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Yin Chen's lips pursed, stood there for two seconds, then picked up the empty cup and turned out.

He could feel her alienation from him.

Looking at his back, Xu Qingcheng locked the door.

She went into the bathroom and scrubbed all the marks on him again and again.

……

For several days, Xu Qingcheng did not give Yin Chen a good face.

At first, she did not eat, forcing Yin Chen to give her contraceptives.

He had no choice but to ask sister Chen to buy it for her.

After that, she didn't even give him a chance to speak except for dinner.

Yin Chen, who had always been calm, was at a loss to her.

After breakfast that day, Xu Qingcheng went to the second floor as usual.

He sat on the sofa, picked up his cell phone and began to inquire about ways to please women.

There are so many ways to do it on the Internet.

"Remember all kinds of anniversaries, birthdays..."

"It's not good to send flowers to women..."

"Give women love jewelry..."

"My wife's words will never be refuted. I will accept them completely and obey every word..."

……

Yin Chen secretly wrote down several feasible methods.

To be fair to all, he has never learned so modestly in so many years.

He put away his cell phone and left for the company.

In the afternoon, he left work early and went to a jewelry store.

A diamond necklace of RC international jewelry was carefully selected and put into the pocket.

Then I drove to the flower shop.

Push open the door, a variety of fragrant flowers, flutter into the eyes.

A flower girl in a white dress stood in the flowers.

Seeing him come in, the flower girl raised her head.

He was extraordinary in appearance and slightly gloomy in temperament. The girl selling flowers in the florist couldn't help looking at it more. "What flowers would you like to buy, sir?"

Yin Chen looked around at the flowers and frowned slightly.

He really doesn't know how to choose flowers.

The little girl saw his doubts, and her sweet smile overflowed on her pretty face, "are you going to give it to your lover or friend?"

Yin Chen's eyebrows were locked deeper and he was silent.

Love? friend?

None of them.

He looks at the girl in the eyes, according to experience guess, "you want to give the girl you like, right?"

She said with a smile, "if you can trust me, I'll choose one for you."

There are often some guests who have no experience in sending flowers to her shop and ask her to help recommend flowers.

Yin Chen said yes.

The flower girl wrapped up a bunch of red roses, with some lavender and love grass, tied into a bunch of flowers, and handed it to him.

"Sir, do you think so?"

Yin Chen took it with a pursed lip, "how much is it?"

The girl was smiling. "There is a discount in the shop today. 99 roses only charge 428 yuan."

Yin Chen took out his wallet, took out five red banknotes from it, handed it over, "don't change it."

The girl who didn't want to sell flowers expressed his gratitude to him. He turned out of the flower shop and drove back to the villa.

In the face of the guard at the door, he walked into the door of the villa.

He calmly took the flowers to the second floor.

Open the door, Xu Qingcheng is sitting beside the bed, boring brush mobile phone.

Quietly hiding the flowers behind him, he strode forward, "I'm back."

The woman is still low head, drooping eyes, looking at the mobile phone screen, as if did not hear his words.

He brought the flowers behind him to her, "to you."

The sudden fragrance came, Xu Qingcheng's expression was stunned, and then he reacted.

She reached out and patted off the flowers in front of her eyes and glanced across the man's face. "Is this making amends for me?"

"You say so." Yin Chen didn't retort. He looked at her with her eyes fixed, expecting, "do you like it?"

Xu Qingcheng does not cover up the cold in the eyes, the tone contains irony.

"The enemy can't taste the sweetness even if he brings a pile of honey."

After listening to her sarcasm, Yin Chen was not upset.

He moved the bunch of flowers, sat down beside her and took out a rectangular jewelry box from his pocket.

"I'll put it on for you."

When Yin Chen opened the box, a white gold diamond necklace appeared in front of him.

He twisted the necklace and untied the lock.

He was so close to her that we could hear each other breathing.

She was alert to retreat back, voice with a distance from thousands of miles away, "don't touch me."

Yin Chen's hand stopped.

He Mou color is tiny deep, spin but, cover the gloomy in the eye, "as long as wear it, I don't touch you."She hesitated, as if considering the truth of the statement.

But in the end, he was allowed to wear the diamond necklace around his neck.

However, he did not have any other movements except the action of wearing a necklace.

Yin Chen carefully buckled the necklace, sat opposite her, and looked at the necklace falling between her clavicles alone.

Her skin was white, and her neck was lined with the clavicle chain, long and white, which made him see God.

At the door, there were several knocks.

