Their Intriguing Marriage

When I woke up the next morning, Lan Qing was no longer in the room. The sofa he had slept on looked neat, and there was no sign that anyone had slept on it all night.

Li Qingning gets up to change his clothes and tidy up. After going downstairs, Lanqing and Sisi are already sitting in the dining room and eating breakfast.

After seeing her figure, sissy's mouth is still stuffed with strawberry cake. The red jam left in the corner of her mouth makes her look very delicious. It seems that she has no time to swallow the food.

She jumped out of the chair and ran towards Li Qingning. She took her hand and went into the restaurant.

"Good morning, mom! Dad said, "I'll let you sleep a little longer and not let me wake you up."

She took a big mouthful of the milk on the table, and after trying to swallow it, she turned her lips and said. Then she glanced over Lan Qing's serious face and continued to complain: "Dad is too eccentric to disturb my dream, but she can allow my mother to sleep more."

Her round little face is full of indignant expression, looks very lovely, Lan Qing and Li Qingning's face coincidentally emerge a little smile, looking at her.

Li Qingning leaned over to kiss her little face and said, "it's good to insist on getting up early. Mother will get up with you from tomorrow, OK?"

CICI's big eyes turned nimbly, stretched out her little finger and said, "let's pull the hook."

In this process, Lan Qing's mouth always held that kind of gentle smile, just like a soft kiss full of chocolate flavor, hanging lightly on his mouth.

He quietly put a piece of buttered toast on Li Qingning's plate and poured a glass of orange juice next to the plate in front of her.

"Sorry, I don't like toast with butter." Her voice was cold and polite, full of alienation.

Even the phrase "Hello, please give me a glass of bubble water" said to the strange waiter in the restaurant is probably more emotional than what she said to Lan Qing at this time.

She chose not to look at the change of the expression on the man's face sitting opposite. She took another piece of toast from the plate and bit it.

There was only the sound of her chewing and their deep or shallow breathing in the air.

Li Qingning did not find that in Lan Qing's eyes, there were layers of dark sadness. His eyes were wet, and there seemed to be a mist on his long eyelashes, which was quite different from this sunny morning.

Life is not those sentimental and beautiful movies with soft light plots. It will not sound sentimental music when it should be romantic, nor will it let the heroine respond warmly when the hero stares affectionately, nor will it pour a can of thick honey in the lens which should be full of tenderness and sweetness.

It will always make people unexpected, with people can not explore, there is no law to follow the plot.

"I went to the company." Lan Qing gently put the napkin on the table, got up and walked towards the door.

Sisi jumped out of the chair to catch up with him, took his hand and said coquettishly, "Dad, you haven't kissed me before you left."

Looking at the serious expression on her face, Lan Qing's cold face just appeared a little smile. He leaned over her cheek and gave her a kiss. He rubbed her hair on the top of her head and said: "remember to be obedient... Take good care of your mother."

Sisi nodded her head and said, "well, you should come back early."

After watching Lan Qing leave, Sisi runs back to Li Qingning. She leans her little body in her arms and looks at her carefully. She asks in a low voice: "Mom, don't you really remember Dad?"

"Well." Li Qingning nodded and ran over her shoulder. She looked serious and serious. After thinking about it, she said, "I don't know why. As long as my mother tries to think about what happened before, or something about him, her head will be very painful. It's like... Well, I haven't slept for a long time."

Sisi wisely reached out and touched her cheek, nodded and said, "Mom, don't think about it any more. Dad and I will always be with you."

When it comes to that man, Li Qingning's expression looks dignified and full of complicated thoughts.

She wanted to know what had happened between herself and the man, and what was the reason for her instinctive resistance to him.

But seeing the lonely expression on his face, and the loneliness between his eyebrows, he couldn't help but want to be close to him and want to embrace him regardless of himself.

Such tangled and contradictory emotions kept surging in her chest. The more she didn't understand, the more she wanted to understand.

The hottest time in the city has finally arrived.

After lunch break, Sisi's swimming coach appeared in the hall of LAN villa on time.

Sisi took Li Qingning's hand, looked at her solemnly and said, "Mom, this is my swimming coach Tony." Then he turned around and said, "Tony, this is my mom."

Looking at the strange expression on Mrs. Lan's face, he reached out and scratched his head and said slowly, "ah... Haven't we met?"

He even stealthily pinched his other hand on his thigh. The real pain reminded him that it was not a dream. Then he began to doubt whether he was really amnesia.

Li Qingning some embarrassed smile, said: "Oh, sorry, I in addition to a little situation, forget some things."

He suddenly realized that he was normal, with a relieved look on his face.

So this whole afternoon, Li Qingning squatted under the parasol beside the swimming pool, watching her in a bright yellow swimsuit and her cool, dark blue goggles fluttering in the swimming pool.

Of course, there's Tony on the side! He only wore a pair of tight swimming trunks with four corners. On the elastic band, his abdominal muscles were as tight as a washboard. The drops of water on his body reflected the golden light in the sun. The broken hair drooped in front of his forehead was dripping with water from time to time, with a kind of wet sexy.

Whenever his eyes touch this young and strong body, Li Qingning always quietly swallows his saliva, then quickly looks away, and asks himself in the bottom of his heart whether he has broken his brain, or has not contacted a man for too long, so that he can not extricate himself from this profound problem.

At this time, Lan Qing is smartly closing the door and walking towards the villa.

The housekeeper led the golden hair, which was obviously a circle of growth, jumped from another car, turned to look at him, bowed respectfully, and said, "Sir, you've come back so early?"

"Well, there's nothing in the company."

The housekeeper gave a submissive smile, with a clear expression on his face. It was clear that he couldn't let go of his family.