Rong Che lay beside her, his handsome eyebrows slightly twisted.

Her fingers with distinct joints were carelessly wrapped around her soft hair, and she pondered for a moment before slowly saying: "You don't seem to be wondering why you are with me at all."

Lin Qinghuan flattened the corners of her mouth and said naturally: "What's so strange about this?"

"Huh?" Rong Che reached out and stopped her in his arms, and a gentle voice sounded above her head.

Lin Qinghuan smiled carelessly before saying lightly: "For money." She leaned into Rong Che's arms and chuckled: "People who live a stable life and have no worries about food and clothing will never understand why children from poor families should learn how to survive so early."

It's not that you don't ask, but...

As soon as he heard this, Lin Qinghuan could understand what Rong Che's words meant.

Even if a child of fifteen or sixteen is not allowed to work part-time, he is not a child labourer. As for what Rong Che said, who pretended to be someone else's 20-year-old, he found him...

This...is hard to say.

Lin Qinghuan doesn't know much about her adoptive parents now. She remembered that because of her study, they had no money to support her in school, so she forced her to drop out of school and go out to work. She disagreed, so her adoptive parents cut off their ties with her. Later, she saved the tuition for college alone.

As for high school matters...

That is, Lin Qinghuan has never had any impression of it. Her only impression is that her adoptive parents' family is very poor, they treat her very badly, and they are unwilling to pay her tuition fees, so... she should have started to find ways to make money by herself at that time, right?

She leaned in Rong Che's arms, thinking about the past intermittently.

Rong Che gently patted her head with his broad palm, and his gentle voice was filled with heartache: "What a pitiful..."

Lin Qinghuan: "..." He glanced up at him, his eyebrows and stomach flipped, and his voice was filled with a little complaining: "Why do I always feel that you are gloating?"

"You feel wrong." Rong Che denied without hesitation.

Lin Qinghuan still looked disbelief.

However, it is rare that Rong Che is willing to take the initiative to tell her about the past. Lin Qinghuan didn't want to miss this opportunity. She had a smile in her eyes and pondered for a moment: "Are I... going to be a servant for you at that time?"

Rong Che thought carefully for a while before saying, "That's right."

"What does it mean?" Lin Qinghuan: "Yes, no, no?"

Rong Che still answered seriously: "At that time... I was a little inconvenient to move, so I found someone to take care of my daily life."

Lin Qinghuan pondered for a while and said, "It's inconvenient to move..." Thinking of it, he looked at Rong Che, and asked with a frown, "Is it... recovery?"

She suddenly remembered that when Rong Che decided to return to the military district, she woke up from a nightmare at night, and after he was whipped by Rong Donglin, she always felt a little familiar when she looked at the shocking scars on her back.

Rong Che used to deny it, but now, he nodded: "Yes, I didn't have long been in the special forces at that time, and I didn't have a lot of practical experience. I was injured while carrying out a mission and was recuperated for more than half a year..."

His tone was clear and gentle, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"Who knew I'd run into you?" Rong Che chuckled in his tone, but his voice was full of self-deprecating: "So, the wound on his body was finally cured, and you were completely hurt by him."

Rong Che looked at her sideways, with a simple and casual smile on the corner of his mouth, and his warm palms quietly covered her cheeks, and his fingertips gently rubbed against the delicate skin on her cheeks, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "Actually, if you were a little older at that time... at least you would have to become an adult..."

Lin Qinghuan's temples were thrust around and glanced at him: "What do you want to do?"

"Think..." His gentle voice overflowed from his lips and teeth.

Soon, her lips were pressed against the corners of her lips and kissed them delicately and gently. After a while, she let go, her forehead was pressed against her forehead, and her voice was hoarse and delicate: "If that were the case, you might... have been mine long ago, and Siyuan might have been born earlier..."

Lin Qinghuan was speechless, pushed him away, and said contemptuously: "You are indeed a pervert!"

"But I obviously you are just perverted to you."

Lin Qinghuan turned her back to him, but he wrapped her tightly in his arms, kissing her earlobes gently and carefully, the heat of her palms pressed against her waist as if it were, and caressed her delicate skin casually.

His chin was buried in his neck for a while, and his voice was dull and delicate: "Huanhuan, don't think about the past, okay?"

Lin Qinghuan was silent and didn't say anything.

After a while, he turned around and faced Rong Che, hugged him, and carefully pressed him against his heart, with a clear and gentle voice: "Okay."

Rong Che lowered his head and kissed her forehead, with a soft tone and doting: "So good!"

Lin Qinghuan: “…”

However, after a moment of silence, he said, "Then tell me first, why are you so good and I want to leave you?"

Rong Che lowered his head and looked her chuckling eyebrows in his eyes, leaned into her nightgown, and paused slightly on her hand that gently fell on her graceful back. He pondered for a moment: "Maybe you didn't want to think I'm good now at that time. The reason is that I was probably not as good as you see now."

