This problem has been bothering him, making him uneasy and uneasy.
That man is too good, too good, with fatal danger, he is afraid that she will fall.
"It has nothing to do with feelings. He doesn't love me, and I don't love him, but..." She dropped her eyes, and there was a sad shadow on her white eyelids. Some marriages don't need feelings, they only need interests and utilization. She's good at ice gourd, that's it. He needs a wife and heirs, and those he loves can't give them, so he can only find someone to replace him, and she is the best substitute in his eyes.
"Let's not talk about this, Yu Han. Let's talk about the reunion at the end of the month." This topic is too heavy and dark for her to tell him the truth. It's better to shift. She tried to smile at him, but before she could put out her lips, she was blown away by the passing cold wind. So, from the palm of his hand back, she picked up the coffee cup, a mouthful of drinking, to let himself calm.
He scratched his head, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of melancholy color, for a long time, he slowly opened his lips: "classmate meeting, will you go?"
"Of course, I haven't seen my roommates for a long time." She finally squeezed out a smile, "the three of them all stay in Kuncheng for development. I went to Yangcheng. I heard that they get together almost every week. I envy them."
"I must regret it now?" His tone was bitter and sour. She came to Yangcheng for him, but he couldn't keep her.
Yi Xia raises a head again, looked at him one eye: "I have never regretted." She said it simply and firmly, as if to comfort him. At that time, no matter how prosperous and beautiful the city was, her heart was lonely.
There was a glimmer in his dim eyes.
She still cares about him, and she has his place in her heart.
That's good. That's enough.
When Yi Xia returned to Rong Fu, the hall was still very busy.
As soon as Yuan Qi Nan saw her, she ran over and pulled her to Rong shumeng: "cousin, shumeng went to be an enthusiastic audience today, didn't there be any accident?"
"What's the matter?" Yi and Xia are slightly stunned, and turn her eyes to Rong shumeng. She is holding the business card Xia Yuhan gave her, ha ha.
"She's been like this since she came back. Besides looking at her business card and T-shirt, she just covers her face and giggles. I want to see whose business card it is. She looks like a babe. She doesn't even let me glance at it. Isn't it a transient mental disorder?" Yuan Qi Nan looks worried.
Yi summer poured to take a breath again, the person who has star chasing physique is really crazy, the medicine definitely can't stop!
She half closed her mouth and murmured in Yuan Qi Nan's ear: "she saw her Yuhan oba today. She also wanted to get her autograph and business card."
"No wonder." Yuan Qi Nan laughed, "I heard that some fans shook hands with brother Haoyang, but I didn't wash hands for three months. I still think it's incredible. I didn't expect to have such a flower maniac in my family!"
"Cherish life and stay away from the fans." Yi also Xia language center of gravity long clapped her shoulder.
She thumbed up and agreed.
After a shower, when he enters the room, Rong Zhenye is lying on the bed reading the US business weekly. Yuan Qi Nan said that he is proficient in eight languages. If he wants to travel around the world with him, he doesn't need to bring a translator.
Seeing her sitting beside him, he raised his eyes and looked at her. His eyes were deep: "where have you been?" His tone was casual, as if he were just asking.
Yi and Xia light smile, guess he this is knowingly asked, rongshumeng must have told him, she is and xiayuhan out.
"At the end of the month, there was a classmate meeting in the University. I talked with my seniors about this." She said it lightly, but she looked calm.
His Mo Tong shrinks slightly, a complex micro awn flashes from the fundus of his eyes: "can I take my family?"
Yi Xia choked again: "do you want to go?"
"Is that ok?"
With a subtle smile in his mouth, he could not tell whether he was joking or serious. She held out her hand, held his handsome face, and added a teasing color between her eyebrows: "no, you are too showy. People will think that I'm here to show off my husband. My roommates are still single dogs. It's not good to be envied and excluded by them at that time."
"It doesn't matter. I can be ugly." He shrugged.
"That's even worse." She shook her head like a rattle. "I'm the president of our school appearance Association. My husband is ugly. Don't you want to become a big joke for everyone?"
Rong Zhenye's face flashed a shade of gloom, and his mouth drooped slightly. He turned his head to the magazine in his hand and stopped talking.
Yi Youxia secretly glanced at him and noticed his displeasure, so he put his arm on his shoulder, showing a smiley look, easing the atmosphere: "if you have time, you can go to Kuncheng with me. When I come back from the class meeting, I'll go to the city together. Kuncheng is fun."
