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When Pei Qingcheng returned to Zhuangsheng Xiaomeng, it was already more than nine o'clock.

Meet housekeeper Hu in the living room and ask her if she wants to drink soup. Pei Qingcheng thanks him with a smile and says that he is full at night.

Housekeeper Hu said, "madam, sir has been back for a long time."

"Oh." She said, "OK, I know."

Back in the room, Ye is tired and is reading on the sofa.

She bypassed him and went into the cloakroom to change.

Hearing the sound of his rising to her, he closed the door and even locked it.

Ye is tired of hearing the woman's voice of locking, and his eyebrows slightly twist.

Therefore, he does not knock at the door, but stands at the door. Soon Pei Qingcheng changes his clothes and comes out. It is not expected that ye Jue has been standing at the door, almost hitting his chest.

Hold the woman's thin shoulder, look down at her beautiful face: "did not hit you?"

She broke his hand and sidetracked him: "it's OK."

The man smoked a cigarette, the faint smell of tobacco on his body, and the strong smell of male hormone swept over her.

She slightly frowns, ye tired immediately caught her expression of disgust: "I'll take a shower first, you have a rest."

Soon, the sound of water splashing in the bathroom. After a while, ye comes out wearing a bathrobe.

Still dripping from his hair, he ran down his cheek to the exposed chest of his bathrobe's wide collar.

It's a very low-key sexuality.

Pei Qingcheng turned his head to one side and looked down at the book in his hand.

She hears Ye tired coming to her and standing by her side.

There was no talk, but a rustling sound came.

Looking up, Ye is wiping his hair, and then he takes off his bathrobe.

Pei Qingcheng grabbed the belt of his clothes in time. He didn't look at him. He said in a low voice, "Ye Dong, maybe I didn't tell you clearly before. Although I'm back, it doesn't mean that we can go back to the state of life in the past. So you are the master, and this big bed belongs to you."

Then he was about to stand up. The man's hand pressed on her shoulder, and his voice floated on her head in a low voice: "do you mean you're not my wife this time?"

Pei Qingcheng lowered his eyelids, and his curled eyelashes trembled slightly. His tone was very cold: "Ye Dong, you never force others, do you?"

He just never forced her.

The man looked at her for a few seconds.

It seems that this time she returned to Pei's house, everything was hit back to the origin.

Three months ago, when she first lived in Zhuangsheng Xiaomeng, she was like this now.

Cold, disdainful, even with a strong rejection.

In addition to the lack of the original strong hate, other and before no difference.

The man's eyes stay on her flat abdomen: "more than ten days ago, you received a call from the hospital, because there was something wrong with the child, you took it off, right?"

Pei Qingcheng lowered his head and held the hem of his pajamas tightly with his fingers.

She knew that the child's affairs could not be kept secret for too long.

She raised her head, and her small and delicate face was covered with a layer of indifference and estrangement: "Since ye Dong has found out everything, I have nothing to say."

The man squatted down with his hand on her chin, and his eyes were burning: "so, what jealousy and anger are just excuses? You can tell me directly that there is no need for this. It's our fate and he didn't come to our children's problems. "

His voice is very gentle, there is a kind of ironing the hearts of the demagogues.

She said with a light smile: "no wonder Dong Ye is not angry with me. It turns out that he is very clear. Since there is nothing to hide from you, I feel relaxed."

"Leaning." The man stopped talking and sat down beside her: "you're tired. Go to bed early."

"Give the big bed to Ye Dong." She stood up. "I'm going to sleep on the sofa."

The wrist was held by a man, or in the place where he was held last time. There was a little bit of pain.

She took a breath, in fact, she was exaggerating, already good almost, not as painful as this.

Ye was tired and immediately released his hand, but he still held her hand and did not let go: "bed."

She stopped, biting her lips and looking down at her feet in satin slippers, she said in a low voice, "I can't do anything to force me, but I'm not willing."

"The child is gone, we can regenerate."

"Regeneration?" Pei Qingcheng sneered and looked down at him. His eyes slipped over the thin lips of the man: "with the blessing of Dong Ye, the child will leave me."

Looking at the man's slightly surprised eyes, she continued coolly: "at that time, I was lying on the operating table and called Ye Dong again and again, but what I got was the news that you were far away in Qinghai. I took the child alone, so now you tell me that we can go back to the past?"

The woman's fingers cool down in his palm. Lin feels tired as if he saw her lying helpless on the operating table that day.A thorn in her heart, she stood up and put Pei Qingcheng's thin body into her arms, and her hot breath blew out in her ears: "tilt, I didn't think of it."

Pei Qingcheng's body was stiff and cold in his arms. Although she did not move and seemed to be held by him meekly, her whole body language was very resistant.

He held the meeting in silence, and the woman's voice came from his arms: "Ye Dong, if you have expressed your apology, can you let it go?"

Release the woman, hold her shoulder, from her eyes can only see the thick exclusion of indifference.

