The bell in the hall began to ring, once, twice... ten times in total.
Zhuang Licheng raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the clock. It was already half past ten. He suddenly felt that Lin Jiyue had walked too long.
The villa felt a lot empty without her breath. Although she rarely spoke when she was there, and even when she cried, it was suppressed and silent, but he just missed the smell of Lin Jiyue's body, the smell she brought in when she came.
There is a subtle fragrance.
Lin Jiyue's body had a fresh, refreshing, and light floral fragrance. Every time Zhuang Licheng hugged her, he couldn't help but smell it a few more times.
Zhuang Licheng called Lin Jiyue's cell phone, but the ringtone came from upstairs. He didn't know where she had gone, and he didn't want to wait for her to come back in the villa.
Zhuang Licheng put on his coat, and then he remembered that Lin Jiyue walked in a hurry when she went out and did not wear a coat.
He began to worry about whether Lin Jiyue would catch the cold. It had just rained yesterday and the temperature outside was very low.
He trotted out the door, guessing where Lin Jiyue would go. If it didn't work, he would drive to find it. But just after he ran past a street intersection, Zhuang Lizheng saw Lin Jiyue sitting in the small garden.
In this slightly cooler weather, she only wore a thin cotton sweater and sat motionless on an outdoor chair.
"Yueyue!" Zhuang Licheng called her, but Lin Jiyue did not look back.
He slowly approached and walked around a bush, and then he understood what Lin Jiyue was looking at.
There is a small slide in the garden, and in the sand below there is a mother playing with her child in the fine sand. Lin Jiyue is looking at their mother and child intently.
Every woman will show her maternal nature when she reaches a certain age, and Lin Jiyue is no exception.
She also hoped that one day she could have children for the man she loved, but when she thought of Murong Jing coming to her door, her heart ached inexplicably.
Are mistresses or lovers also qualified to give birth to children for their men?
Nope...
"Yueyue, we're going home." Zhuang Licheng stood in front of her and said to her in a soft tone.
Lin Jiyue looked up at him and asked slowly: "Is the senior sister gone?"
"Well, she's gone. Let's go back."
Zhuang Licheng stretched out his hand, and Lin Jiyue hesitated, but still took his.
Zhuang Licheng held Lin Jiyue's hand, which was indeed cold.
He pulled Lin Jiyue out of the park and asked as he walked: "Is it cold?"
Before Lin Jiyue could answer, he took off his coat and put it on her body.
The clothes carried warm body temperature, and Lin Jiyue immediately felt much warmer.
People are really lazy animals. Once they get used to a certain state of comfort, it is difficult to jump outside and endure hardship again.
Zhuang Licheng took great care of her, and he was very considerate, but she actually accepted it with peace of mind, and enjoyed other people's fiancés as her boyfriend with peace of mind. Looking back, she felt that she was terribly shameless.
"What do you want for lunch?" Lin Jiyue raised her head and asked.
"What do you want to eat? Or we can eat outside."
"No, just go to the supermarket and buy some food. I'll cook."
Then they went shopping for groceries together.
Zhuang Licheng temporarily forgot about the unpleasantness of Murong Jing's visit and immersed himself in the peaceful atmosphere with Lin Jiyue.
Watching Lin Jiyue pick out the meat and vegetables bit by bit, the scene was really beautiful, just like a wife at home picking ingredients for her husband to cook in the supermarket. The bell in the hall started to ring, and once,
Two... ten times in total.
Zhuang Licheng raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the clock. It was already half past ten. He suddenly felt that Lin Jiyue had walked too long.
The villa felt a lot empty without her breath. Although she rarely spoke when she was there, and even when she cried, it was suppressed and silent, but he just missed the smell of Lin Jiyue's body, the smell she brought in when she came.
There is a subtle fragrance.
Lin Jiyue's body had a fresh, refreshing, and light floral fragrance. Every time Zhuang Licheng hugged her, he couldn't help but smell it a few more times.
Zhuang Licheng called Lin Jiyue's cell phone, but the ringtone came from upstairs. He didn't know where she had gone, and he didn't want to wait for her to come back in the villa.
Zhuang Licheng put on his coat, and then he remembered that Lin Jiyue walked in a hurry when she went out and did not wear a coat.
He began to worry about whether Lin Jiyue would catch the cold. It had just rained yesterday and the temperature outside was very low.
He trotted out the door, guessing where Lin Jiyue would go. If it didn't work, he would drive to find it. But just after he ran past a street intersection, Zhuang Lizheng saw Lin Jiyue sitting in the small garden.
In this slightly cooler weather, she only wore a thin cotton sweater and sat motionless on an outdoor chair.
"Yueyue!" Zhuang Licheng called her, but Lin Jiyue did not look back.
He slowly approached and walked around a bush, and then he understood what Lin Jiyue was looking at.
There is a small slide in the garden, and in the sand below there is a mother playing with her child in the fine sand. Lin Jiyue is looking at their mother and child intently.
Every woman will show her maternal nature when she reaches a certain age, and Lin Jiyue is no exception.
She also hoped that one day she could have children for the man she loved, but when she thought of Murong Jing coming to her door, her heart ached inexplicably.
Are mistresses or lovers also qualified to give birth to children for their men?
Nope...
"Yueyue, we're going home." Zhuang Licheng stood in front of her and said to her in a soft tone.
Lin Jiyue looked up at him and asked slowly: "Is the senior sister gone?"
"Well, she's gone. Let's go back."
Zhuang Licheng stretched out his hand, and Lin Jiyue hesitated, but still took his.
Zhuang Licheng held Lin Jiyue's hand, which was indeed cold.
He pulled Lin Jiyue out of the park and asked as he walked: "Is it cold?"
Before Lin Jiyue could answer, he took off his coat and put it on her body.
The clothes carried warm body temperature, and Lin Jiyue immediately felt much warmer.
People are really lazy animals. Once they get used to a certain state of comfort, it is difficult to jump outside and endure hardship again.
Zhuang Licheng took great care of her, and he was very considerate, but she actually accepted it with peace of mind, and enjoyed other people's fiancés as her boyfriend with peace of mind. Looking back, she felt that she was terribly shameless.
"What do you want for lunch?" Lin Jiyue raised her head and asked.
"What do you want to eat? Or we can eat outside."
"No, just go to the supermarket and buy some food. I'll cook."
Then they went shopping for groceries together.
Zhuang Licheng temporarily forgot about the unpleasantness of Murong Jing's visit and immersed himself in the peaceful atmosphere with Lin Jiyue.
Watching Lin Jiyue pick out the meat and vegetables bit by bit, the scene was really beautiful, just like a stay-at-home wife picking ingredients for her husband to cook in the supermarket.