You should be paid for your work. I'll go first and choose my wedding dress with my husband."

In the last half of the sentence, she seemed to emphasize her tone, and then she turned to leave.