She recognized it at a glance and said with a sweet smile, "Qirui..."
It was great to see the man she loved the first time she woke up. This was her biggest desire in the past seven years, and it finally came true today.
The man didn't look back, "Call me king."
Qingting sat up and stretched, "I just like to be called Qirui, and you are my husband."
There was a hint of annoyance in King's voice, "I'm not."
He didn't like being a substitute, he didn't like hearing other men's names from her mouth, and he didn't like her eyes looking at him full of nostalgia, nostalgia and crazy love for others.
Qingting rolled his eyes to the sky, and his good mood suddenly flew away, "It's obvious, what's wrong with you? Don't you love me anymore? Or do you want to take the opportunity to dump me and marry someone else?"
King couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I didn't."
If he had not met her, he would have agreed to Mrs. Lucy's request without hesitation.
But when he met her, everything was messed up, and his heart could no longer be calm.
Qingting fell back on the bed, rolled around, and snorted angrily, "Huh, yes, you just like to bully me."
King's mouth twitched, who was bullying whom? Why did he look like a child? But he was so cute.
"Stop messing around and get up to eat."
Qingting lay still, with a straight face, staring at him depressedly, "I'm not hungry."
"Gurgling." Her stomach growled at the right time, and her stomach rumbled like thunder.
Qingting blushed in embarrassment, holding her stomach and being ashamed to show up. It was so disappointing and embarrassing.
But we can't blame her, she hasn't eaten anything all day and night.
King's serious face was stained with a smile, "Get up, don't lose your childish temper."
Qingting stretched out his hands and coquettishly said, "Then you hug me."
A sweet smile and a coquettish voice, like a coquettish child.
King was stunned and speechless, but he walked over without hesitation, picked her up, took her to the bathroom, and watched her wash up.
Qingting smiled happily and was in a high mood.
"Qirui, I'm glad you can come."
King felt very confused. He didn't know what was wrong with him. As soon as he heard her call, he dropped everything and ran over.
It's obvious that they are just strangers who have met once.
The dining table is filled with a dazzling array of dishes, both Chinese and Western.
Qingting's mouth watered when he saw it, and he couldn't wait to start, "Wow, these are all my favorite foods. This one is delicious. You should try it too."
She took the chopsticks and braised spring bamboo shoots in oil, put them in his bowl, and shared them together. This was her habit.
The king looked at the flowery smile and ate the bamboo shoots in a daze.
Qingting narrowed his eyes with a satisfied smile, took another chopstick of shredded beef and stuffed it into his mouth, "This is delicious too, give it a try."
King suddenly came back to his senses and stepped back subconsciously, completely stunned.
He actually ate the dish she brought, and it was not picked up with public chopsticks. You must know that he has a serious mysophobia.
how so?
"You...I...really aren't..."
His heart was disturbed, and he found that her influence on him was getting stronger and stronger, so much that it frightened him.
Qingting curled his lips, retracted his chopsticks, and ate it himself.
She was eating on her own and was too lazy to feed him some more, but he felt lost and melancholy.
He really didn't understand his own thoughts. It seemed like all his emotions were dancing with her. This feeling of being out of control was uncomfortable.
Qingting finished his meal and wiped his mouth with a tissue elegantly, "What's going on between you and Annie? Are you really engaged?"