Chapter 456

Out of the living room to see, did not see the shadow of the cold division, Tang Qingya can not help Leng Leng.

She looked left and right for a long time, did not find the division evening cold, she can't help some lost drooping eyes.

Seeing this, a servant came forward and said slowly, "miss ya, are you looking for the young master?"

Tang Qingya looks up at the servant.

The servant said, "young master, he seems to be heading towards the garage."

Out?

Tang Qingya's face was stunned for a moment, and the joy of her eyes dissipated and dyed a layer of gloom.

She also thought that brother Mu Han didn't eat much dinner and cooked some rice porridge for him. Unexpectedly, he went out.

Tang Qingya dropped her eyes, turned around, took millet porridge, and went back to the kitchen.

At this time, the servant suddenly exclaimed in surprise: "it's the young master. The young master has come back."

Tang Qingya subconsciously turns around and looks at the entrance.

The division evening is cold to take a briefcase in the hand, just big step straight and square of walk in.

Seeing this, Tang Qingya was very happy. She came forward with millet porridge and said in a soft voice:

"brother Muhan, aren't you out?"

Si Muhan looks at Tang Qingya with low eyes, and then his eyes fall on the millet porridge in her hand. His eyes flash slightly. Then he takes back his eyes and says to Tang Qingya in a deep voice:

"I'll go to the car to get the documents."

Division evening cold Yang Yang Yang chin, the vision falls on the millet gruel in her hand, "are you this?"

Tang Qingya quickly put the tray up and said with a smiling face:

"brother Muhan, this is the millet porridge I just cooked. I don't think you eat much at night. I'm afraid you will be hungry at night, so I cooked some millet porridge for you. Eat it quickly, it's still hot."

The division evening cold low Mou looks at the millet gruel that she gathers together to come over, the mind unconsciously flashed past two people get along with of picture.

The division evening cold Mou light tiny sink, he stretched out a hand Tang Qing ya to pass over of millet gruel tiny block.

"Xiaoya, no, I'm full."

"Ah?"

Tang Qingya didn't expect that Si Muhan would refuse. She looked at Si Muhan with some frustration and looked aggrieved,

"brother Muhan, do you think I have ulterior motives?"

Si Mu Han pursed her lips and didn't deny it.

When Tang Qingya saw this, she laughed at herself, and her eyebrows and eyes drooped slightly, revealing a trace of sadness that could not be ignored.

"it seems that I am already unbearable in my brother's heart."

Her eyes suddenly turned red, her voice choked,

"I admit that in the morning, I deliberately said those words to Xia Xia."

"But you also said that no matter what I do, it will not affect the relationship between you and Xia Xia. How can I ask for no fun?"

"I really want to make some food for my brother. I don't know why. I just think that my brother will be hungry if he doesn't eat.

Then he began to cook some. "

"I don't cook it for you alone. There's a lot in the pot. I think if Xia Xia wakes up, I can have some."

Maybe when it comes to grievances, Tang Qingya can't control her emotions, and tears fall down like that.

She is busy to turn round, don't want to let the division evening cold think oneself this is specially cry to see for him.

After wiping her tears with her hand, she said, "since my brother doesn't eat, I'll fall."

With that, Tang Qingya turned and walked towards the kitchen.

"Wait a minute."

Si Mu Han stops Tang Qingya.

Tang Qing Ya Dun stopped, but she didn't turn around. Her shoulders seemed to be weeping.

The division evening cold comes forward, walked to Tang Qing Ya's body, looking at in that crazy tears of she, he can't help but feel headache.

First he took the tray from her hand, holding it in one hand, then he took out a square towel from his pocket and handed it to her, explaining slowly:

"Xiaoya, don't think about it. I didn't think about you that way."

"I know you're not bad in nature."

"But Xiaoya, you really don't have to cook any more. On the one hand, your body is not suitable for tiredness. On the other hand, I promised Xia Xia that I would not eat food made by women other than her."

"So don't guess, OK?"

Tang Qingya tears, while staring at the cold division.

For a long time, she said with envy:

"brother Muhan, you are very kind to Xia Xia."

Just because that woman didn't like it, he refused all the women's kindness to him, didn't he?

Why.

The old brother, would not do this to her?

She's really, really envious, and really, really unwilling.

Clearly all this, originally should be her!

Si Muhan doesn't pay attention to see Tang Qingya. When he mentions Ruan zhixia, his face is full of tenderness, and his eyes are even more affectionate,Almost subconsciously, he replied,

"she's my wife, so naturally, I want to be nice to her."

Si Mu Han's affectionate words are like a sharp sword, penetrating Tang Qingya's heart.

She pulled a smile far fetched, trying to make their own performance indifferent, do not care.

She looked at Si Mu Han, eyes hard to cover envy.

"Good. If only someone could do the same to me. "

The division evening cold low Mou looks at her, see the envy in her eyes, think of her experience, the division evening cold facial expression, can't help but sink a few minutes.

He reached for her head and comforted her: "yes."

Tang Qingya smiles and doesn't speak.

How could it be.

Tang Qingya's eyes were full of sadness and self pity.

Si Mu Han looks at Tang Qingya's lonely little face. His heart is a little heavy.

He took back his hand and said to her,

"go to bed early, don't think so much."

Tang Qingya nodded, turned around and walked back to her guest room.

Si Muhan is standing in the living room, looking at Tang Qingya's thin and weak figure. His mood is very complicated.

He owes her, destined to only use money and family to make up, she wants, he can't afford.

If she can find happiness, maybe it is also a kind of compensation.

……

Tang Qingya returns to the bedroom, that perverse and frail face, instantly ferocious.

She went to the bed and brushed the pillow and quilt on the bed to the ground.

"Ruan zhixia! Ruan zhixia! Besides Ruan zhixia, Ruan zhixia! Ruan zhixia, what's good about her! "

Tang Qingya is beating the soft bed crazily, as if it is Ruan zhixia herself. She is venting her hatred and jealousy.

……

The next morning.

Ruan Ziheng was missing for two days, and the news that he was brutally killed instantly occupied the headlines of Hangzhou the next morning.

When Si Muhan learned about it, he immediately put pressure on the media in Hangzhou as mousse, ordering more than any media to report the news about it.

Ruan knew that Xia had no idea about everything outside.

Now she was sleeping soundly, like a lazy pig, sticking to the bed, reluctant to get up.

When Si Muhan washes out, Ruan zhixia turns over and then continues to sleep.

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