Their Intriguing Marriage

Of course, she knows that after her formal wedding with Lan Qing, she should not be involved in the past relationship any more. However, she also knows that she owes him a lot, so much that she doesn't even know how to repay. She has always been a person who doesn't want to owe others.

"Well, well, I'll think about it." With that, she was about to hang up, but Brad seemed to feel her next move and said, "Hey, Qingning, don't hang up. That... I really hope that you can come to witness my first time, just as I witnessed so many of your first times, even if it is... As a friend. "

His voice was no longer full of the dry warmth of the sun at first, but with a trace of careful exploration, which suddenly moved her heart.

"Well," she said, "OK, I'll go."

When he heard her words, he seemed to be relieved. Laughter cleared up again, and he was as happy as a child.

At night, when Lanqing returns to the villa, Sisi is already taken upstairs by Xiaohong to go to bed. Li Qingning nests in the sofa and watches the idol drama at night. The plot is still so silly, white and sweet, which makes people feel like a girl. But she can't get up at all. She shrinks into a group and nests in the corner of the sofa.

After entering the house, Lan Qing saw the waiting figure in the living room. Suddenly, he felt warm. This place where people are always waiting is like a real home, and he really has a feeling of being needed.

He walked gently to the sofa and looked at her staring at the TV screen without blinking, but his eyes looked empty.

Until he sat next to her, she recovered. Her expression seemed to be in a trance. Even her smile was a bit flustered. "You're back."

She said, about to stand up from the sofa, "I cooked black chicken soup for you, it should still be hot now, I'll serve it to you."

But he took her by the wrist, looked up at her with a smile, two long legs open, and then took her to sit between his legs.

He put his arms around her waist, put his head on her back, sucked the fragrance of her hair, and whispered, "don't move, let me just hold you for a while."

She turned her head and looked at him as if he were nestling up to her like a child. A faint smile could not help stirring up at the corner of her mouth. She put her hand over his arm and gently rubbed it. She asked, "are you tired?"

But he seemed to fall asleep, did not respond, and his breathing gradually became calm and even.

Just when she wanted to turn around to confirm whether he was really asleep, he suddenly tightened his arm and said in a low voice, "a little, more, I miss you."

"Did you miss me?" He rubbed her back and forth with his face, like a coquettish child. She couldn't help laughing and said, "how can bicisi be coquettish like a child? Is it her brother?"

"Let's have a brother for sissy." He suddenly raised his head, put his chin on her shoulder, and said softly in her ear. His warm breath fell on her face, which made her giggle. She moved in his arms and said, "then ask sissy's opinion."

She lowered her eyes and bit her lip before she said, "well, I have something to discuss with you."

"Well? What's the matter? " He buried his head in her long hair again, and his voice was dull.

She hesitated, "isn't Lin going to hold a press conference recently? My designer friend, he invited me to cheer for him... Can I go? "

He was silent for a moment, his voice suddenly cooled down, and asked faintly, "is that Brad, the Chinese American designer?"

"Well..." she answered softly.

"Well, well, you always like to stay at home and go out to have a look, but I can't attend that day." His voice is always faint, but the hand around her waist is still tightly around her waist.

She turned her head and looked at his side face, with a little surprise in her eyes. She didn't expect that he agreed so quickly.

"How can you..." she hesitated or asked the question in her heart, but before she finished, Lan Qing interrupted her and said: "how can I agree you to see him? Li Qingning, if I didn't have this confidence, I wouldn't have been waiting for you for so many years. "

On the day of the press conference, the situation was no less than that of LAN's. The red carpet outside the hotel was covered with high-speed cameras and dazzling lights. Despite the weather of minus ten degrees, almost all the female guests were dressed in cool and eye-catching dresses as if they were in summer after taking off their fur. They were looking forward to the red carpet.

Li Qingning looked at their naked skin in the cold air, sniffed, wrapped his tight coat, pushed the door open and got out of the car.

When she just walked to the edge of the red carpet, he Jiawen saw her in the crowd and laughed at her partners. He walked towards her with a smile on his lips.

Standing on one side, Lin Bai quietly pulled his daughter-in-law's sleeve, approached his ear and whispered: "don't forget today's occasion, don't do anything out of line!"

He turned to smile at Lin Bai and said in a low voice, "don't worry, elder sister. I'm proper."

On his clean and delicate face, with a smile that seemed not to belong to this face, he brushed off Lin Bai's hand pulling his sleeve.

"Sister Qingning, oh, look at me. I forgot again. How did you come here alone, sister-in-law?" He Jiawen went to Li Qingning. Because of the noise of the people around him, he leaned slightly towards her and close to her ear. The gesture seemed very ambiguous to outsiders.

Li Qingning instinctively stepped back a few steps, the expression on his face looked a little unnatural, smiling at him and said: "Lan Qing has something to do today." The smile on the face looks appropriate but alienated, just like facing a stranger.

But he Jiawen did not seem to care at all. He was still smiling and said, "it's so cold outside. I'll take you in."

Then he put his hand on Li Qingning's back and turned to walk towards the meeting hall. She lowered her eyes, quietly avoided his hand and strode toward the banquet hall of the hotel.

Brad was standing in the banquet hall, talking to a group of Americans in a low voice, with his trademark smile on his face, as always warm and polite.

He was dressed in a tailored tuxedo, with a Windsor knot under his white shirt collar. He looked like a gentleman, as if the last time he met the man who was lost was not himself, but a dream.

His eyes inadvertently swept Li Qingning, only one eye, a pair of deep eyes will give birth to some different emotions. He said something with a smile to the people around him, nodded politely, turned and walked in their direction.