Then, Li Qingcang glanced up and down at Lu Yi, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was full of Satire: "being my woman, the most important thing is to be clean and let me enjoy myself, rather than you look like a slovenly one now."
"Yes." Now, for his sarcasm, she can only knock down the tooth half blood swallow, go to the porch, open the shoe cabinet, and want to help him take out his slippers. But before her fingertips touched the shoes, he quietly stopped, "stop it, dirty."
Lu Yishuang suddenly remembered that her hands were not clean now. For him who has a habit of cleanliness, it is definitely unacceptable. As a result, she could only angrily take back her hand.
Li Qingcang changed his shoes, took off his coat, threw it into the sofa at will, untied his wristwatch and put it on the cupboard. When he turned around, he found that she was still afraid of it. He looked at her once again with disgust: "hurry to take a bath, don't make me lose my appetite."
“…… Good. " Lu Yishuang's face was very agreeable. When he left, he didn't forget to clean up the buckets and rags on the ground and take them away.
However, as soon as she turned around, the indifference on her fierce face suddenly disappeared and she stared at her thin back, which was somehow desolate in her heart.
He remembered that she had just married him. She was very arrogant. He asked three nannies to take care of her, but she drove him away one after another. She also said in a rude way that if he really loves her, he should do everything himself, wash clothes, cook and help her clean the messy room.
He clearly understood that she was trying to embarrass him. Because she knew that he was busy at work and didn't have much time to do these things. But even so, no matter how busy he is, he still happily does these things well and never pretends to do it
At that time, he was really happy even if he was too busy and exhausted. But now, in the face of such a clever obedient her, his heart is only unwilling and painful.
Is that what he ultimately wants?
As soon as Lu Yishuang opened the bathroom door, he saw Li Qingcang standing upright in front of her. It startled her. She screamed instinctively and backed away.
Li Qingcang has already taken a bath in another bathroom. At the moment, he was wearing a black silk Pajama with a good sagging feeling. His collar was a little loose, and his chest muscles were invisible, which showed that he was full of aggression.
Now, Lu Yishuang is only wearing a thin Pajama, but he does not shy away from it. He enters with a long leg. He looked up and down at her with cold eyes, as if he were measuring some cheap commodity.
Lu Yishuang was very uncomfortable with him. Just as he wanted to pull down the skirt of his pajamas, he rushed at her like a storm. As soon as he pressed her on the wall, his thin lips slapped on her lips.
The soft touch of his lips, the aggressive masculine air that emanated from his whole body, made her awe inspiring. After a while, she wanted to resist, but as soon as she raised her hand, she was caught by his dormant and waiting palm and firmly pressed on the wall. His voice, magnetism implies an irresistible force: "don't forget your choice!"
His fingers were so powerful that they hurt her wrists. But in the end, she stopped any resistance and let him do whatever she wanted.
But Li Qingcang didn't go on. Instead, she raised her small face with her long index finger, appreciated her closed eyes and lips, which were as delicate as a porcelain doll. But the way she was about to suffer a great deal of pain still made him look furious. Now, does she still hate his touch so much? Then if the person in front of her at the moment is he weiqi, she will not be like this, right?
Just when Lu Yishuang thought that she was going to be doomed now, her stomach suddenly called out twice inappropriately, which made her extremely embarrassed and immediately turned her head.
Li Qingcang's face immediately flashed a helpless look, and he looked down and asked, "didn't you have dinner?"
“…… Well, I'm busy cleaning. I forgot. " Lu Yishuang said somewhat uninteresting.
"What would you like to eat?" Li Qingcang asked again.
His question, let Lu Yishuang suddenly look up and look at him - is he going to cook for her now?
"No, no, I'll take out." She immediately took her cell phone out of her pocket and opened meituan takeout.
But before she had time to order, her cell phone was suddenly pressed by his palm. "There will be no missing," he reminded, with a limited patience
Lu Yishuang still wants to refuse. After all, now she's under the eaves, she shouldn't be pushing ahead. But her stomach didn't understand her idea, and she cried twice like a protest. She was finally overwhelmed by the greedy insects in her stomach. She said pitifully, "I want to drink your chicken porridge..."
A few minutes later, Lu Yishuang sat leisurely on the sofa in the living room, waiting for Li Qingcang's chicken porridge.
Her eyes suddenly turned, and she saw that in the open kitchen, the outline of the tall silhouette was beautiful. Even if she was wearing an apron, it did not affect the beauty at all, but added some warmth to him.
On the side of Ziyuan, one of the most high-end buildings in Shanghai, isolated the noise of the city. It's night again. It's so quiet that you can't feel the passing of time.Lu Yishuang even has an illusion. It seems that they haven't got divorced yet. He still comes back from work every day and plunges into the kitchen to cook for her
After a while, the hot chicken porridge was served on the table. Lu Yishuang smelled the fragrance, immediately walked over, scooped out a mouthful of porridge and put it into his mouth. His face suddenly showed a satisfied smile and nodded: "Hmm! It's still so delicious... "
"Has he ever done this for you?" Li Qingcang spoke coldly and interrupted her.
Lu Yishuang was just eating. He didn't understand what he said. He asked casually, "who?"
"He Weiqi."
When he said these three words, Lu Yishuang took the spoon's hand and stopped in the middle of the air. He was stunned for a long time and then answered in a low voice, "No."
He Weiqi can coax her with sweet words, but he can hardly do anything for her, no matter how big or small.
At this moment, Li Qingcang can clearly see that her blank eyes are full of sadness, loneliness, and an unspeakable extreme pain
Her eyes told him that he Weiqi must not be so interested in her. She was not happy with him.
But even so, what? Isn't it funny that she will still choose to be his lover and bear such a huge humiliation just to be with he Weiqi?