Too Much to Chase His Wife: The Movie Emperor Wants to Hug

Cheng Huaiqing felt a little baffled by Zhao Lingxi's sudden anger.

The big hand wrapped around Zhao Lingxi's waist even more forcefully, and he didn't understand, so he said, "It's not a serious illness? What am I doing with her in the hospital?"
Zhao Lingxi saw that he couldn't get rid of Cheng Huaiqing's bondage, so he stopped struggling, his small hands were hanging down naturally, but his voice became cold: "Cheng Huaiqing, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person"!
"Huh?" Cheng Huaiqing was a bit confused by the second monk, thinking that Zhao Lingxi was angry because he sent Song Yuwen to the hospital and didn't pick her up.

Although I felt that Zhao Lingxi was a little unreasonable, but after thinking about it, I felt that I was at fault first.

Patiently explained: "I didn't mean not to rush back to pick you up. Yuwen hurt her face because she helped me stop fans yesterday. She might be disfigured. She is in a bad mood..."

"It's just that your face is disfigured?" Zhao Lingxi listened to Cheng Huaiqing's words, and before he could speak, she couldn't help asking, but as soon as she said the words, she immediately felt that something was wrong, and quickly explained: "Whatever you say, It's also because you were injured, so you should be with her."

"Huh?" Cheng Huaiqing really didn't understand Zhao Lingxi's mood swings.

"It's okay." Zhao Lingxi suddenly realized that he was thinking too much, and smiled a little embarrassedly, "You let me go first, I, I didn't clean up the kitchen."

Looking at Zhao Lingxi's anxious look, Cheng Huaiqing seemed to have finally discovered something. He laid his head on Zhao Lingxi's shoulder, and put his head close to Zhao Lingxi's ear: "What were you thinking in your little head just now?"
"I..." Zhao Lingxi moved her body slightly, and her left ear lightly brushed over Cheng Huaiqing's lips.

Rubbing Cheng Huaiqing's icy and thin lips, it was as if an electric current surged through his heart.A blush crept up her tiny ears.

Cheng Huaiqing stared at Zhao Lingxi's small earlobe with great interest, and breathed lightly, with a playful light in his eyes: "Be lenient for confession, and strict for resistance."

Cheng Huaiqing's teasing made Zhao Lingxi's body instinctively stiff, and Cai Wen held her in her arms. She stiffened her body and did not dare to move, and said softly: "You said you went to the hospital with Song Yuwen, I thought... ..."

"Why?" Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi's appearance, and his desire to tease her deepened. A dark light flickered in his eyes, and he stretched out his tongue to gently lick Zhao Lingxi's earlobe.

"Thought, thought..."

Zhao Lingxi didn't know why the style of painting changed so quickly. It was obvious that he was interrogating Cheng Huaiqing, but now it was Cheng Huaiqing who was interrogating himself all the time, and his teasing movements from time to time made Zhao Lingxi's body feel instinctively hot.

Taking a deep breath, trying to calm down the hotness in his heart, Zhao Lingxi simply closed his eyes, and said with some anger: "I just thought you accompanied Song Yuwen to the hospital for a pregnancy test, what's wrong?"
As she spoke, she didn't hear Cheng Huaiqing's answer behind her, and continued to say aggrievedly: "Who told you not to explain clearly? Let me guess here alone."

"That looks like my fault"?
Regarding Zhao Lingxi's answer, Cheng Huaiqing's face flashed a look of dumbfounding, and he had to say that the little woman in his arms had too much imagination.

"Of course"!
Zhao Lingxi heard the question in Cheng Huaiqing's mouth, and quickly replied: "It's you who didn't make it clear, so don't you blame who"?
"Oh, is it so"?
Cheng Huaiqing listened to Zhao Lingxi's angry words, his deep eyes turned, and he couldn't help thinking of teasing Zhao Lingxi.

"Then what would you do if I really took Song Yuwen to a pregnancy test?"
When he said this, his head was on Zhao Lingxi's shoulder, and his voice was low and hoarse.

When Zhao Lingxi heard Cheng Huaiqing's words, there was a bang in his mind, and only the phrase "What will you do? What should you do..." kept pounding in his mind.

Leaning blankly in Cheng Huaiqing's arms, letting him hold her, her lips moved, but she couldn't say a word.

"Ling Xi? What's the matter with you?" Cheng Huaiqing could not help asking worriedly when he felt the obvious change in the person in his arms.

"You, have you had a relationship with Song Yuwen?"
It seemed that it had been a long time before Zhao Lingxi found her own voice. She spoke slowly, word by word. Every time she uttered a word, she felt her heartbeat stop.

In the past, she thought that she could not care, she felt that she was not worthy of Cheng Huaiqing, Cheng Huaiqing would marry other women as his wife after all, and all she had to do was enjoy the time with him, and wait for his real wife to come in She would leave without hesitation.

But now...

The thought of this possibility made her heart ache like a tear.

It was so painful that I couldn't breathe.

"Lingxi".

