[69 Book Bar-www.] Qingwu has been a little unusual lately, and her body has undergone changes that are hard for her to explain.
The early morning sunlight filtered in through the hollow plain floor-to-ceiling curtains, and the light floated on her sleepy eyelashes. Next to it was the sound of steady and rhythmic snoring, and the person next to her was deeply sleepy.
She picked up the electronic clock on the bedside and looked at it. It was dawning too early on a summer morning, and it was only half past five.
Ling Yansen was busy at the company until 12:30 last night. He didn't even take a shower when he came back. He put on his slippers upstairs and fell straight on the bed. At that time, Qingwu slept so soundly that such a big movement didn't even wake her up.
She is pure and simple.
The suspenders of her nightgown fell to her elbows. She turned over and stared at his peaceful sleeping face. Her gaze went down, passing over his wrinkled shirt, his crooked tie, and then the increased belt buckle. Next,
The part that was half-covered by the thin blanket had a high bulge. Just glancing at the long and thick shape, Qingwu's face was covered with red flower buds, as if she had just come out of the steamer, steaming,
It was smoking.
She quickly looked away, swallowed, then walked around the room for a long time, and finally returned to him.
To be precise, it's a certain part of his body.
It's really unspeakable. She doesn't know what's going on recently. She can't control her reserve at all. She wants it for no reason in the morning or late at night. Is it really like what Duan Miaomiao said, when a woman reaches her thirties, she wants it?
From an innocent little wild vegetable to a hungry tigress?
She didn't want to turn into a tigress in front of Ling Yansen. It would definitely be scary and difficult. He was responsible for everything in the family, big or small. He no longer dominated the shopping mall like before, only taking care of big things, Duoduo and small studies, most of them. He supervises after get off work.
On the contrary, she was really free and had nothing to do, living her life as a rich wife comfortably and comfortably, going shopping with Lin and Duan Miaomiao, and playing mahjong with the wives of his friends in the shopping mall. She turned out to be
She doesn’t know how to play mahjong, but Ling Yansen said that as his wife, she can’t play mahjong and it would be embarrassing if she told her. Qingwu is very obedient and as docile as a little sheep in front of Ling Yansen. Occasionally she loses her temper and is hugged by him.
After throwing it on the bed and struggling for a long time, I was exhausted and exhausted.
Their married life has always been harmonious and orderly. She and Ling Yansen have formed a certain tacit understanding. Basically three to four times a week, she called Maidong privately and asked Maidong. Maidong said that Ling Yansen's current physical condition could bear it.
number of times.
She would never dare to ask Maidong face to face. Maidong's lack of seriousness rivaled that of Zhou Jirong's despicable demeanor.
Qing Wu calculated that Ling Yansen was busy these two days. They usually worked on 2, 4 and 6. The day before yesterday was Monday, but there was no one. Yesterday was Tuesday, but he got off work late and she had already gone to bed, so there was no one.
By this morning, she was indeed dead.
She has really gone crazy recently. She is so bored when he doesn't touch her, and all she can think about is things in bed. She even despises when she became so demanding.
While worrying like this, the slender legs had been exposed from the thin blanket, and they were rubbing slowly and without leaving any trace. Then, in the suffocating tension, the toes rubbed against the bulge of the thin blanket, going back and forth.
Make circles.
Ling Yansen frowned. A man's lower part is the most sensitive. As soon as she rubbed it, his brother immediately turned from a semi-awake state to Optimus Prime.
He opened his eyes, which were filled with heavy mist and seemed to have no focus. He turned his eyes sideways and slowly focused on her. It took a long time for those beautiful eyes to fully open. But obviously, he didn't fully sleep because he didn't have enough sleep.
wake up.
Qingwu pouted and looked at her half-shyly and suggestively.
The thin lips curled up and slanted into the temples, and the eyebrows were picturesque. Although the face was expressionless, the deep eyes were full of paradoxical joking and deep laziness, which made Qing Wu think for a while.
She bit her lower lip lightly, not knowing how to speak. Even between husband and wife, it was difficult to directly ask for this kind of thing. She was not a prostitute, so she couldn't just throw away a bill with a price clearly marked on it, and just start taking off her clothes.
The smile on Ling Yansen's right cheek deepened, his black eyes locked on her, frivolousness swirled back and forth on her tangled expression, his voice was so hoarse and moist, full of temptation, and the monster reached Qingwu's heart, "Awu, what have you been doing recently?
What's wrong? Why do you always want it?"
Qingwu was not happy when she heard this. What does it mean to always? Do you think she is the kind of woman who is overly hungry... Although it does seem that she has been a little hungry recently...
But even so, she would never admit it!
Her weak, boneless hands climbed up his lean and strong chest, tracing back and forth along the texture of his wheat-colored skin. She closed her mouth tightly and did not speak, while her plain white face became increasingly red.