Rong Zhenye's beautiful mouth is quietly raised, and he makes such a happy decision. As for who she is with today and what she has done, he doesn't want to ask. Anyway, he has a lifetime, sooner or later, will take her heart.Notice his delicate expression change, Yi Youxia's heart is at ease. She didn't want to annoy him, or she would be punished again.
She leaned comfortably on the head of the bed, picked up the pad and the stylus, sketched the design sketch of the new series, and teased the people beside her: "ice gourd, I heard that you are a Harvard graduate, a top student in the school of architecture, an MBA in the school of business, blazing blazing blazing blazing blazing blazing blazing blazing blazing blazing blazing blazing blazing blazing blazing blazing blazing blazing blazing blazing blazing bla
Rong Zhenye's low voice came slowly: "ready to worship me?"
Yi and Xia's big black eyes turned around: "if we didn't get drunk together in the bar on April Fool's day, we must be passers-by now." After a pause, he shook his head again. "No, you are in a luxury car. I walk with my feet. I should not even be a passer-by."
Rong Zhenye raises his charming mouth and smiles implicitly and gently: "it's fate to meet the right person at the right time and place."
"Where is it?" She wrinkled her nose, "it is clear that at the wrong time, in the wrong place, I met the wrong person and did the wrong thing."
Rong Zhenye put down his magazine and looked at her with his hands around his chest, with a serious look: "if we are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away, we can meet each other even if we are separated by a Pacific Ocean. Drunk is to do a lot of ridiculous things, but only we ran to register for marriage, this is called destiny. You Yi Youxia have written into my marriage tree since you were born. You are destined to marry me as a wife
Yixia shakes again.
Fate? Is she predestined with the ice gourd?
When she was a child, she was favored by Mr. Rong. She made an engagement with him and went around in a big circle. Unexpectedly, she still married him.
Is that destiny?
The other end of her red line is the ice gourd?
No!
She was sweating wildly on her forehead.
But on second thought, no, if it's fate, why don't they love each other? He has Qin Xuelu, and she has Xia Yuhan. They belong to each other. Is it hard to see that they are only married, not in love?
Darling, is the substitute ready?
She sniffed and suddenly wanted to cry.
Looking at her as if she had been forced to irrigate Coptis chinensis, his two beautiful thick eyebrows wrinkled: "is it difficult for you to be my wife?"
She drooped her head and sighed heavily: "I'm definitely not the only one in your marriage spectrum. I don't want to be a rich family's grumpy wife."
He raised the tip of her chin, dark ice eyes flickering in the light, "do you want to monopolize me?" His tone was light and provocative.
She blushed, put down the pad, like a snail retracted into the thin blanket: "I'm not interested in you, and when things are finished, you hurry to give me freedom, one day is not allowed to delay."
He: "wife, what is destined to be, can't escape." His voice was as light as a goose feather, but full of threat.
She moved to the bed in panic, reached for his hand and said, "that Last time you told me about the audition of costume drama, I asked Yifan to sign up. " She shifted the subject and distracted him.
Rong Zhenye's handsome face is close to her, and his lips are rubbing her lips. His movements are very light and soft, as if the wings of a butterfly are flying past her lips. "Are you going to do anything for your best friend tonight and accept my hidden rules?"
She swallowed her saliva hard, and his closeness formed a huge sense of oppression, which made it difficult for her to breathe, "think Don't even think about it. " Her cheek was as red as a ripe washington apple.
She flurried away her head, "you Don't you mean to compensate me for being a cow and a horse? "
"Well, I'll serve you now." He almost swallowed her up. She pushed him hard, and then turned her head to the other side, so that her mouth would not be blocked by him and she could not speak. "I'm hungry. I want to eat muffins. Would you go and get them for me?"
"Well, eat me first, and then muffins." He sealed her lips from her voice.
The evening wind blows in from the slightly open glass window, and the faint fragrance of flowers makes the night more beautiful
He is the blazing sun that melts her.
She is a strong liquor, which makes him intoxicated.
He sucks her fragrance, and she never knows that she will unconsciously obey him, respond to him, and let each other's souls erode into each other's marrow.
When he ate her lips and was satisfied, he sent the muffin to her red and swollen lips.
She bashfully and helplessly beat his shoulder, opened her mouth and ate the whole piece, turning grief and anger into appetite.
"Your unspoken rules are over. Is it possible for Yifan in our family to be a female leader?"
Rong Zhenye's perfect lip line is gently opened. It's just the beginning. How can it end easily?
"I can only make half a decision about this. You have to deal with another person."