Mr. Qin is too involved in the drama: I lost my wife

When Qin Shijin drove back from Qingcheng Villa.

He parked the car at the gate of the old house and smoked a few more cigarettes. His mobile phone was very quiet today, and he took it out only to find that it was out of battery. He opened the car to dispel the smell of smoke before driving back to the open space in front of the old house.

Stepping on the cobblestones, stepping up the steps.

There was a burst of soft light inside, and the restlessness in his heart seemed to be slowly untied at that moment, knowing that there would be someone here waiting for him to come back.

The hygienic servant hadn't fallen asleep yet, so he called out to Master Jin. Qin Shijin raised his hands and unbuttoned his shirt while scanning the living room. It was getting late, and Qiao Nuanyang didn't wait for him tonight?
The servant saw it and said, "When I came back at night, Miss Qiao said that she was not feeling well, so she went up to rest first."

Uncomfortable?
Qin Shijin went to see Ruirui first, and found that there was no one in the room, so he opened the bedroom door when he turned around.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Qiao Nuanyang lay sideways in the darkness with her eyes closed. The strong light stimulated her and she had to close her eyelids tightly. Qin Shijin saw the back arched under the quilt and walked over slowly.

It was impossible for Qiao Nuanyang to go to bed so early, she would wait for him to come back habitually, Qin Shijin walked over slowly and sat on the side of the bed, the side of the bed collapsed, her eyelids were covered with light black shadows.

The eyelashes moved slightly.

But people still haven't woken up.

Qin Shijin supported the bed with one hand and looked down at the woman's soft porcelain-white face. He should be with Qiao Nuanyang and Ruirui when it rains like this today. He reached out and touched her hair with his fingers, and then slowly Hooking her soft hair down.

Qiao Nuanyang's hand is still holding the quilt, pretending to sleep, what exactly is Qin Shijin trying to do?It's annoying, she hates this feeling, the uneasy feeling of being thrown around and unable to catch.

Seeing her so calm, he knew in his heart that she was really angry, pursing his lips, Qin Shijin bent slightly to find her lips, and kissed them heavily.

——Qin Shijin!

Qiao Nuanyang can't pretend to be asleep now, how can he use such a method to force himself?

When he kissed deeply, she clenched her fists against his strong chest, and suddenly turned her head to avoid his kiss, with cold water ripples in her cat eyes.

"... What are you doing? I'm already asleep."

"You slept alone before your husband came back?" He put one hand on her slender waist, breathed out, "Is it appropriate?"

He lowered his head and kissed the side of her ear.

"Don't you come back, I have to wait? It's unfair and unreasonable." She closed her eyes again, answered in a cold voice, concealed her dissatisfaction, and scratched the quilt, "I'm very tired, I want to Go to sleep."

"Just now the servant said you were not feeling well, why are you not feeling well?" Seeing that Qiao Nuanyang was unwilling to talk to him, Qin Shijin followed the words and asked, there should be no such cold war between husband and wife.

Qiao Nuanyang felt a little sour in her heart, pushing him, if she hadn't been so hypocritical before, but now she just feels uncomfortable in her heart.

"The servant said nonsense, there is nothing uncomfortable."

"Don't say?" Qin Shijin reached out and hugged her waist, just about to pick her up and put her on his lap, Qiao Nuanyang cried out in pain, Qin Shijin frowned, "Back pain?"

Her eyes were red with pain, and she grabbed the clothes above his shoulders with her arms. If Qin Shijin was here in the afternoon, she would definitely not be like this.

"You don't need to worry about it." She pursed her lips and her tone was full of grievances, as if the lake was about to overflow.

"What's going on?" He lowered his voice, his palms had already landed on her waist through the thin pajamas, rubbing them lightly and moderately, Qiao Nuanyang's throat became more choked, and he didn't speak.

A wordless silence flows silently between the two, tugging at the thin relationship between them.

Just when Qin Shijin felt a headache and didn't know where to start, Qiao Nuanyang's patience was at an end. She was about to push him away and lay down again to ignore Qin Shijin, but suddenly heard a voice coming from his stomach. croak.

Immediately, her attention was attracted.

"Did you not eat tonight?"

It's almost twelve o'clock now.

"I didn't have time, I've been busy all the time." He said in a low voice, feeling a little uncomfortable in his stomach because of hunger, Qin Shijin rested his chin on her slender shoulders, and looked at Qiao Nuanyang with raised eyebrows. With a pitiful look, "Honey, I want to eat the noodles you made, and I'm starving to death."

"..." She gritted her teeth and said in her heart: You deserve it, you'll starve to death.But after seeing his dark eyes, he was still disappointed, "Go and take a bath by yourself, I'll go to the kitchen."
She propped herself up on the bed and was about to get up, Qin Shijin saw her subconsciously propped up, stood up and kissed her on the forehead.

Qiao Nuanyang's face was reddish, and her heart trembled slightly, Qin Shijin... With such a gentle appearance, is it possible to be so gentle?She minded, minded madly, she minded Qin Shijin's past with Wen Wan, minded that woman had been by his side.

Even if it is herself who is with Qin Shijin now.

***
When I went downstairs, Ruirui just wanted to drink water. Li Jiazhen came down to get water for Ruirui. The old man saw the light in the kitchen was on at a glance. Qiao Nuanyang took the chicken soup out of the refrigerator and heated it in a casserole. Then boiled the water, she put the washed vegetables in a glass bowl, and finely chopped the green onions with a knife.

