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In a word, a marriage 15

Chapter 492: One word, a marriage 15

In fact, not only at noon today, when he lived in Mingzheng before, Long Lifei also specifically told Qingfeng to not only take care of Yan'er's taste, but also to have Qingcheng's taste and not be too bland.

He hadn't noticed it before, until last night when you took a few bites of vegetables and put down your tableware, he suddenly realized that when he lived in Mingzhengju before, most of what he ate was the wife's taste, and he didn't touch the light dishes very much.

If Qingfeng hadn't mentioned it, Ye Qingcheng wouldn't have noticed it. She remembered that Long Lifei ate in the past, and it was mostly vegetarian food. He basically didn't touch anything heavy in oil or salt. But these days when they dine together, he seems to be slow.

Slowly I started to eat greasy dishes.

Could it be that it was really because of him that his taste in food had changed? Because of himself, he could eat better than usual?

But what kind of logic is this?

It is not a stomach-building and digestion tablet, nor is it an appetizer!

Ye Qingcheng returned to the room, lay on the bed, closed his eyes, and Qingfeng's words echoed over and over in his mind.

"Your Excellency and Mrs. Mingxi went to the United States, and Miss Yan married to country A, leaving you alone. I believe you can see how difficult it has been for you these past few years. I know you want to marry him.

, I am really happy for you. But you left after marrying you, and you have been away for two years. You have not mentioned a word, but you have taken care of everything for your wife in every detail. Not every man has this kind of heart.

You can do it. You have never said a word about all the things you have done for the people around you over the years, and you have endured everything silently. Such people...are prone to suffer themselves."

There were some things that she could see clearly even if Qingfeng didn't say them, but there were some things that Qingfeng said that made her feel even more mixed inside.

The rekindled feelings sprouted green buds deep in his heart, and he slowly longed to have a place in his heart.

Even if it is just a corner, I am still satisfied.

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The dinner was very silent, and Ye Qingcheng did not hesitate or complain when taking medicine. He simply swallowed the pills and drank a glass of warm water.

Long Lifei told her to rest early as he still had work to deal with.

"Um...Long Lifei..." Ye Qingcheng stood up and stood there, looking at his long and slender back.

Long Lifei stopped and looked back at her.

"I slept too much during the day, and now I can't sleep. It's boring to be alone in the room. Can I come to your study to play? I promise I won't disturb your work!" Ye Qingcheng spoke softly, raising her hand weakly to reassure her, without any confidence.

, because she is an active person.

Long Lifei frowned and hesitated for a few seconds, but finally agreed.

Ye Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief, followed him quickly, walked behind him, and followed him to the study.

"It's up to you." Long Lifei said calmly, sat down at the desk and began to deal with some emails that needed to be dealt with.

Ye Qingcheng looked around the study, then slowly walked to the sofa and sat down. There was a box of chess placed under the coffee table. When she was bored, she took it over and started playing chess with herself, having a great time.

While Long Lifei was working, he caught sight of her out of the corner of his eye and saw her enjoying herself. A smile flashed across her dark eyes. She paused for a few seconds to gather her concentration and concentrate on her work.

When he looked up again, the clock on the wall had reached eleven-thirty, and Ye Qingcheng on the sofa got tired of playing at some point, picked up a book, and fell asleep.

"A Qing...A Qing..." Long Lifei squatted in front of her and called her softly. Why didn't he go back to the room to sleep when he was sleepy?!

Ye Qingcheng's eyelashes covering her eyes moved slightly, her thin lips opened slightly, and her voice was unclear: "Don't make any noise..."

Long Lifei knew that she didn't like to be disturbed when she was sleeping, so he had no choice but to avoid her wounds, carefully picked her up in his arms, stood up and walked out of the room.

Ye Qingcheng curled up in his arms like a cat, quiet and well-behaved. Her breath seemed to be spraying on his white shirt, penetrating through the thin material into his skin, making it lazy and warm.

Worried that it would wake her up, he walked very slowly, passing through the corridor and heading towards the bedroom. Many servants saw His Excellency holding his wife in his arms, with careful movements and a gentle expression. Many people inevitably asked the Chief Deacon Qingfeng if the Presidential Palace was

Your Highness will soon be there.

In the bedroom, Long Lifei had carefully placed her on the bed. His movements were careful, but he still heard a vague snort.

"Does the wound hurt?" He whispered in her ear, not sure if she could hear it.

Ye Qingcheng groaned vaguely, probably because it was really painful, and frowned.

Long Lifei hesitated again and again, but finally lifted the quilt and lay down next to her. He passed his long arm under her neck, avoiding the wound and gently pulled her into his arms, "Then sleep next to me.