Wu's gentle voice sounded outside the door, "Sir, Miss Qingcheng, you can have dinner."

Without waiting for an answer, she went back to the dining room on the first floor to set the table.

All along, she only managed to do her duty well and never said much.

In the room, Yin Chen regained consciousness.

"Let's go." He stood up, his cold voice concealed a little flattery, "let's go to dinner."

Xu Qingcheng can feel his concession.

He hasn't touched her these days.

But he is her enemy, facing him can only hate.

However, rice always had to be eaten, and she had to save enough strength to find a chance to escape.

Xu Qingcheng got out of bed, walked out of the door in silence and came to the restaurant downstairs.

Mrs. Wu's cooking is very good. She has made several dishes with perfect color, flavor and flavor.

However, Xu Qingcheng ate tasteless and hard to swallow.

She picked a grain of rice into her mouth, occasionally with a vegetable.

Yin Chen sat opposite her, with chopsticks in his hand, but he did not move the chopsticks, just watching her eat.

Dark eyes flash, he raised chopsticks to her clip a piece of fish to her bowl, "eat some fish."

He had been with her for three years and had dinner with her more than once. He knew her eating habits -

she loved fish, especially steamed fish.

So this morning, he specially told Mrs. Wu to go to the countryside to buy wild fish and make steamed fish for her in the evening.

Xu Qingcheng is silent, the dark eyes are indescribable.

The man did not mind, put down the chopsticks, reached for her to pour a cup of juice, "drink some juice."

She hung her eyes and did not look at him. She still ate with her head buried.

In this way, in addition to serving her with vegetables, Yin Chen did not move his chopsticks any more and only watched her eat.

Xu Qingcheng eat very little, a bowl of rice only eat the upper layer, then put down the chopsticks.

Yin Chen frowned and asked softly, "are you full?"

Xu Qingcheng didn't answer him. He got up and went to the room on the second floor.

She didn't want to see him.

Yin Chen also stood up and followed her back to the room on the second floor.

Xu Qingcheng coldly sat down at the table, picked up the mobile phone to browse the web.

He went up to her and sat down in the chair next to her. "If you're bored, you can go to the studio tomorrow."

She loves painting.

Before bringing her, he ordered a studio next to the study on the first floor.

Xu Qingcheng slides the screen hand, stops for a second, then starts to turn up the web page.

The atmosphere was frozen for a long time.

Yin Chen glanced at his wristwatch and suddenly stood up, "you go to sleep first, I'll go to the study."

It was ten o'clock in the night, and he promised not to touch her.

Then he stood up and pushed the door out.

Xu Qingcheng looks at his back, eyes color slightly deep.

After a while, she locked the door and went to bed at ease.

In this way, a month passed by.

For a whole month, Yin Chen bought flowers and paintings for her All kinds of flattery, and really did not touch her.

But it made her less alert.

That night, after dinner, Xu Qingcheng went to the studio for a while and went upstairs to have a rest.

As soon as I pushed the door, I saw Yin Chen sitting in her room.

She instinctively walked in.

Seeing her come in, Yin Chen raised his deep eyes, "it's not early, get a rest early."

He stood up, and she thought he was going to go, and she did not see him passing by him.

Unexpectedly, Yan Chen's slender arm suddenly pulled her into his arms, "Qingcheng..."

For a month, he every day so thoughtful to please her, gradually from her eyes, finally less resentment.

He did not expect her to forgive him.

Her body is stiff, the indifference on the face shows no doubt, "let me go."

Yin Chen held her arm tightly and murmured, "can't you drive me away?"

Oh.

If she doesn't drive him, won't he really leave?

Xu Qingcheng cold face, "then you let me go."

For a few seconds, he let go of his arm and let go of her.Xu Qingcheng came out of his arms, with a cold face, went to the bedside and lay in his clothes.

Yin Chen's dark eyes flashed for a moment, went over and lay down beside her.

She looked at the woman beside her eyes.

Xu Qingcheng pulled the quilt horn, wrapped up the body, as if this can be isolated from him.

Yin Chen leaned in her direction and refused to touch her.

Xu Qingcheng's ear is a man's clear breathing sound.

She patiently turned her head to one side.

As long as he doesn't touch her, she can bear the rest.

Seeing that she did not resist his approach, Yin Chen stretched out his hand and put on her quilt.

"Take your hands off me," Xu Qingcheng's body moved toward the other side and warned him in a cold voice, "you said you would not touch me."

Yin Chen pushed forward with every inch, not retreating, but advancing, hugging her across the quilt, "I only hold you, don't touch."

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