"Why are you still in the kitchen so late?" Li Jiazhen asked.

Qiao Nuanyang took the noodles and put them into the water, "Qin Shijin just came back and hasn't eaten yet."

There are some things that Li Jiazhen can't tell Qiao Nuanyang, the more she looks at Qiao Nuanyang, the more satisfied she is, but it's just her character that can be pinched, which makes people feel anxious.

"That boy, why are you being so nice to him?" Thinking of what he did, Li Jiazhen breathed out from her nostrils.

Qiao Nuanyang turned back and smiled at Li Jiazhen, poured hot water for her and said that it was hard work, taking care of children is not an easy task.

After Li Jiazhen said a few words to her, thinking that Ruirui was still waiting for her, she went out.

After simply rinsing, Qin Shijin came out of the room, his black hair still half-dry, wearing a black nightgown with a loose bag around his waist.

When she walked over, she saw the little old lady in pajamas gouging herself out with her eyes, as if she wanted to eat herself, Li Jiazhen grabbed Qin Shijin's ear, gnashed her teeth, "Qin Shijin, let me tell you, there are some things you can't do without yourself. Some measure."

When he came back in the afternoon, Qiao Nuanyang couldn’t move because of the pain in his back. The little old lady told him everything about today, and said that Qi Han had sent some waists for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, and asked him to give them to Qiao Nuanyang later. Yang rubbed and coaxed her well.

***
Qin Shijin didn't expect such a thing to happen, it was so serious.

Her black hair is draped behind her, and her slender and graceful figure reflects a charming beauty in the faint light. The chicken soup is prepared subconsciously by her. Put the chicken soup in a bowl, then scoop up the noodles and put it in, Roll the green cabbage leaves in the water.

She stirred the pot with chopsticks in her hand, then spread the green vegetables evenly on the surface, and then sprinkled green onion on top, just like the delicate pasta in the restaurant.

She was about to turn off the fire and put the noodles on the tray, but before she could turn around, a strong arm grabbed her waist, and then, Qin Shijin's head was already pressed against her shoulder.

He leaned in and kissed her neck.

Some itchy.

Those parts of her body gradually became extremely sensitive because of his touch, and her legs went limp subconsciously, so she didn't let out a sound.

"Thank you, wife." His tall nose rubbed against her chin, and Qiao Nuanyang raised her head slightly and could feel the stubble on his chin pricking herself, that numb feeling upset her.

He raised his elbow and bumped it against his chest, "Take the noodles out and eat by yourself."

"Okay." With the noodles in his hand, he pulled her into the dining room and sat down regardless of her objection, grabbed her hand with one hand, and lowered his head to eat with chopsticks in the other hand.

An ordinary bowl of noodles gave him a different feeling.

The warm bowl of noodles seems to be slowly touching his taste buds. Qiao Nuanyang wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of him after seeing his profile: "Eat well, I'll go up first."

In fact, she didn't know how to get along with him sitting here.

Qin Shijin put down his chopsticks and grabbed her by the wrist, not letting her go, and wiped his mouth slowly after eating, while Qiao Nuanyang automatically stood up and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, Qin Shijin raised his eyebrows and looked at The back of her walking away quickly.

All night she just did things silently but didn't talk to herself, she was already deliberately avoiding herself.

When he went in, Qiao Nuanyang had already washed the dishes, wiped them clean, and put them in the upper cabinet on his feet.

Qin Shijin walked over and hugged her from behind.

"Does your back still hurt?" He asked directly.

"..." Qiao Nuanyang pushed him away, what are you asking now?Instinctively, she was blaming Qin Shijin, she should complain, why couldn't she complain, he was the one who would treat them well, but he was also the one who let her down, "It's okay."

"It's late, go to sleep."

Seeing her with a calm expression, it was obvious that she was escaping.

Qin Shijin wrapped her in his arms, Qiao Nuanyang frowned slightly and didn't look at him, "Qin Shijin, I'm really tired..."

"Is it really all right? Mom said you were in pain when you came back in the afternoon. Why didn't you tell me if you were in pain?" He didn't like her pretending to be strong, and he didn't like her setting up a line of defense.

"Tell you?" There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, and she suddenly raised her head and asked him, "What are you telling me? Qin Shijin, you are the one who made me try to rely on you, but you are also the one who let me down You clearly know how scared I am, when I try to believe in you, but I can only be panicked, the awareness between us is so big, even, so unbearable, you know that I..."

In fact, she didn't always have nightmares, dreaming that Qin Shijin was with other people.

Even Li Jiazhen wanted to drive her away with a haughty face.

"I don't want your half-heartedness. If you say that you should accept this marriage just because of a contract, it's unnecessary. Instead of being so uncomfortable, it's better to end it sooner."

She turned around and pushed him away to leave.

"..."

Qin Shijin clenched his jaw tightly.

She is calm.

There was no hysteria, and she had probably thought it through and made a decision when she was alone in a quiet environment.

A woman like her is so indifferent and calm, and will not mess around. Qin Shijin loved her from the beginning because she was obedient, sensible and knew how to measure.

He thought he could stop the car, but he was no match for Qiao Nuanyang.

Qiao Nuanyang is too good at protecting herself, and will give people a chance to get close, but once she loses her trust, she will quietly push people away, and ruthlessly withdraw from a world that does not belong to her.