Qin Ning stopped his tears for a while, and his big wet eyes stared at him seriously.

"Han Junyu, kiss me."

Han Junyu fingers open, combing her hair, brown eyes deep staring at her.

Seeing that she would shed tears again, although she was worried, she could not help but feel distressed. She bowed her head and kissed her delicate and soft pink lips.

Qin Ning took the opportunity to hold his neck, the whole person around him, soft voice in his ear said.

"Han Junyu, I want you."

With a word, she pulled open his bathrobe and put her little hand in.

“……” Han Junyu twists her eyebrows and holds her little hand.

"Ning Ning, don't be ridiculous."

"I'm not fooling around. I'm your wife. Do you want to do something close to you?"

Qin Ning sobbed, his soft voice trembled, and tears hung on his long eyelashes.

"No, Ning Ning, be a good boy. When I find out this matter, I'll be happy."

he is very patient and rational in analyzing this matter with him.

He learned that this matter was just one side of Ning Fu's story, and there was no more evidence to prove it, so he still maintained a skeptical attitude.

"No, I won't wait."

Qinning capricious, legs around her waist rub, feel his body clearly had a reaction, but his calm face, can't see any expression.

"Han Junyu, you want me too, don't you?"

The breath of the little woman's voice vomited on his neck, and he swallowed his saliva and rolled his Adam's apple.

No longer taut, holding her turned, a hand to protect her against the wall.

"Ning Ning, don't make trouble."

The low voice is dull and full of magnetism. In the dark night, it is touching.

Qin Ning is infatuated with staring at him, coquettishly wrinkling his small nose.

"I didn't make trouble. I just want you to prove that you want me and you want to be with me."

Soft tone, too calm, hear the man's ears, but it is another picture.

Han Junyu narrowed his cold eyes and stared at her delicate and beautiful face.

This is his woman. He wants no one but her.

Take her back to bed, his elbow on her side, long fingers grinding her pink lips.

"Ning Ning, call my name."

"Han Junyu."

"Call again."

"Han Junyu, Han Junyu..."

The man's kiss fell on her ear, her teeth gently grinding the tip of her ear.

"Ning Ning, you are mine."

Low voice, too enchanting, her heart tip a shake, the whole body is suffused with a layer of pink.

The primitive movement of human beings, people who love each other, is a game of mutual communication.

As long as you dare to play, the rule of the game is to understand each other.

Because of long-term exercise, men's bodies are full of strength and relaxation. They are full of charm, which can be tasted by delicate and beautiful women.

He likes to hear her soft call his name, sound like a rope, lock him on her, even if it is dead on her, he is willing.

……

The next day, Qin Ning on the bed shrunk his shoulders and looked around for the quilt.

After a while, she didn't find the quilt. She opened her sleepy eyes and patted the position beside her, cold.

She frowned and got up to find that the quilt had fallen to the ground. She rolled it up, got out of bed and put on her coat.

Go to the window, hear the rain outside the window, this just know it's raining.

After looking at the time, it was more than nine o'clock, so she went to wash and go downstairs.

Today is the weekend. He doesn't have to go to work, but he didn't see Han Junyu downstairs. After breakfast, he didn't see anyone in his study.

Uneasy, she ran downstairs again.

"Aunt Zhang, do you know where Han Junyu has gone?"

Aunt Zhang shakes her head. Where is Han Junyu going? How can she tell a servant.

Qin Ning twisted his eyebrows and called him, but the other party turned it off.

She frowned. How could Han Junyu turn off the power at this time?

If you have something to do, please call again

"Uncle song, I called Han Junyu, but he didn't answer. Do you know where Han Junyu has gone? "

“……”

"Uncle song, what's the matter? What's the matter?"

Qin Ning's face was pale, and he had a bad feeling.

"Madam, I suddenly received an emergency job in the morning, which requires the president to show up in person, so the president should be on the plane now."

“……”

He went abroad!

Qin Ning leans on the wall powerlessly, hangs up the phone and stares at his mobile phone in a daze.

He, won't regret, don't want her.

The mobile phone vibrates. It's a call from Song Xuan, but she doesn't have the strength to answer it.For a long time, the other party stopped, she looked around at a loss, did not know what to do.

Get up to go to the studio, looking at the miniaturized Q version Han Junyu on the drawing board, her tears trickle down.

Han Junyu, how can you say no to her last night.

The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable it was. She cried out loud, with tears on her face.

But she didn't care. She picked up the brush, opened the paint angrily, and mixed the colors randomly.

When she was not happy in the past, as long as she painted, her heart would calm down.

However, this time, no matter how she painted, she was still aggrieved and angry at being abandoned.

When she regained her mind and stared at herself, she was so scared that she poured all the paint on her body, and the whole person stepped back two steps.

A big black hand, holding a villain, the villain struggling forehead burst up blue tendons, eyes canthus to crack, ferocious terror.

Can villain has a pair of big eyes, the mood revealed in the eyes, not eager to survive, but hopeless sadness.

The mood of that eye is too strong, and the whole picture is dark, very terrible.

She put the painting aside and toned it again, making warm colors of orange red and bright yellow, but in the end, the picture she drew was still terrifying and ferocious.

Angry to lose the pen in her hand, she squatted down ready to cry a pain.

I don't know how long it took for the phone to ring again.

She wiped her tears with her sleeve and took a look. It was Han Junyu.

In the heart was more distressed, he calls her, can't want to divorce with her?

Staring at the mobile phone, until the mobile phone is quiet, her choking sobs reverberate in the studio.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

"Are you in, ma'am?"

Qinning quickly wipe tears, should be a.

"Madam, Han Shao is on the phone with you. Do you want to answer it?"

Qin Ning pursed her lips for a long time before she got up. Because she squatted too long, her eyes were dark, and she instinctively held the drawing board to stand firm.

It took a long time for her to relax before her eyes became clear.

She can clearly feel that her health is getting worse and worse, but she dare not say.

When she picked up Aunt Zhang's phone, it was more than ten minutes later.

"Rather?"

"Well."

She deliberately lowered her voice, but she cried after the nasal or let him hear.

"Why are you crying?"

Listening to his inquiry, she felt even more aggrieved.

"Han Junyu, don't you want me?"

"Ning Ning, what are you thinking about?"

Han Junyu scolds, hears the other party's sobbing sound, also distressed is not good, lets the sound be gentle as far as possible. "Ning Ning, do you remember what I said to you last night?"