When she saw the tall black figure standing at the door, Qian Xiaojiu burst into tears, covering her face and crying.
The man had strode in, shut out the cold wind outside the glass room again, squatted down next to the chair, wrapped her in his gentle and generous arms, and the familiar apology sounded in her ears again: "
Sorry, Cat."
"You bastard!" Qian Xiaojiu hit He Lianqing's shoulder with his fist, and simply cried out in grief, "If I had anything to do with Ye Feihan, would I come back to you again? If I had anything with him,
What, when you met me back then, I...I would still be
Is it the first time? If I had anything with him, how could he find me three years later! If I had anything with him, how could I still be found by you? You bastard... ugh... if I had anything with him
What, why should I follow you again...you bastard..."
"Yes, I am a bastard. I have always been a bastard! I'm sorry, I really was...I was jealous when I saw you dancing..."
Qian Xiaojiu cried. Is he jealous?
"Are you lying?" Qian Xiaojiu cried again, "Are you jealous? I am your wife, and those people are obviously jealous of you... and you still bully me like this..."
Hearing her cry like this, He Lianqing felt distressed and helpless.
She had never cried so loudly before, as if she wanted to cry out all her grievances. That energy really poked his heart.
"Then hit me!" He Lianqing grabbed Qian Xiaojiu's hand and swung it towards his face. Before Qian Xiaojiu could react, he pulled back and made a 'pop' sound, and it was really... hit...
Qian Xiaojiu withdrew her hand, looked at He Lianqing in the dark and couldn't help but yelled angrily: "Are you crazy!? Why are you hitting yourself!?"
"If you don't want to forgive me, then beat me up!" He Lianqing grabbed Qian Xiaojiu's other hand and was about to shout at her face. Qian Xiaojiu panicked and quickly grabbed her hand and shouted loudly
Shouted: "Okay, okay, okay, my hand hurts, I...I forgive you..."
What a rogue!
"I'm not being a scoundrel, Mao'er." He Lianqing hugged Qian Xiaojiu tightly and said in a deep voice, "I'm really jealous. I'm jealous of the times you two spent together, which I didn't participate in. I'm jealous.
You two who dance with him actually seem to be a good match in the eyes of others! Jealous of his strong attachment to you, whether it's good or bad! I'm jealous of other men who have you in their hearts. Can you understand me like this?
"
Qian Xiaojiu listened to He Lianqing's words quietly, and her heart slowly settled.
After a long time, Qian Xiaojiu touched He Lianqing's face and sighed: "I thought about it, if a woman did this to you, I... I would be jealous in my heart. So, I, I really
I forgive you. But you are not allowed to doubt me again! To doubt me is to doubt yourself, you know?"
Qian Xiaojiu cannot accept this!
"Okay! Baby! I promise you." He Lianqing held Qian Xiaojiu's chin, lowered his head and kissed her with a domineering yet gentle touch. Qian Xiaojiu did not refuse, but after the kiss, her face was still
There are tears.
He Lianqing touched the tears in a panic, lowered his head in distress and kept kissing her face, asking eagerly: "What's wrong? Did I... make you angry somewhere else?"