"You say it first."
"First of all, ladies first."
Qi Yan insists on Cheng Cheng Cheng saying first.
Cheng Cheng has to open his mouth. "You help me get back at the warm things. Why don't you open your mouth and tell me?"
"You know that? Who told you that. "
Qi Yan was surprised how she could know about it.
"It doesn't matter who told me that. I ask you something, and you answer me truthfully."
Cheng Cheng Cheng looks into Qi Yan's eyes seriously.
"You said."
"Three years ago, when she was admitted to the hospital, did you hold her in her ward?"
Qi Yan thought of that day carefully.
It's the day when you cry and shout to jump.
"Have you ever been to that ward, where you put the things at the door?"
Qi Yan suddenly realized.
"Well, it's me, but tell me the truth, did you hold her?"
"Yes, I do." Qi Yan confessed truthfully.
"I knew I was right. Why did I leave you? Because I can't see the hope on the edge of all despair. I think you will still be soft to the warmth and choose her after all, so I prefer to let go. " Cheng Cheng Cheng tells Qi Yan all his inner thoughts at that time.
"Why do you want to let go? It's not what you think. I held her because she climbed up the window and was ready to jump from the window of the ward. I just carried her back to bed from the window. That's all."
"What about the company? Why did I receive the photos you held together?"
"She rushed up and hugged me, and I pushed her away. This is probably what she sent someone to capture on purpose. "
After all the explanations.
The two were silent.
It turns out that it's not the external factors that really beat them.
It's the mistrust between them.
"You really don't believe me? If you believed me a little more, wouldn't you let go? " Qi Yan looks at Cheng Cheng Cheng sadly.
"Yes, after all, in such an environment, I don't know how long I can hold on. That marriage is more painful than happiness."
Cheng Cheng Cheng answers Qi Yan calmly.
"Well, it's all over and we won't mention it any more. We'll have a new start from today."
"Who wants to start over with you."
"What you did for me today is not enough to explain everything? You still love me, don't quibble, don't deny, orange, give me another chance, believe me, I will protect your mother and daughter. "
Qi Yan reaches out and holds Cheng Cheng's hands.
"But I......" Cheng Cheng is hesitating whether to be soft hearted or not, and whether to give him this chance.
Now they are all more mature. If we try again, can we have different results.
"My whole life is so short, I don't want to waste time on meaningless pursuit. I just want to cherish the days I can be with you."
Qi Yan approached Cheng Cheng Cheng little by little, then leaned over and kissed her lips.
Cheng Cheng Cheng's eyes widened in amazement, allowing him to pry open her lips gently and aggressively.
Unconsciously, her hands slowly cling to his neck and close her eyes.
Yeah, it's only that long in life. If they waste it, they're all old.
Familiar kiss, familiar taste.
Two people kissed each other.
Cheng Cheng's face is red.
Kisses to the sentiment place, Qi Yan slowly overwhelms Cheng orange on the sofa.
The kiss moved all the way down to her earlobes, neck and collarbone.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Cheng Orange pushes him away.
"Sorry, I'm used to it."
Qi Yan realized that he was out of control and quickly apologized.
"Habit, which kind of habit? The habit of three years ago, or in the past three years, many women have been knocked out? "
Cheng Cheng Cheng sits up from the sofa and arranges his messy hair and clothes.
"I haven't touched a woman in three years, OK? You don't know how hard I'm holding it now. "
Qi Yan looked down at himself.
Abstinence for such a long time, it is really some uncontrollable, especially in front of his beloved woman.
"Then keep holding back and start over. I also need to think about it slowly. After all, this matter should be careful, not playful."
"Well, that girl number one, have you decided to play?" Qi Yan looks at her with expectant eyes.
"Well."
Cheng Orange nodded. Instead of procrastinating, it's better to make a direct decision.
"Great."
Qi Yan gets up happily and holds Cheng Cheng Cheng tightly in his arms.
——Lingxiao international.
In the office, Ling Xiaohan is bowing his head and correcting the plan.
Kowtow -
rob came in.
"Young master, miss muying, please see me."
"What is she doing?" Ling Xiao asked with a frown.
"I don't know. It's said that Miss Mu Ying is interested in the singer selection held by our company this time."
"Is she coming to talk to me about work?"
Ling Xiaohan's mouth curled in surprise.
"That's possible. Shall I invite her in?"
"Let her in."
Before long, before people arrived, the voice of muyingqingtian came from the door of the office.
"Uncle Ling, I'm here."
After muying broke into the office, Ling Xiaohan put down his business and looked up to receive her. "What are you looking for me for?"
"Uncle Ling is so wary of me. I don't like you anymore. I'm infatuated with my family's fans. Don't forget it. I'm here to talk to you today. I heard that your company held a singer selection. What do you think of me? Can you go straight through the back door? Send me a record or something. "
"Lingshi entertainment only accepts excellent talents. First of all, you need to prove that you are good enough, so I can consider whether you are needed or not."
"I'm excellent. I can sing any song. Why don't I sing it to you now?"
"I don't have time to listen to you sing. You go directly to Su Xingchen, a singer signing at Ling's entertainment. He is responsible for the selection of this singer."
"You hate to see me so much. Forget it. I'll find it myself. Don't disturb you. Hum, after all these years, I still have a look of Ji Qianchen's death. It's not interesting at all. "
Mu Sai Tsao finished, make complaints about it.
Ling Xiao frowned, sat on the office chair, pointed to himself, and asked rob, "rob, am I really boring?"
"Cough, young master, rob dare not make a conclusion about this matter."
"Say it, say it."
"Most women like people who are funny and humorous. Maybe miss muying thinks you are too cold and rigid."
"And so does the young lady?" Ling Xiaohan stares at Rob and asks seriously.
"Well, I'm afraid you have to ask madam Shao in person." Rob said with a smile.
Ji Qianchen, who is still at home, suddenly receives a call from Ling Xiaohan.
"Hello, honey."
"Do you think I'm cold and rigid?"
"Don't you always do that?"
Ji Qianchen is very sincere, without any cover up.
"Oh, do you like me like that?"
"I don't like it."
"Well?" Lingxiao's cold tone was accentuated.
Ji Qianchen could feel the cold coming from Ling Xiaohan.