.”

Ye Qingcheng lay obediently on his chest, pinching his white shirt with her fingers, her breathing gradually calmed down, and her brows relaxed...

…………………………………………………… The first release of Romance Novel Bar…………………………

For a week, Long Lifei came back to spend breakfast, lunch and dinner with Ye Qingcheng. He also stayed with her at night, letting her sleep against him to avoid touching the wound and causing pain.

This child was not a good sleeper. He slept on his stomach at first, then unconsciously lay flat on his back when he fell asleep. When the wound hurt, he was too lazy to move. He continued to sleep, and the pain stopped after he fell asleep.

Long Lifei was in a light sleep. Every night as long as she moved a little bit, he would wake up. Seeing that she wanted to lie down, he immediately held her up to his chest and lay on her stomach. She would sleep peacefully and her body would slowly get better.

Long Ziqi called because Xiao Long Jinhui was shouting "Mama" inarticulately. She was very happy and naturally wanted to share it with Long Lifei. By the way, she urged him and Qingcheng to have a child as soon as possible.

People who have never given birth to children will never understand the joy and pride of being a parent, especially every time Xiao Longjin does something that makes her laugh or cry.

During the phone video chat, Long Ziqi taught Xiao Longjin how to call Long Lifei "uncle", but Xiao Longjin could only repeatedly shout unclear words "Mama Ma Ma Ma", and now even his father has not learned it yet.

Ye Qingcheng was sitting on the sofa playing games on Long Lifei's tablet. He came over with his mobile phone and asked Long Ziqi and A Qing to say a few words.

She was wearing loose clothes and exposed her shoulders. Long Ziqi saw the bandage at a glance and said with concern: "Qingcheng, you were injured, why didn't you tell me."

Ye Qingcheng put down the tablet and smiled nonchalantly: "It's almost good now, so why bother telling you that it's not a big deal to have one more person to worry about."

Seeing that she looked good, Long Ziqi let go of her worries and said, "Don't be so desperate. After all, you are married. You have to think more about A Li."

Ye Qingcheng glanced at the handsome man next to him and chuckled: "Don't worry, I will live well and I will never let him be a widow."

It's just a joke. Who would have thought that fate would turn into clouds and rain later. When a thought arises, the world is so close. When a thought is extinguished, the world is so close.

Long Lifei raised his eyebrows and looked at her displeased, how could this child talk?!

You dare to make such a joke. It seems that not only is the injury okay, but there seems to be no gap between the two people.

After chatting for a while, Long Lifei took some time to take Qingcheng to Country A as a guest, and asked them when they would announce their marriage.

After prevaricating and cutting off the call, Long Ziqi put down the phone. Jin Cunxu happened to come in and handed Long Jin to the servant to take him away.

"Qingcheng and Ali seem to be different." Long Ziqi seemed to be telling him, but also seemed to be telling herself.

"Huh?" Jin Cunxu didn't react at all. He hugged her with his slender arms, lowered his head and kissed her hair, rubbing her ears and temples together.

Long Ziqi was tickled by him and stretched out his hand to push him, "I'm telling you about A Li and Qingcheng, why don't you care at all?" After all, he can be considered his brother-in-law, half brother.

Jin Cunxu's thin lips parted slightly: "Shouldn't you care more about me than A Li?" Since having Long Jin, their nightlife has been pitiful.

Long Ziqi raised his eyes, as bright as stars: "You have been married for so many years, and you are still jealous of A Li?"

"Not only A Li... but also Long Jin..." Wen Cun's tone was slightly sour, and her warm fingers had already penetrated into her clothes, "Do you want to suppress me to the point of being impotent?"

"I...well..."

Before he finished speaking, he had already lowered his head and kissed her lips. Long Jin had broken it several times before and stopped in the middle. He hadn't touched her for half a month.

Tonight, I will not let her go easily no matter what.

As for Xiao Longjin, just go and make trouble for Grandpa.

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The lights in the room went out, and Ye Qingcheng lay on Long Lifei's chest, eyes wide open in the darkness, her fingers habitually grabbing his clothes, not feeling sleepy at all.

The legs moved for a while, then moved again, and repeated several times. Long Lifei finally couldn't help but press her legs under his own legs, and said in a low voice: "Sleep well."

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Young Master: I’m not feeling well, so I’ll keep the update to 6,000 words at the moment. I’ll update the remaining one when I feel better. As for the reason why I’m not feeling well, I think every woman has a few days every month.

The same goes for me as a man, you know.


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