He also blinked, opened his eyes again, and looked intently at the small figure standing there. It really existed. Only then did he confirm that it was not a dream.
She's really here.
It really happened.
His body instantly stiffened.
Just looking at the little woman who lowered her head shyly, with her face and neck covered in red, I felt my heart tremble.
What did she just say?
Say, Yi Jian, I have it!
Did she call his name?
Yi Jian felt so happy and excited in her heart!
Do I have it?
What’s left? Children?
His heart suddenly started to beat twice more, and he stood up quickly, and walked towards Zhongqing bit by bit under the gaze of the people on the side who were not yet fully awake.
His pace is slow.
He clenched his fists tightly, clenching hard, and pinched the palm of his hand with his neatly manicured nails. It hurt. It really didn't feel like he was dreaming.
Zhongqing heard footsteps, familiar footsteps, Yi Jian's.
Her heart was beating loudly. She really didn't know there was anyone else in the room. She clearly asked the waiter if Mr. Yi was with a woman in the coffee shop? The waiter also told her
Yes, she would have random thoughts. Why, when she opened the door, there were so many people sitting in the room.
Zhongqing felt that he had done something wrong and had embarrassed Yi Jian and himself. He would definitely feel that he was very shameless. She was his wife, but she made a fool of herself in front of a crowd like this. He was so angry.
It didn’t go away, I was afraid that this time, I would get even more angry.
What should she do?
Zhongqing was almost anxious, and her whole body was covered in cold sweat.
Finally, Yi Jian's footsteps stopped in front of her, stopping tightly in front of her. Her shoes even kissed his shoes.
Zhong Qing did not dare to make a sound, and closed her eyes even more tightly, as if thinking that as long as she couldn't see his existence, he wouldn't be able to see hers either.
It's quite a deception.
Yi Jian didn't say a word, just stood in front of her, his eyes, dark and deep, looked at her closely, without speaking or moving, just staring.
He stared as if he had forgotten to breathe.
Zhong Qing seemed to be able to feel his eyes, and her whole body became more and more embarrassed. She was so anxious that she was at a loss. He remained silent, and her palms were dripping with sweat.