He didn't say what he wanted to say.

"You sleep in bed." He has a low voice.

Pei Qingcheng is not polite, so he opens his hand and sits on the bed.

Who knows, he threw out the next sentence: "I also sleep in bed."

She looked up a little angrily, but caught the man's narrow eyes.

Feelings said for a long time, are casting pearls before swine.

It's estimated that if we go on, we won't get any results.

Simply put on clothes and lie down, turn over, face the wall and pull the quilt from head to foot.

Ye tired also lies down beside her and hugs her waist from behind. His chin sticks in the socket of her neck, a bit stabbing.

She didn't move. She knew it was useless to struggle.

She sleeps with her eyes closed, but she can't sleep in a man's arms.

She opened her eyes and said slowly, "ask Ye Dong a question."

The man seemed to be falling asleep, and the voice came out of her hair in a very low voice: "huh?"

"If you have a favorite vinyl, but you don't have a record player, then you go all over the world and finally find a player that can play vinyl." Pei Qingcheng took a breath and continued: "can you tell me, is the record player more important to you, or is the black plastic disc more important?"

"You're not a record player, you're not a vinyl."

"No matter what I am, I don't want to be a record player, because I exist for records, and I don't want to be an accessory to anyone."

Ye tired turns the woman in his arms and looks down at her slightly closed eyes: "it's not what you think. I and ziyue are different from what you imagine."

"What's your relationship with her? I'm not interested in knowing." She moved in his arms: "but as a shadow of others, you hurt my pride, to put it bluntly, I'm not happy."

"Not jealous?" His voice is hoarse, and his voice is hoarse. In this closed space, it is hard to avoid people's imagination.

"Not jealous." She quickly replied, "Ye Dong, you think too much."

"Some days ago, I had a feeling." He pauses. "You'll feel like you're in love with me."

She gave a low, sarcastic smile with a layer of disdain in her eyes: "there is one point I need to explain. I really wanted to spend this life with Ye Dong the previous month, but it has nothing to do with love. The child is foreign. I just want him to have a father. Now that the child is gone, our relationship will end in ten months."

Looking down at the woman's snow-white hairline and dark hair, the two colors line into a sharp contrast.

He slightly flawed eyes, did not say anything, just hold the woman closer.

Pei Qingcheng knows that it is useless to resist again.

Now that she is his wife, she has no reason to push him away.

She nests quietly in his arms and sleeps with her eyes closed. When she doesn't speak for a period of time, she sleeps and sleeps in Ye's tired arms.

When she wakes up at dawn, she is still in Ye's tired arms and looks at the wall clock. It is already more than eight o'clock.

She pulled her body out of his arms: "it's like a weekday today."

"You're sleeping soundly. I'm afraid I'll wake you up."

He was as thoughtful as ever.

He doesn't go to work, so does she.

After breakfast, Ye is tired and determined to send her to Pei's.

If you can't refuse, you can only accept it calmly.

At the gate of Pei's downstairs, she got out of the car, and without looking at people, she said faintly, "I'm leaving."

Ye's tired palm held her slender hand: "send you up."

"No more?"

"Send you up." He repeated, then got out of the car and dragged her hand to the Pei's gate.

When the receptionist downstairs saw them, her expression was weird.

Pei Qingcheng laughs bitterly in his heart, and ye is tired of such separation and separation. He has repeatedly said that five or six times, there are also several times.

The most painful thing is procrastination.

Her hand was in his, and she was passively taken by him.

Unfortunately, I met Pei Zhijun in the elevator.

I want to draw my hand back at once, but I can't pull it out.

Pei Zhijun's eyes floated a layer of manic and gloomy light, and said coldly: "it seems that ye Dong's this is another difficult situation. As far as I know, my sister has filed for a divorce with you.""Not only your sister, but also my wife." Ye is tired and unremitting, and slowly responds, "I'm not bothering you with the affairs of inclination."

"Qingcheng," Pei Zhijun looked at her: "if you can't stand harassment, we can call the police."

"Brother," she said feebly, "I had an agreement with Ye Dong, and he would let me go ten months later."

"You don't have to be imprisoned for ten months."

Pei Qingcheng pulls out her hand, just as the elevator door opens. She briefly says to Ye tired, "Ye Dong, I'm here. Goodbye."

With that, he walked quickly to his office.

This is in the company, so Pei Qingcheng doesn't worry that Pei Zhijun will have an argument with Ye Jue. As expected, Pei Zhijun quickly knocks in and stands at Pei Qingcheng's desk, with his hands on his back and his face stained with frost.

"Qingcheng, I can protect you. If you are sincere, you don't want to stay by Ye tired's side."

"I'm sincere, but I can handle it myself."

"The city is falling." He also wanted to say something, just as the phone rang, he took out his mobile phone and looked at it, then frowned and hung up.

Pei Qingcheng looked at him: "brother, is sangruini calling again?"

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