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I went back to my seat and continued to eat, but I lost my appetite.

She smelled the faint smell of smoke on Lin's tired body. It turned out that he had just gone to the bathroom to smoke.

See Pei Qingcheng inhaled nose, he immediately sensitive to take off his coat: "my clothes have smoke smell."

"No problem." Reach out to grab his sleeve, timidly look at him: "you are not angry with me?"

"What am I mad at you for?" Elbows on the window, palms clenched into fists to support the head, the man leaned against her and looked at her.

"This." She hemmed and hawed, unable to explain why.

Forget it, there are many mistakes.

A large portion of the plane meal, all eaten up, including the bean soup, drink a drop.

Full and worried: "will the longer the fatter?"

The man's lips with a smile: "so what?"

"It won't be beautiful."

"So what?"

"Er." She is poor in words.

After a moment's silence, he shook her hand: "whatever you are, I will."

He wanted to hold his finger with his backhand, but when he hesitated, he had already released it gently, leaned on the back of the chair, lowered his seat, closed his eyes, and said in a low voice: "you are tired, lean over, have a sleep!"

She looked at the man's handsome face, long and curly eyelashes hanging, beautiful to let people close.

He reached out and landed his hand on the tip of his nose, sliding down little by little.

I really want to tell him that when he had an accident, she seemed to have become a walking corpse.

She couldn't control herself at all. All her senses lost their function.

Her heart became empty, as if someone had taken it off, and there was nothing in her chest but the whirring wind.

She was panicked, scared, desperate, helpless.

She didn't know what that feeling was.

I don't know why her hatred for Ye's tiredness is gone. Why did she suddenly become this.

Pei Zhijun hid her in Athens far away, and she tried every means to return to Ye tired's side.

Looking at him blankly, complex emotions arise in my heart.

Unknowingly, the fingers slide to Ye's tired lips, and fingernails touch his lips.

Electric shock usually flashed away.

In fact, from her fingertips to touch the tip of his nose, he already felt, small fingers down his nose all the way down.

Today, the little woman has been trying to say something. It is not difficult to guess what she wants to say.

When he sees her in the street in the evening, wearing only her nightgown, barefoot and hair, and crying helplessly and painlessly, Ye's tired heart hurts and warms up.

No matter how stupid the person knows, she is crying for who, and the soul is not.

People are not plants, which can be merciless.

What's more, his desperate love.

If it's a stone, it's going to melt.

Perhaps she was moved, will have such a reaction.

Can you understand love?

She didn't even dare to say it.

Still closed his eyes and pretended to be indifferent.

Pei Qingcheng sighed, lowered his seat and lay down.

More than ten hours of flying, eating, drinking, sleeping, and so on passed.

Back to the land of Mo City, Pei Qingcheng has a feeling of passing away.

Lao Huang picked them up at the gate of the airport. He didn't have any luggage. He just needed to help them open the door.

Seeing Pei Qingcheng, Lao Huang's melancholy look was slightly relieved. When he helped Pei Qingcheng open the door, he whispered: "madam, you are safe and sound. After you let me go back that day, there is no news. If anything happens to you, I can't afford to pay for it."

"Dead, dead?" Pei Qingcheng interrupted him: "I'm fine, it's none of your business." Just about to bend down to sit in, he suddenly stopped and looked at him: "they are embarrassing you

"Oh, no, no, no, of course not. It's my own guilt."

"It's none of your business." Pei Qingcheng bent down and sat in the back seat. Then he said to Ding Han, who was in the co pilot's seat, "are you in trouble with master Huang?"

"Eh?" Ding Han turned his head in dismay and looked at Pei Qingcheng: "what does it have to do with me?"

"My suspicions are in line with your usual conduct."

"Er." Ding Han didn't spit out at one breath and nearly choked himself to death.

He fixed to see Pei Qingcheng for two seconds, or to hold his breath, opened a smile: "you are the wife, you say anything is right."

Pei Qingcheng turned his face without expression.

The car drove to Zhuangsheng Xiaomeng, a long lost place.

But ten days away, I feel like I've been away for a century.

The car drove into the gate of Zhuangsheng Xiaomeng, passed through the huge manor and stopped at the gate of the deepest mansion.Ye is tired of getting off first, and then reaches out to Pei Qingcheng in the car.

The palm of the hand falls in the palm of the man's palm, two people hold hands to walk up the porch, walk into the gate.

Housekeeper Hu and sister Hua Xiaoxiang greet each other at the door. Sister Hua and Xiao Xiang are both red eyed. When they see Pei Qingcheng, they greet them. Xiaoxiang's voice is choked: "madam, you are finally back. We are all worried."

"It's OK." Pei Qingcheng gently patted Xiaoxiang's hand: "is it not back now?"

"Well, well, well, you don't know, sir, these days..." just about to say something, he sees Lin tired on his side, and then he suppresses his words.

Housekeeper Hu laughed strangely and lowered his voice: "Sir, madam, you are back." He looked back into the living room and said, "Mr. Pei came an hour ago. We didn't let him in, so we had to...

