A Long Way to Marriage: Sweet New Wife Loves Not Enough

Lin Qinghuan was speechless by Rong Che's words, and for a long time, she gave him a sideways glance, with a little impatience in her words: "Siyuan is five years old, are you five too?"

"I can be five if you want."

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

Can……

Then why don't you go to heaven!

Obviously, Rong Che was making trouble for no reason, and Lin Qinghuan didn't bother to talk nonsense with him.

Xiao Sugang sent a message saying that the student's entries had been sorted out and sent to her mailbox. Siyuan fell asleep. She is not very sleepy now and just has time to read it.

And it's not the first time she has seen Rong Che sometimes suffer from convulsions, so it's not surprising.

Therefore, Lin Qinghuan ignored her, but carried the computer to sit on the sofa next to her, opened the computer to log in to the mailbox, and looked at the documents seriously.

Rong Che felt that he was neglected.

Obviously, he will not give up so easily.

He lifted the cup and got off the bed, stepped on his slippers, walked to her and sat down, his eyes fell on her computer screen, and his brows frowned: "Xiao Su said, this work was completed early in the morning, why are you still watching?"

Lin Qinghuan has nothing to hide: "It's finished, but the audition will be held tomorrow, and I'll check it out for them."

"Others compete, but not you."

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

It seems so.

But: "Of course it's not my game, I just try my best to do what I can do."

"What's the problem with that?"

Lin Qinghuan flattened the corners of her mouth: "The problems I can see have been solved long ago, and the rest..."

A person's ability is limited, and even her own works are only as close to perfection as possible, not really perfect.

Moreover, to a certain extent, there is no so-called perfection in jewelry design.

After all, everyone has a different vision, and even the most perfect designer cannot guarantee that everyone will like the jewelry he designs.

As for Lin Qinghuan...

Probably because of this line of work, she doesn't have much hope for jewelry, as if it's dispensable.

Even if it was the diamond ring that Rong Che gave her, what made her happy was Rong Che's actions and affection, and it had nothing to do with the jewelry itself.

and so……

Are other women like this too?

Lin Qinghuan shook her head, and continued to focus on the unfinished design drawings.

However, Rong Che's lips quickly pressed up.

"Well……"

Lin Qinghuan was obviously surprised.

As for Rong Che, he held her neck with his broad hand, kissed her like punishment, and let her go after a while.

Lin Qinghuan frowned slightly, with a bit of impatience in her eyebrows: "What are you doing!"

"What are you talking about?" Rong Che's face was full of displeasure: "I'm by your side, but you are still so absent-minded? Say it yourself, should I punish you properly?"

Lin Qinghuan was speechless, but she also had nothing to say. She breathed a sigh of relief, and then explained: "I'm thinking about work."

"really?"

Lin Qinghuan said firmly: "Otherwise?"

Obviously, Rong Che didn't believe it.

Truth is true, why not?

It was clearly because he was speechless that he made an aggressive posture.

Can he still not know her?

Rong Che just looked at her like that, with a quiet search in his gentle brows and eyes.

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

It is true that Lin Qinghuan has never been able to hide her thoughts in front of Rong Che.

She gave him a lazy look, and although she said it with confidence, she was obviously a little guilty: "I just want to work!"

It's okay not to say it, but Rong Che couldn't believe it even more.

He reached out and closed the notebook in her hand, threw it on the small table next to him, and then pressed her on the sofa involuntarily.

Lin Qinghuan: "..." Taking a deep breath, she said speechlessly, "I haven't finished watching it yet!"

"so what?"

"..." Lin Qinghuan put his arm on her chest and pushed him: "I don't care, after all, I married a good husband, but they are students who have nothing. Maybe they can pass this competition and get good results. How about a good job?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the corner of his mouth: "Anyway, I will rely on men for the rest of my life..."

"What's wrong with relying on a man?" Rong Che pressed on her badly.

"Well……"

Lin Qinghuan gave him an angry look.

Rong Che didn't mind, and still smiled: "Your own man, I want to rely on you, but others can't rely on you!"

The corners of Lin Qinghuan's lips twitched. For some reason, there was a smug look in the corners of her brows and eyes.

The smile in Rong Che's eyebrows was like melting ice, he lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips, but felt that it wasn't enough, then he kissed her eyebrows, the corners of her eyes...

After that, he bit her lips fiercely.

Lin Qinghuan felt as if her breath was being held by him, slowly, her slender white arms wrapped around his neck, and she responded casually.

However, when she went to kiss him, he immediately avoided it.

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

Rong Che looked down at her with a smile in his eyes: "Who do you think you are kissing?"

"Can't I kiss my own husband?"

"Then you can't just kiss you if you want!"

Lin Qinghuan was speechless: "Then what do you want?"

The corners of Rong Che's lips raised, and his voice was lingering and soft: "I want you, kiss me hard."

"..."