"So have you changed for me over the years?" Lin Qinghuan looked at him with a burning look. Her clear eyes as clear as water always make him trance.

However, after hearing what he said, Lin Qinghuan couldn't help laughing out loud: "Then how bad did you have to be before? Can such a beautiful face save you?"

As he said that, Lin Qinghuan's soft hand covered his cheeks directly, and looked carefully, her warm fingertips depicting the outline of his eyebrows and eyes. After a while, she shook her head with her eyebrows and said, "Impossible..."

Rong Che's eyebrows slightly twisted: "What's impossible?"

Lin Qinghuan's tone was a bit natural: "Actually, when we first got married, your temper and personality were already very bad, so it wasn't even worse than that time, right?"

Rong Che curled his lips with his tongue and pondered for a moment, but he was not very sure: "Is there?"

"Can you do?" Lin Qinghuan looked at Rong Che with a little incredible look in her eyes.

Rong Che was silent for a while, then nodded: "Some."

Lin Qinghuan flattened the corners of her mouth, then lay in Rong Che's arms, lay flat, looking at the ceiling of the bedroom under the moonlight, carefully weighed for a while, and said, "I don't think it's."

In the night, Rong Che's voice became deeper and he said neatly: "That's right, stop thinking about it, go to bed quickly."

Lin Qinghuan obviously wouldn't be so obedient: "I feel that there should be nothing more unreasonable than having such a tough attitude on the day of marriage."

Rong Che lazily explained: "I said it, you were still young at that time."

"Huh?" Lin Qinghuan responded casually, then faced him sideways, with a little discomfort in his voice: "So what have you experienced over the years? He could have accommodated me with a good temper at that time, and suddenly he became an arrogant tyrant?"

Lin Qinghuan's soft voice was filled with a bit of gloating.

Rong Che put his back on his forehead silently, breathing with a warm and helpless and weak feeling.

Lin Qinghuan, this cunning little fox...

It's really hard to deal with!

Qi Ran has been released from prison, and will come to him sooner or later. At that time, it would not have much impact on whether Lin Qinghuan's memory would recover. However, Lin Qinghuan hated him deeply, and Rong Che was really afraid of it.

So I thought about telling her little by little what I could say and what I couldn't say for the time being. At least, he still had the initiative, but... Lin Qinghuan was even more unspeakable than he thought. She could follow the clues and grasp the loopholes in his words, and forced him to the point where he could not defend himself one after another.

In the dim night, Rong Che licked the corners of his lips, and his sexy Adam's apple rolled. After a moment, he turned sideways and locked her firmly in his arms.

His hot lips pressed against the corners of hers and kissed her deeply.

Lin Qinghuan was a little helpless by his sudden kiss and was forced to bear it. Her arms were pressed between the two of them, preventing him from further movements as much as possible.

"Huanhuan..." Rong Che murmured her name in her ear.

Lin Qinghuan finally breathed easily, and with the cold moonlight that was pouring on him through the gauze window, she tried hard to control the ups and downs of her chest, looked up at him, and said word by word: "Are you diverting my attention?"

Rong Che chuckled, and neatly untied her nightgown wrapped around her, took it off and threw it on the bed, and then it was his own. Until there was no obstacle between the two, he slowly said: "Do I just have so much thought in your heart?"

He pressed her hands on both sides of his body with his fingers tightly, leaning over to look at her, his sexy Adam's apple rolled up and got hungry, his voice was hoarse and charming: "Silly girl, I just... want you!"

Rong Che leaned over and wanted to kiss her, but was stopped by Lin Qinghuan: "Are you sure?"

"Sure!"

He lowered his head and kissed her lips, tossing and turning, lingering and passionate.

Lin Qinghuan did not stop him, she responded slowly. Qingshuo and soft kiss was undoubtedly the most direct and passionate temptation for Rong Che.

Rong Che held her waist and buried it deeply into her body.

Lin Qinghuan bit her lips tightly, leaned her head deep in the pillow, trying to control the involuntary sound of overflowing, looking at him with drunken eyes, his voice shattered and charming: "Then let's talk about your miserable experiences in the past few years tomorrow..."

Rong Che couldn't help but pause, and then after a moment, what he gave Lin Qinghuan was uncontrollable possession...

The next morning, Lin Qinghuan woke up in his arms, turned sideways, and couldn't help but lean into his arms.

Rong Che supported his elbows on the bed and looked down at the person in his arms.

Lin Qinghuan was in his arms, his eyebrows were shaking slightly, his eyebrows were twisting slightly, his tone was lazy and casual: "Rong Che..."

"kindness?"

"Let's talk about what we didn't finish last night..."
Chapter completed!