Pei Qingcheng took a look at the living room and saw Pei Zhijun sitting on the sofa with a fur black suit at a distance. Although he couldn't see his expression, his frightful spirit spread to the door.

Her hand shrinks in the heart of Ye's tired hand and is held more tightly by him.

Ye is tired of holding Pei Qingcheng's hand and strode to the living room. He says casually, "have you seen tea for Mr. Pei?"

"Tea has been served for a long time." Housekeeper Hu followed all the way.

When they entered the living room, Pei Zhijun saw them.

Then he stood up and looked at them. His eyes fell sensitively on their fingers clasped.

Ye is tired of holding Pei Qingcheng's hand until he reaches Pei Zhijun. He doesn't have any expression, and his voice doesn't have any temperature. He just pulls Pei Qingcheng to his back a little: "Mr. Pei came very early."

Pei Zhijun didn't see this small action. His eyebrows wrinkled without concealment. He glanced at Ye tired and stretched out a hand to Pei Qingcheng: "Qingcheng, come here."

The hand is clenched in Ye's tired hand. Moreover, he has no plans for the past.

Low to call a: "brother, how did you come?"

"Come here." But Pei Jun's hand is still full of calluses.

Pei Zhijun looks bad.

Pei Qingcheng knows that he has been fooled by Ye tired, and he runs back with him. Naturally, he is very angry.

The atmosphere of fierce fighting spreads slowly between Ye tired and Pei Zhijun.

This suffocating feeling has to be broken.

Pei Qingcheng gently pulls his hand out of Ye's tired palm. Although he holds it tightly, she tries harder.

When the hand is about to be pulled out, ye tired pinches her fingertip, and looks back at her.

His eyes, Pei Qingcheng can understand.

I'm clearly saying, don't move.

However, the elder brother is in, always want to give a little face.

Otherwise, the relationship between the two will become rigid.

She didn't want him and Lin to get worse and worse. There must be no deep hatred.

Finally, or the finger out, put in Pei Zhijun's palm: "brother."

Pei Zhijun holds Pei Qingcheng's hand and pulls her to his side. His eyesight doesn't seem to sweep Ye tired: "let's go home."

With that, he pulled out his feet and left.

"Brother." Pei Qingcheng stood still.

"Go home." Pei Zhijun looked back at her and accentuated her tone. There was a layer of ice on her amber pupil.

"One thing I have to make clear to you." Pei Qingcheng licks her lips. On the plane, she thinks how to tell Pei Zhijun clearly about her and ye's tiredness, but she didn't expect Pei Zhijun to come so soon.

"I'm married to Ye Jue, and we are legal couple now."

"I still remember that after the wedding ceremony, you said to ye Juen word by word that the wedding was not counted. You should never have anything to do with him!" Pei Zhijun word by word, every word seems to want to nail in Pei Qingcheng's heart.

She sighed dejectedly: "brother, it's over."

Pei Zhijun stares at her: "I don't understand what the past means?"

"As you said, things are different and everything is over." She also told Pei Zhijun word by word.

He didn't speak for a long time. He kept his eyes on Pei Qingcheng. His eyes were like a shuttle, which pierced into Pei Qingcheng's chest to explore the meaning of what she had just said.

"Brother." Pei Qingcheng broke the silence: "I want to stay here, because I have been married."

"Give me a reason."

"As I said just now, I am Mrs. Ye. I should stay with my husband."

Pei Zhijun's eyes, there is a layer of sarcastic smile: "this reason, I do not recognize, you have been married for more than two years, separated for more than two years, I do not think it is necessary to be together again."

Say, hand force, will Pei Qingcheng pull forward tilt a bit, ye tired eyesight quick hand to hold her, the eyeground already glides a trace of exasperation.Without waiting for ye to get tired, Pei Qingcheng takes his hand out of Pei Zhijun's hand, stands firm, takes a look at Ye's fatigue, turns his head to look at Pei Zhijun, puts his hands on his abdomen and takes a deep breath.

"For this reason, you don't think the weight is heavy enough, so the next one should be OK." She breathed, her eyes slowly looking down at her already slightly protruding abdomen, slowly said: "I want to stay here, stay with my husband, give birth to me and his children."

Then, she raised her head and looked at Pei Zhijun's dark eyes: "brother, I was wrong in the past. What I said was vague. Now I tell you very clearly that I am pregnant. I was pregnant in my marriage with Ye Jue. This child is my and ye's tired. You are going to be uncle."

Pei Zhijun looked at her for a moment.

Similarly, there is a person around her who looks at her for a moment.

Finally, she admitted bravely.

Ye's tired lips relax and stretch out a beautiful curve.

There was an eerie silence in the living room.

There were many people, but no one spoke.

In the air, mingled with countless people's breathing sound, noisy and messy.

It seems quiet. In fact, if the psychological activities of these people are changed into words or pictures, it is estimated that a whole book can be produced.

Ye looks at the woman beside him wearily. He suddenly reaches out his hand and pulls her into his arms. Then he lowers his head and kisses her lips.

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