How can it be considered a good kiss?
However, she just thought about it, and Rong Che's warm lips pressed down again.

Sorrowful and warm, long and gentle.

After a long time, he let her go, his eyes were a little drunk: "It's like... I kiss you..."

Lin Qinghuan only felt that the roots of her ears were burning.

I don't know why, I don't feel anything when I'm kissed by him, but when he said this, his heart seemed to be rubbed hard by a pair of invisible hands.

Jumping, as if about to jump out of the chest.

However, Lin Qinghuan just looked at him without any real action.

Rong Che patted her shoulder with his hand and urged, "Hurry up."

"Eh..." Lin Qinghuan pondered for a moment: "I didn't learn it, you teach it again."

Rong Che: "..."

However, it is still a hands-on on-site teaching.

"Have you learned?"

Lin Qinghuan: "One more time..."

Rong Che hugged her and kissed her fiercely.

Every time is warmer and longer, each time is longer...

Lin Qinghuan was so breathless by his kiss that he let her go again.

He lowered his head and smiled slightly: "Do you want to do it again?"

Lin Qinghuan swallowed a breath, her lips parted slightly, and after a while, she bit her lower lip lightly, breathed a sigh of relief, tried her best to restrain her breath, and said steadily: "Are you sure you don't want to teach the whole set?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Rong Che caught her lips unexpectedly, bit her lips lightly before letting go, his sexy Adam's apple rolled, his voice was slightly hoarse because he was suppressing his lust: "What's the whole method? "

"..." Lin Qinghuan pulled the corner of her mouth, her voice was soft and lingering: "What do you think?"

Rong Che got up from her with a smile, then pulled her from the sofa into his arms, carried her to the bed, let her lie on the bed, and then, standing in front of her, took off her clothes one by one.

Then, with his hands on her sides, he lightly pecked her forehead, and then, with a low and sexy voice: "Don't just watch, take it off by yourself today."

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

Although I have already been familiar with it and can no longer be familiar with it, I took the initiative to undress in front of him...

Lin Qinghuan turned her head to look elsewhere, feeling a little awkward.

"Huanhuan, good boy, take off by yourself, okay?"

"..." Lin Qinghuan gritted her teeth: "Not good!"

"Then do you still want to learn?"

"..."

Didn't even want to learn it!

Rong Che was not happy anymore, he stretched out his hand to pull her up from the bed, hugged her tightly, bit her earlobe lightly, and said in a deep voice, "You have to take it off!"

The disparity in power between men and women has always been deep-rooted. Rong Che was relentless, and she had no choice but to be stripped naked by him in a short while.

The hot bodies are tightly pressed together, and the body temperature blends with each other...

…………

Lin Qinghuan was so tired that she didn't even know when she fell asleep, but she was woken up by the phone when she woke up the next day.

Su Lu seldom calls her now, usually because of work.

And this time...

Before answering the phone, Qiao Nian glanced at the time. It was 08:30, and the sign-in ceremony for the opening of the design competition started at ten o'clock in the morning. Although it was too late to get up now, Qiao Nian made an appointment to meet the students who participated in the competition yesterday.

The school doesn't want to be far from here, but it takes a lot of time to go back and forth.

Moreover, she and Rong Che lived in Muyun's villa, so it might be impolite to leave in a hurry in the morning.

So, when the phone was connected, Lin Qinghuan also got up: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just want to remind you..." Su Lu hesitated to speak.

Lin Qinghuan frowned slightly, a little confused: "What's wrong?"

Su Lu took a deep breath, and immediately said bluntly: "I also just received the notification, that Yan Ming..."

"kindness?"

Lin Qinghuan to Yan Ming...

That's it.

There should always be a reason for Rong Che to protect her.

Moreover, Lin Qinghuan faintly felt that Yan Ming might have something to do with her.

It's just that her own memory is just like that, and she really doesn't remember what Yan Ming has to do with her.

However, Su Lu called her in such a big way to tell her that there must be something important, right?
Su Lu sighed: "Yan Ming, the judges of this design competition..."

Lin Qinghuan was speechless for a moment.

It really is……

Enemy road is narrow.

She doesn't want to be enemies with Yan Ming yet, but obviously Yan Ming's dissatisfaction and hostility towards her is deep-rooted.

And she's also a judge.

Su Lu was right to remind her, and maybe Yan Ming would wear small shoes for her students in the competition.

"Huanhuan, what can you do?"

Lin Qinghuan was silent for a moment, then took a deep breath, and said in a low voice, "What else can I do? Let's serve cold salad!"

Rong Che has always been a light sleeper, and would wake up with the slightest sound.

He had already woken up when Lin Qinghuan's cell phone rang. Seeing her helpless face, the corners of her mouth raised casually, and then he stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms.

Lin Qinghuan suddenly lost weight and lay down, exclaiming involuntarily: "Rong Che, what are you doing!"