Aunt Hai's head hurt. She sat on the chair outside and didn't dare to leave. At this time, she had no choice. After all, the Marquis and the princess were a serious couple. If the Marquis had
How could the princess, a weak woman, refuse the request?
Maybe the Marquis was angry with the princess before and had a fight with her. But now, alas! Grandma Hai was so worried! Her ears straightened up, listening to what was going on inside, for fear of accidentally missing one!
An Jingcheng did drink a few more drinks, but it was not to the point where his mind was not clear.
But after all, he drank too much, and he felt a little uncomfortable. Now that he heard what An Xibi asked him again, he felt uncomfortable and wanted to come over and ask Yu Qi what she was thinking.
What! He knew that he had wronged her back then and allowed her to be humiliated before getting married, but he didn't mean it, he was framed!
He also felt sorry for her, so even though she hated him, he tolerated it. But after all these years, and his daughter was married, what else could she still hold back from, and she had to keep giving him the cold shoulder?
Entering the inner room, he saw Yu Qi sitting motionless by the bed. An Jingcheng took two quick steps and sat beside her, holding her in his arms. An Jingcheng was tall and mighty, but Yu Qi was
A typical Jiangnan woman, petite and exquisite, An Jingcheng felt as if she weighed nothing when he held her, so he easily picked her up and put her on his lap.
This soft body instantly made his body feel hot. He looked at Yu Qi with burning eyes. Yu Qi was already over thirty, but she looked like she was in her early twenties. Not only was she well-maintained, but she was also incredibly beautiful.
.Compared with the bright and flamboyant beauty of her daughter An Xibi, Yu Qi is more gentle and elegant, which makes people feel that her heart is softened by her.
An Jingcheng held her delicate body in his arms. All the thoughts in his mind were completely gone in an instant. Now he just wanted to rub her into his arms and possess her fiercely.
He thought so and planned to do this. This is his wife. Is it possible that he can't touch her?
An Jingcheng put Yu Qi on the bed, untied his coat and threw it out. He pressed Yu Qi under him and pressed his lips against hers.
He was excited to take the next step, but he felt a warm and moist feeling on his face. An Jingcheng couldn't help but paused and looked at Yu Qi, only to see that her eyes were lifeless and her tears were falling in strings.
It fell like a broken bead, and it couldn't be stopped no matter what.
An Jingcheng's enthusiasm was mostly gone. He sat on the bed with his clothes still half open. He held Yu's shoulders and asked her to sit face to face with him. Seeing her endless tears, he actually felt a little overwhelmed.
It hurts. After so many years, his impression of Yu Qi is still the sudden heart-pounding glance when they first met, then the madness out of control that night, and the stunning face that stunned him after taking off the hijab on the wedding night.
The beautiful face, after that, only became more and more indifferent.
But at this time, looking at her like this, the anger he had been holding back for a long time actually dissipated a lot. He stretched out his hand to wipe away her tears, but found that the tears seemed to be endless and could not be wiped away.
over.
He couldn't help but said irritably: "Why are you crying? If you don't let me touch it, I won't touch it! I know I was sorry for you back then, but I was also framed. What can I do?"