Wife-wrapping Addiction: Mrs. Yan's family is not allowed to escape

"Mr. Li and his wife would ask for leave every year to go back to their hometown during the Ching Ming Festival," Yan Qiutong said lightly, "It's been the seventh year to pay homage to their son."

"...Well." Lian Cheng is not quite sure what she should say now, so she can only nod her head. She thinks that Yan Qiutong doesn't need any words now. It's been so long, this man may just want to Want her to know.

It can be heard that Yan Qiutong should have a good relationship with that man, otherwise, this man would not have specially cooked dinner for that man on this day.

"Lian Cheng, the son of the old couple Li died because he saved me." Yan Qiutong tilted his head and looked at the little woman beside him, with the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, "It was because of my willful will. Where did he go and take me away?" Bring it back and leave yourself in that place forever."

"You..." Lian Cheng was stunned, yes, this should be why the man mentioned that person, because it was a shackle.

Lian Cheng turned his head, looked at the perfect dinner on the dining table in the dining room not far away, thought for a while, turned around and went to the wine cabinet not far away, took two bottles of wine, and then took the man with the other hand, Go to the balcony.

Put the wine on the small coffee table on the balcony, then Lian Cheng sat on the cradle chair, raised his chin, motioned for Yan Qiutong to sit down, opened the bottle, handed the man a bottle, took a sip, and said, "If If you are willing to talk, then I am willing to listen, okay?"

This is the tenderness she can give this man.

Yan Qiutong was stunned for a moment, took the wine bottle handed over by the little woman, sat down, took a sip as well, and laughed: "Lian Cheng, you are really a waste of money."

Whose wine is like drinking beer, directly on the bottle?

"Yan's was at an important stage of going public that year." Yan Qiutong took another sip of wine, and said in a calm tone, "I have been coveting the market in the Golden Triangle for a long time. If I swallow it, there will be no risk of Yan's going public. But if you can't swallow it, Yan's accumulation will be at risk, so I decided to give it a try."

Lian Cheng thought about it for a while, then looked at Yan Qiutong in surprise. Seven years ago, the Golden Triangle was still wild. It was indeed a good place, but it was also an extremely difficult nut to crack.

"He advised me to wait," Yan Qiutong smiled, "I think that everything is risky, so you can always try it. I took a few people behind my back, but I didn't expect, The treaty that was originally negotiated, when I got there, I encountered a big comeback from that faction. The original boss was killed, and I met black people... He went and took me out, but he was on the way out. Blocked a shot for me..."

The moment Yan Qiutong finished speaking, Lian Cheng subconsciously turned to look at the man.

Yan Qiutong at home has always been in home clothes, the man who took off the custom-made suit, let go of the fierceness in the company during the day, white knitted V-neck, khaki slacks, sitting cross-legged on the floor with bare feet , the slightly long black hair was still a little wet, scattered in front of the man's full and delicate forehead.

The man held the wine bottle in one hand, his handsome face was raised slightly, as if he was looking at the starry sky outside the window, but there was really no point of focus, and Lian Cheng was completely sure that Yan Qiutong like this, In the eyes of others, it is just the appearance of just graduating from university.

It was also Yan Qiutong like this, the smooth lines of his side face unconsciously revealed a trace of depressive and sad emotions, which suddenly hurt Lian Cheng's heart.

In the past days, Lian Cheng has said countless words, ridiculed, awe-inspiring, careless, and against his will, but the only thing he didn't have was comfort.

What did she need to comfort her in the previous days?

But at the moment, Lian Cheng felt that he really should say something.

"What should I do?" Lian Cheng bit the corner of his lips.

The little woman next to him was silent all the time after he spoke, Yan Qiutong was not surprised, this was the respect that belonged exclusively to Lian Cheng, but she really didn't expect Lian Cheng to really speak, she froze for a while, suddenly, laughed He turned his head to look at Lian Cheng: "Lian Cheng, you really...forget it..."

Yan Qiutong looked at the girl in front of her, her small face was unnatural because she seldom encountered the current situation, the haze in her heart subconsciously showed signs of dissipating, the words on the tip of her tongue turned around a few times, and she felt that it was really uncomfortable Suitable for Lian Cheng, he simply sighed.

Lian Cheng, a woman, has always been non-probing, non-curious, and never speaks when it has nothing to do with her. This is what Yan Qiutong has already known since she has known Lian Cheng for so long.

When he mentioned the son of the old couple Li, Yan Qiutong noticed that the little woman was entangled, and whether she should listen, but in the end she took the wine and listened to him. At that moment, Yan Qiutong's gloomy It is no longer as thick as in previous years.

When he finished talking a lot and the little woman would ask him what she should do in such a tangled manner, Yan Qiutong knew that this was her comfort.

Lian Cheng's refusal to question made Yan Qiutong feel comfortable, while her comfort was like an analgesic, just like that, gloomy and shaken.

Yan Qiutong stared at Lian Cheng for a long time, and when he saw that Lian Cheng wanted to take back that sentence, he opened his mouth in a hoarse voice: "Lian Cheng, let me hug you."

This was a request to show weakness. The man in front of her was showing weakness to her. Lian Cheng was stunned by his own perception, but without the slightest hesitation in his actions, he put down the wine bottle in his hand, got off the cradle chair, barefooted, Step by step, she walked up to Yan Qiutong, stood still, opened her hands, and lowered her eyes: "Yan Qiutong, I want to hug you, is that okay?"

Yan Qiutong was stunned, lowered his head, stretched out his hand, and held the waist of the little woman in front of him, buried in the big white sweater of the little woman, and the warmth in his heart spread little by little.

This is his Lian Cheng, and at this time, in the space of only the two of them, they still have to quietly defend his weak Lian Cheng.

How could he not care about such a woman?

Although the strength of the big hand around the waist is not heavy, it also has a sense of compulsory confinement. The man in front of her is only left on the top of her head. Lian Cheng was silent, thought for a while, and placed his hand on the top of the man's head. .

Who would resist Yan Qiutong like this?And who can resist?

Lian Cheng didn't know if there would be such a person, but she couldn't refuse, she couldn't refuse a man who exposed his sorrow to her and wanted her to comfort him.

Normally, this man used some hairspray to fix his hair, but at this moment, Yan Qiutong was soft.

It is said that people with thin and soft hair have a soft heart, and the black hair under their hands is really not hard. Lian Cheng hooked the corners of his lips, his face was soft, and his tone was soft: "Yan Qiutong, hug me..."

"Yan Qiutong, I want you to hug me..."