Their Intriguing Marriage

"Sissy, stop it and get down." Li Qingning's face flashed a trace of embarrassment, reaching out to embrace her.

But Lanxi hugged Lanqing's neck and said, "I don't, I don't, I don't want to be separated from dad!"

Then she looked at Lan Qing with a little cry and asked, "Dad, are you going to divorce your mother?"

Lan Qing softly comforted her, "of course not."

"Then you kiss your mother." She stubbornly wants to see her parents and other parents, love each other. While saying that, but also while coquettishly in the arms of Lan Qing twisting the body.

He never thought that he would one day fall into the hands of two women, one big and the other small.

Lan Qing couldn't beat the villain. He stepped forward to Li Qingning and gently leaned down. He gave her a kiss on her cheek. As dew fell on the petals, his thin lip glided across her face.

The first intimate contact after five years' absence unexpectedly caught her off guard and made her heart beat carelessly.

Lansi looked at the two people in front of her, patted their chubby hands happily, and said, "Mom and Dad, we'll never separate again, OK?"

"Good." Lanqing looked at Lanxi in her arms and said with a smile.

But standing on one side of Li Qingning's eyes, there is always a kind of aloofness, as if she can leave him at any time, as if she can forget all the past, as if no emotion can really reach her heart at this time.

"I'm bringing sissy back this time. I just want to take her back home and have a look around. You don't have to cancel the wedding." Her sight naturally fell somewhere behind him and said faintly.

Lan Qing leaned down and put down Lan Xi, touched her head, and said softly, "Xi Xi, go play by yourself."

Then he stood up again and looked steadily at the woman in front of him, as if to look her in his eyes.

For so many years, the face that made him think day and night appeared in front of him, and he even had a cautious feeling in his heart, as if he was afraid that she would disappear without saying a word again.

"From now on, I will be where you and sissy are. That wedding is just a form, Li Qingning. We have wasted five years. I will never let you leave me again. " His deep, magnetic voice was irresistible.

She suddenly raised her head to his eyes, said: "no, Lan Qing, I choose to give birth to this child is not because of you! After all these years, we can't go back. "

Her bleak voice sounded hopeless, and his eyes tightened instantly.

The lines on his face suddenly tensed, looking at his stubborn face, his eyes suddenly flashed a trace of heartache, lightly dropped a sentence: "you are living here, after a period of time I will pick you up to the villa."

After that, he turned and strode out of the apartment door.

At night, after Li Qingning coaxed Sisi to sleep, a man with a glass of Martini sat on the carpet and quietly looked out of the window.

In a trance, he suddenly seems to have gone back to five years ago. Lan Qing is still used to setting up a wine cabinet in his residence, on which all kinds of wine are displayed. He can pour and drink quietly at night when he can't sleep.

And she seems to be infected by that man. When she was abroad these years, she often couldn't sleep, even all night.

So she also learned to pour a glass of wine in the sleepless night, waiting for tiredness to come. And hardly once did she think of this man.

She pretended to be cold and resolute, but after all, she couldn't let it go. But after so many years, she can't cheat others, but she has cheated herself perfectly.

Holding the glass, her face disguised cool and high also dissipated without a trace, as if she was the little girl who was always happy and angry five years ago.

I haven't drunk much. I seem to be a little drunk. My cheeks are red like rouge, and my eyes are too dim to see clearly.

The wine is at normal temperature. When it rushes into the stomach, there is the hot touch of the bell. Everything in front of us becomes more blurred.

"Mom, are you upset?"

She slowly turned her head and looked at CICI lying on her side beside the bed, wrapped in a quilt, looking like a silkworms. Big eyes, a pair of bright eyes, like the brightest stars in the sky.

"No, mom just can't sleep." Li Qingning toward her smile, stretched out a hand to touch her small face, softly said.

Sissy held her little finger out of the quilt and said seriously, "Mom, don't lie to me. In the past, when you were in a bad mood or quarreled with Uncle Brad, you would drink quietly at night, and sometimes you would look out of the window and cry secretly."

"You little detective, you know everything." Li Qingning pretended to be serious and patted her face.

Sisi lifted the quilt, climbed to the bed, put her hand around her neck from behind, gave a kiss on her side face, and said, "Mommy, am I too close to Dad today? Are you jealous?"

Li Qingning gently put her hand on her fleshy arm, pretended to think seriously, tilted her head and said: "yes, after you say so, it seems that it's a little bit."

"Don't worry, mom. I'll always love you first, Dad second and uncle Brad third..." she said, burying her little head around her neck.

"Why do you love dad more than uncle Brad? You saw him for the first time today. "

"Because he's my father, and he's good-looking. Who do you love more, mom?"

"Mother only loves sissy." Li Qingning patted her little arm gently, and her eyes were soft. They all said that her daughter was her mother's intimate little cotton padded jacket. It seemed that it was really reasonable. Unfortunately, her mother left too early, and she didn't warm her for long.

Thinking of this, her face flashed a trace of loss.

"Mom, come and sleep with me." Sisi rubbed her head around her neck like a coquettish girl. Her soft hair made her itch. She said with a smile, "well, well, I've really convinced you little guy."

She put down her glass and climbed into bed, one arm under the little girl's pillow and the other hand patting her gently.

"Mom, can you stop drinking in the future? And I don't like the taste of your body after drinking. I like the fragrant mother. " Sissy stalked her neck and looked at her leaning against the head of the bed.

Li Qingning raised her hand over her eyes with a smile and said, "OK, mom promised you, close your eyes and go to sleep."

"Mom, sing me a lullaby."

The expression on Li Qingning's face seems to be a little sad. The little cotton padded jacket, which was just very warm, instantly turned into a little princess. She can't challenge all her requests. It's really Lan Qing's daughte