Ling Yansen smiled, raised his arms to hug her, yawned, and half-closed his squinted eyes. His long and overhanging eyelashes covered the dark circles under his eyes, "Good boy, my dear, tonight, tonight
Come here once, okay? I really haven’t slept enough yet..."
Qingwu didn't speak, her body felt a little sad, but her heart relaxed. She had been reserved all the way. As for bed matters, Ling Yansen had always taught her step by step until she was completely relaxed and enjoying herself physically and mentally.
He has said this, what can she do? But why does her body always disobey!
Annoying!
Just like that, an annoying day began.
Qing Wu was originally going to accompany Ling Yansen to a business dinner, but Duan Miaomiao called at the last minute and cried and howled on the phone, which frightened Qing Wu. She had no choice but to ask where she was, only to learn that
She moved from home to hotel.
When I asked, I found out that I had another quarrel with Zhou Jirong, that unscrupulous bastard. This time it was particularly fierce. They wanted a divorce one by one, absolutely.
Duan Miaomiao was also trapped in a cocoon. She knew that Zhou Jirong's temper could not be settled, but she ended up marrying him in a muddle-headed manner. After the marriage, Zhou Jirong did settle down for a while and treated Duan Miaomiao like a treasure. The two of them lived like crazy for more than half a year.
Honeymoon and return to daily life.
Zhou Jirong had too many friends, and if he pulled one or the other, he would go to places that were strictly prohibited for married men.
Damn it, Duan Miaomiao didn't know where to find out about it, and he suddenly became angry. Zhou Jirong couldn't stop him no matter what. He moved to the hotel with a few pieces of clothes, and even found a lawyer to draft a divorce agreement in a decent manner.
Actually, this marriage was seen by Qing Wu. Zhou Jirong may have really loved Duan Miaomiao, and everyone saw what he changed for her. Besides, marrying a woman who cannot have children would not be a good idea in the Zhou family.
, that was definitely an earth-shattering thing. Because of Duan Miaomiao, Zhou Jirong completely fell out with the old man, and his relationship with Zhou’s mother also plummeted. The old man was just waiting to have his grandson, so now it’s better. People in the circle said that Zhou Jirong had a thousand choices.
I had to choose, but in the end I chose a hen that couldn’t lay eggs.
Duan Miaomiao, the arrogant guy, heard this and immediately found someone to destroy the person who said this. This made the relationship between Zhou Jirong and several of his buddies tense for a while.
Zhou Jirong doted on her. In Qingwu's opinion, she was lucky that Duan Miaomiao could meet Zhou Jirong after spending half her life helpless. Perhaps Zhou Jirong was the only man who knew the pain deep in Duan Miaomiao's heart.
Qing Wu comforted Duan Miaomiao and said at five o'clock, it was getting late, the two children were off school, Ling Yansen was off work, and she had to go home.
Back at Jingshan Villa, Duoduo and Xiaoxiao had been picked up by the housekeeper. Auntie was cooking. After a while, Ling Yansen also came back.
When he saw her sitting on the sofa glumly, with the TV on but not watching, Ling Yansen thought she was angry with him about what happened in the morning. His temper now was completely different from before. Zhou Jirong said that he had completely changed.
Became a wife slave.
But he laughed it off.
,
Walk over and hug him gently from behind the sofa.
Qingwu smelled his strong breath when he opened the door. She closed her eyes and leaned into his arms, "Ayan, do you think my sister can go to the end with Zhou Jirong? With her weird temperament,
He is ruthless, cold, and extremely arrogant, and Zhou Jirong cannot change his bad nature of being a philanderer. They don’t have children yet, what should they do?”
"It's up to them to live their lives. What are you messing with? Whether you can live your life or not depends on them."
"We had another quarrel, this time it was a big one. My sister moved out of Zhou Jirong's house and stayed in a hotel alone. She called me over and we argued with each other for a long time. I cried all afternoon and insisted on getting a divorce.
."
"Divorce, you have to remarry. That bastard Zhou Jirong has fallen into the hands of Duan Miaomiao a long time ago. Don't tell me, your sister is more capable than you. She can catch a playboy, but she can't have children herself. This woman is powerful
."
"What are you talking about? They love each other."
Ling Yansen stood up, walked to the sofa, pulled her up, and his face became serious. After thinking for a while, he said, "I have a business trip to the United States tomorrow. It can take at least a week or at most half a month."
"Such a long time?"
Ling Yansen looked at her and his face became solemn, "Bai Qin, do you still remember?"
Qingwu was stunned and nodded.
"Something happened to her. The news I just received is that she went to an underground club to hang out at night, and then she was targeted and killed. She died miserably. She was tortured for a day and a night before her death, and she was dismembered and thrown away after her death.
The body is at the old construction site... Also, the latest news is that your brother, Duan Mingchen, took over her company and was targeted by the US police. He was said to have a motive for the crime and was taken back for questioning. Now the company is leaderless and I hold part of her company.
Equity, I have to attend the shareholders' meeting to deal with follow-up matters. Look, will you go with me? After all, your brother..."
