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

Lin Qinghuan carelessly pulled the corner of her lips, and smiled with eyebrows drawn together: "Do you have anything else to do?"

Rong Chen frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth and shook his head with a smile: "No."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Qinghuan got up immediately, but she was holding the ointment in her hand.

Feng Qingyun smiled calmly, and said in a polite and distant tone: "Thank you."

The corners of Rong Chen's mouth twitched, he smiled casually, and didn't say anything.

Lin Qinghuan left after speaking.

Take the elevator to the underground parking lot, sit in the back seat, look out of the car window, and stare at the constantly receding street scene outside.

Holding the ointment between her fingers, she fiddled with it casually, and after a while, she turned her gaze away from the outside again, with her brows and eyes slightly narrowed, staring at the ointment in her hand.

For a moment, take a deep breath.

He reached for the bag that was set aside.

She doesn't have the habit of wearing makeup, casually, and she doesn't even have a makeup mirror.

But occasionally lipstick is used. Fortunately, Guan has a small mirror on his body.

Barely usable.

As Rong Chen said, although the red mark on his face was not very clear, he could still see it if he looked carefully.

After applying ice for a while, I didn't see much pain, but my eyes fell on two or three red marks, and I always felt that my cheeks were burning.

I stared at it for a while, and finally closed the small mirror.

…………

When he returned to the military area, Rong Che had already returned.

Sitting upright in the living room, leaning on the sofa, her slender legs crossed casually.

Lin Qinghuan didn't know, she opened the door and went straight in, and didn't even stop in the living room.

"come over."

Rong Che opened his mouth to call her, and she stopped belatedly, paused, and then walked towards Rong Che.

Standing beside him, he inadvertently frowned, his lips parted slightly, and said softly, "What's wrong?"

Before she could speak, Rong Che stretched out his hand to grab her wrist, and with a little force, he pulled her into his arms.

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

"give me."

What he said was abrupt, and Lin Qinghuan's brows were involuntarily frowned, not knowing why.

Regarding this, Rong Che didn't seem to want to hide it, or he went around in circles and simply said directly: "Give me what Xiao Ying gave you."

Lin Qinghuan's eyebrows were slightly dark.

The huge room was silent and lonely, and invisible targets and defenses circulated silently.

After a long time, she smiled in a low voice: "I don't know what you are talking about?"

However, just after she finished speaking, Rong Che tightened his grip on her wrist slightly: "What do you think is the chance that you will succeed in lying in front of me?"

"What do you think?"

Rong Che was slightly taken aback.

Lin Qinghuan smiled casually: "If you think I'm lying, go find evidence of my lying. When you find it, I will admit it."

Rong Che frowned, gritted his teeth and smiled: "Are you bullying me?"

Lin Qinghuan sneered resentfully: "You think too much, but I don't."

"Am I thinking too much, or am I thinking too little?"

He held her wrist with one hand, and blocked her waist with the other, tightly suppressing her in his arms, unable to move for a moment.

"Do you know where I am now?"

Rong Che rarely told her these things.

For him, it has always been that no matter what his situation is, she will be fine.

But now...

Lin Qinghuan's brows and eyes trembled slightly, her soft tongue curled her lips, and then she asked calmly, "Then do you know what my situation is?"

For a moment, Lin Qinghuan felt that the whole world became quiet.

She didn't mean to blame Rong Che, but, after all, there were times when she was tired.

In fact, she has always wanted to ask Rong Che.

Why do you still want to be with her even though you know it's so hard.

She had also imagined the answer for him.

But every time, between self-denial and self-persistence, there is constant dissociation and entanglement.

She didn't have a definite answer, and neither did Rong Che.

Possibly, there will never be any in this life.

In the end, his restraint on her disappeared little by little, and it was only when he wanted to hug her in a more comfortable position that he realized that all of this was so out of place.

As for Lin Qinghuan, she no longer felt that there was any restraint.

Then he moved slightly and got off her body.

He didn't object, so everything seemed so logical again.

She and him, there is nothing more to say, right?

In fact, sometimes, what separates two people is not love, but love.

I love you so much, I will always be tied up and can't do anything.

In the evening, after dinner.

Rong Che went to rest early in the morning, and Lin Qinghuan went up after tidying up the kitchen.

The time is still there.

Rong Che was leaning on the bed with earphones on, not knowing what to listen to, while Lin Qinghuan was leaning on the bed and reading a book.

No one talks to anyone.

In the end, Lin Qinghuan was the first to break the silence: "Ai Jia is missing."

Her voice was not loud, and she thought it was not what he said.

But there were only the two of them in this room, if they were not talking to him, who would they be talking to?

Rong Che still had earphones hanging on his ears, but he heard Lin Qinghuan say that sentence to him in a daze, and he didn't know if he said anything before that sentence, or if he said anything after that sentence.