Cheng Huaiqing hugged Zhao Lingxi's body, and when he heard her asking this question with difficulty, a flash of amusedness flashed in his heart, but more of a heartache, he let go of the ape arm that restrained Zhao Lingxi.

Before Zhao Lingxi could react, he pulled Zhao Lingxi around in his arms, made her face him, and stared at Zhao Lingxi's big eyes with dark brown eyes seriously: "You have to believe, my child, only You are entitled to be born."

Cheng Huaiqing's words shook Zhao Lingxi's heart severely, but Zhao Lingxi's mood did not change much because of his words.

The slender eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the emotions in the eyes, and there was a little alienation in the voice: "So, your other women are not qualified to give birth to your child"?
Now, she doesn't feel that she is proud of being the only woman who is qualified to have Cheng Huaiqing's child. In the bottom of her heart, there is only endless sadness...

"what are you thinking about"?
When Cheng Huai Qingtian's Zhao Lingxi pushed and pushed, he poked Zhao Lingxi's forehead angrily, saw Zhao Lingxi's brows slightly frowned, and raised his eyes to look at him, he said seriously: "I only have you as a woman, the only one... ..."

"real"?
Zhao Lingxi listened to Cheng Huaiqing's words, as if the drowning man had grabbed a life-saving straw, and asked quickly before he could finish his sentence.

"Of course it's true." Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi with uncertain eyes, and poked her forehead again: "When did I ever lie to you?"
Cheng Huaiqing's words seemed to give Zhao Lingxi a reassurance. After a flash of embarrassment, a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Who said you haven't lied to me? Then..."

"Then what?" Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi, and before he finished speaking, he blushed first, his eyes flickered, he held her arm with both hands, and asked.

"I..." Zhao Lingxi glanced at Cheng Huaiqing's burning eyes, then lowered his head again, "Is there anything else? I'm going to wash the dishes."

With that said, he was about to break free from Cheng Huaiqing's big hand.

However, how can Zhao Lingxi's strength compare to that of Cheng Huaiqing?

Cheng Huaiqing watched Zhao Lingxi twisting between his hands with a smile on his face. After waiting for a while, Zhao Lingxi seemed to finally find that he could not escape Cheng Huaiqing's shackles, so he stopped in frustration, lowered his eyes, Dare to look at Cheng Huaiqing's eyes full of a playful smile.

"You little wild cat".

Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi who was a little downcast in front of him, and unconsciously said such a sentence.

"Meow……"

As soon as he finished speaking, the little wild cat in the corner, which was eating cat food intently, suddenly raised its head and let out a cooperative cry.

Hearing the cry of the little wild cat, Zhao Lingxi clearly felt the big hand holding his arm tremble, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he turned his head to look at the little wild cat behind him staring at a pair of emerald round eyes , Said a "good" word.

Cheng Huaiqing did not expect that Zhao Lingxi would dare to desert at this time.

Hearing Zhao Lingxi talking to Little Wild Cat, with an unconscious doting voice in his tone, he couldn't help feeling sour in his heart.

However, he would never admit that he was jealous of that little wild cat.

He glared fiercely at the little wild cat on the opposite side. The staring little wild cat shrank its neck, lowered its head and continued to eat the cat food in the bowl.

"What? Why don't you struggle anymore?"
Cheng Huaiqing watched the little wild cat's movements with satisfaction. He who knows the current affairs is a hero, so he can survive for a long time if he is obedient.

Hearing Cheng Huaiqing's malicious voice, Zhao Lingxi turned his head, still not daring to look into Cheng Huaiqing's deep eyes, and said, "Hurry up and let me go, I'll wash the dishes first."

"Washing the dishes, why are you in such a hurry?" Cheng Huaiqing still had a wicked smile in his voice.

Listening to Cheng Huaiqing's words, Zhao Lingxi couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth. It really doesn't hurt to stand up and talk. Before, Song Yuwen said that he has a cleanliness addiction, is it a lie?
Thinking of Song Yuwen, she couldn't help feeling sad, raised her head, and asked, "How is she?"
"Her?" Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi's suddenly serious expression, and was slightly taken aback, "Which she"?
"Of course it's the one you sent to the hospital today, otherwise who else could be?"
Zhao Lingxi answered Cheng Huaiqing's question angrily.

If possible, she would rather be the one who was injured for Cheng Huaiqing this time than Song Yuwen.

The thought that popped up in her heart made her startled. She didn't know when it started, but her possessiveness towards Cheng Huaiqing became so strong.

"You said Yuwen!"
Speaking of Song Yuwen, Cheng Huaiqing didn't have much emotion in his voice: "The injury on her face probably needs plastic surgery. I helped her contact an internationally famous plastic surgery master. It shouldn't be a problem to restore her to her original state. It's just not in a good mood."

"Oh." Hearing Cheng Huaiqing's tone, Zhao Lingxi breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Song Yuwen was injured because of Cheng Huaiqing, and said against her will: "Since she is in a bad mood, you should spend more time with her when you have time. Me, I won't go, I guess she will feel even worse when she sees me."