Qingwu's face turned pale, and the hands he held trembled, but soon she returned to normal, "I haven't heard from my little brother for a long time. It turns out that he has been waiting for an opportunity by Bai Qin's side. Forget it, I
There's no point in going, the bond between brother and sister is gone long ago."
Ling Yansen knew that she was deliberately being so indifferent and said, silly woman. She didn't know if she was stressing it to herself or telling him. He knew that she was always sad. In the past, she paid a lot for Duan Mingchen, but what she got was like that.
the result of.
"Then you stay at home, don't run around, and take good care of your two children."
Qingwu felt strange, "Where can I run around?"
Ling Yansen looked at Shang's flat belly and said nothing, but his face was awkward for a moment. He coughed and quickly covered it up, "Don't follow Duan Miaomiao around. That woman is very annoying when she goes crazy."
"If Zhou Jirong hears this, be careful he will kick you."
"He dares!"
In Qingwu's expectation, after eight o'clock, nine o'clock, and ten thirty, Ling Yansen finally came out of the study, took a shower, and lay down on the bed.
Qingwu fell asleep, and when she heard the sound of him pushing the door open, she sat up and smiled sweetly at him.
Ling Yansen was stunned, remembering what he had said in the morning, and felt a little at a loss for a moment. He threw away the towel to wipe his hair, put on his long bathrobe, walked to the bed, lay down, turned off the bedside lamp, stretched out his arms,
He hugged her and said in a tired voice, "Go to sleep."
"you!"
Qingwu put on a straight face and shook him, but for a long time, she didn't say the next words. It was like there were ten thousand ants gnawing at her lower body, which made her extremely upset and restless.
After a while, after hearing his shallow breathing and knowing that he was not asleep, Qingwu finally said the question she had buried for a long time, "Ayan, I have gained a lot of weight recently, right? Then you disliked me, right?
Like all men in the world, you are tired of seeing the same face and the same body every day, aren't you?"
Ling Yansen opened his eyes, turned around suddenly, and looked at her. He didn't say anything for a long time. His black eyes were as dark as the sea, conveying no emotion.
Qingwu became biased and her eyes immediately became moist. She didn't know why she had become so emotional recently. She was easily excited and wanted to cry at every turn. "Sure enough, Miaomiao is right. Men in the world are all the same. They like the new and dislike the old.
, working day and night, it only lasted a few years, and finally, when my wife got older, she started to have different thoughts!"
"I told you not to hang out with that woman Duan Miaomiao, but you didn't listen! What kind of stuff does she instill in you all day long?"
"Did I say something wrong? Now...you won't touch me now..." As soon as Qingwu lowered her head, large drops of water fell from the corners of her eyes, like a heavy downpour. She was frightened.
Ling Yansen.
He panicked, and quickly moved up to her, hugging her tightly, kissing and caressing her again. When she calmed down a little, he kissed her red lips that were bitten by his teeth, and smiled, "Idiot, you are thinking nonsense."
what."
"Then tell me why you don't want to be with me... You weren't like this before."
Ling Yansen thought for a while, then glanced at her breasts that had swelled up by nearly half a cup cup, and said with a half-smile, "Ah Wu, how can you be so stupid? You didn't realize that your breasts have been soaring recently.
?"
Ah Wu was dumbfounded and said, "It's so tight that the bra can't fit in it."
Ling Yansen deceived his head and rested his head on her smooth and white legs. His eyes glanced at the delicate red spots blooming in front of her round body. He was about to reach out and grab it, but in the end he held back. It was not his time to touch her now.
when.
"Have you noticed that you want to eat everything you see recently, and you get into tantrums like a child at every turn?" Then, your hormones are flying, and you want to...
"I'm annoyed too. I want to take swimming classes and lose weight, otherwise you will really dislike me..."
"No, the fatter the better, I like it."
"lie!"
Qing Wu was annoyed with him, but when she finally became happy, she was really like a child, very easy to coax, and Ling Yansen's expression was very serious, which made her even more convinced that what he said was true, so what if it was false, he
Willing to coax her like this.
She lay down, rubbed her head into his arms, and looked at the crystal chandelier above her head that was as bright as their life. She was in a daze, and drowsiness came over her, but she was still thinking about profound questions, thinking of Duan Miaomiao and Zhou Jirong, Lin Wei and Ling Sicong.
, she and Ling Yansen.
"Ayan, look, Lin Xun and Sicong are pure white, Duan Miaomiao and Zhou Jirong are sweet and bitter, so what are you and me?"
"We love each other." Ling Yansen answered quickly.
"Love... what is love?" Someone who has been in love for so many years asked this question stupidly. Qingwu didn't know it, just because she was in this mountain.
Ling Yansen thought for a while, this was a terrible question, it was really hard to answer, because the target was her, so it had to be serious, considered, and answered perfectly.
"Love is more than like."
"What is more than love?"
Ling Yansen bowed his head, kissed her forehead gently, held her hand tightly, and held it up to the warm orange light, "To me, it's you."