"what?"

Lin Qinghuan raised her eyebrows, her gaze was still on the book in her hand, but she had no intention of reading any further.

"I just said that Ai Jia is missing, do you know?"

Rong Che: "Do you think I should know or not?"

Lin Qinghuan turned her head to look at him, and when she looked at him, Rong Che also shifted her eyes to her, and their eyes met. At that moment, Lin Qinghuan felt that Rong Che seemed to see her thoroughly.

But obviously, he couldn't see anything.

There are thousands of schemes and calculations in his heart, but what about her...

It can also be regarded as painstaking.

Out of nowhere, Lin Qinghuan suddenly thought of four words.

Casually raised the corners of his lips, looked away again, and smiled faintly: "I think you should know, but..." Maybe you just know, that's all.

Rong Che didn't deny it either, took off his earphones, and put the electronic device in his hand on the bedside table next to him according to his long-standing habit.

Then he turned sideways, taking advantage of the situation to wrap her in his arms.

Lin Qinghuan didn't say anything, just let him go, but she was still reading the book in her hand, not intending to sleep.

Turned a page of the book and continued reading.

Rong Che heard the sound of her turning the pages of the book, and before she could finish reading, he covered it with his knuckle hand: "Don't read."

"I'm not sleepy yet."

After speaking, he removed his hand from the page.

Rong Che didn't say anything.

Hugging her, leaning his head slightly on the pit of her neck, the warm breath swept over the pit of her neck, making her body itchy.

Lin Qinghuan frowned unhappily, turned her body slightly, and said with condensed eyebrows: "If you're sleepy, go to bed first, I'm not sleepy yet."

"If you're not tired, do something else."

His palm was attached to her body at first, and after he finished speaking, his hand penetrated into her clothes through the collar.

The rough fingertips were pressed against her soft skin, and they were just stroking gently.

However, the strength of the originally gentle kiss on the neck gradually increased, and naturally, the strength in the hand was tainted with strong desire.

Lin Qinghuan frowned impatiently: "Rong Che..."

"Ok?"

His lips and tongue were buried deep in her neck, and he kissed her deeply carelessly, with a little tiredness and resentment in his hoarse voice: "Why don't you call me husband anymore?"

Lin Qinghuan frowned, gritted her teeth and endured.

The more she remained silent, the more Rong Che wanted to hear her voice.

"Huanhuan..." He lowered his head and bit her neck lightly, his hoarse voice was full of helplessness: "I love you so hard, can you be considerate and considerate of me? Huh?"

Lin Qinghuan gritted her teeth, her eyes trembled slightly.

"do you know?"

"Last time when Siyuan celebrated his birthday, you were injured by a falling champagne tower and you were hospitalized. I just sat on a chair for a while, and when I got up, my eyes were dark. Zhu Qingwen even said in front of you that I can't do it... "

"Um……"

The strength in his hand suddenly increased, as if there was a hint of punishment.

Lin Qinghuan leaned softly in his arms, the book in her hand was taken away by him at some point, and she casually threw it on the quilt.

"I didn't intend to let you know, but you really... hurt my heart too much!"

"Actually, even if there is no matter about Xiao Ying, my eyes will be the same sooner or later. You know, I was like this when we first met. At that time, it was better than now. At least, I can still see you His figure, even to me, is just an extremely vague figure!"

"Otherwise, with my means, how could I not be able to find you for such a long time?"

"Five years ago, I always thought that I betrayed you, you know? If it wasn't because you were pregnant, I really... almost killed you!"

At that time, if I wanted her, I just saw her shadow in 'her'.

However, he didn't know that if there was no real body, there would never be a shadow.

He hasn't even seen his real body clearly, so how can he tell which is real and which is a shadow.

He never even expected that one day, Lin Qinghuan would stand in front of him so truly.

"Zhu Qingwen reminded me a long time ago that it is very difficult to deal with the recurrence of old injuries. However, it is not completely impossible, but the price is too great for me."

Rong Che lowered his head and kissed her earlobe, and said with a smile: "Do you know what the price is?"

Lin Qinghuan shook her head in panic.

He held his hand tightly, preventing him from going any further.

Rong Che sneered unpreparedly, pushed her hair away from her face with his free hand, then lowered his head and kissed her lips, at first it was just a light kiss, but in the end, from kissing to biting, It's like wanting to tear her to pieces.

"The price is that I will lose my memory, I will forget you, and even, I will forget the source of thinking that was born with you."

"You know that feeling?"

The feeling of being forgotten.

"It's that kind, even if someone tells me that you are my wife, we love each other very much, and we have a lovely child, that kind, even if you accept it calmly, there will be no waves in your heart..."