Reborn Sweet Wife: Quan Shao's favorite

Huo Jingyuan coaxed her for a long time before she picked up the bowls and chopsticks again.

Fortunately, this time Huo Jingyuan really didn't say those nonsense anymore.

After a meal, Qiao Ruoqing was lying on the sofa playing with her mobile phone, and Huo Jingyuan packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen as usual.

When she came back, she saw Qiao Ruoqing watching the news about Qiao's.

He squatted beside the sofa and looked at Qiao Ruoqing's angle. Sensing his approach, Qiao Ruoqing tilted the screen slightly so that he could see more clearly and save effort.

What the news said was nothing more than what happened today, how Qiao Ruoqing and Chen Yali fought openly and secretly, how the employees became their bargaining chips and pawns, and so on.

Fortunately, no one knew about Li Guang and Wang Ping's kidnapping of Qiao Ruoqing, and they certainly would not mention it themselves, so the news was not exposed.

And with the documents released by Zhou Liang and the location of the factory and other information, public opinion almost turned to Qiao Ruoqing's side.

After reading the news, Qiao Ruoqing sighed, "These people, the wind has changed really fast!"

She still remembers that when Zhou Liang told her about it for the first time, people on the Internet scolded her for being unreasonable.

I don’t know any information, and just rely on my own unsound cognition to judge others there, as if everyone is reasonable.

Now that the truth is revealed, another God's perspective helped her speak and scold Chen Yali for her.

Qiao Ruoqing handed the phone to Huo Jingyuan, rolled on the sofa, hugged a pillow in her arms, "Jingyuan, why are these people like this?"

Huo Jingyuan knew that Qiao Ruoqing didn't like this.

Although she is the chairman of Qiao's and the president of Huatian, she doesn't understand many things.

But if it wasn't because of necessity, if it wasn't because of so many responsibilities on her shoulders, she wouldn't bother to use those things and methods.

So, in fact, Qiao Ruoqing didn't like these methods, and she didn't like others to complain after they knew the truth of the whole thing.

In her opinion, no matter how much the people behind her feel sorry for her and how nicely they say it, they also said what they said before, and the damage has already been done, so it is useless to say it nicely later.

It seems that it's time to help her calm down.

"Ruoqing." Huo Jingyuan put his phone on the tea table and called out.

Qiao Ruoqing was unprepared, "Huh?" and turned her head to look at Huo Jingyuan.

Huo Jingyuan immediately leaned over and kissed Qiao Ruoqing's lips firmly.

A kiss, affectionate and long.

After the two were together, kissing was a common thing, and Huo Jingyuan seemed to like long kisses, Qiao Ruoqing even felt that her lung capacity had been developed.

I thought I was going to increase my lung capacity again today, but Huo Jingyuan let her go after a while.

He pressed his forehead against hers, panting slightly when he spoke: "Ruoqing, let's go to the room."

Qiao Ruoqing understood, and punched Huo Jingyuan's chest, "Okay, you, that's the idea for letting me come over for dinner, right?"

Even though he said this, it sounded a little bit annoyed, but he let Huo Jingyuan carry her into the bedroom without a trace of resistance.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, Huo Jingyuan kicked the door shut to block out the light, and without turning on the light, he began to work on Qiao Ruoqing.

It was already completely dark, and Huo Jingyuan lived on a high floor, so there were no street lights coming in.

In the whole room, only the moonlight from the sky will faintly shine in, but it is not strong.

Fortunately, after a while, Qiao Ruoqing's eyes adapted to the darkness.

Looking ahead, it seemed that there was an extra painting on the wall. She couldn't open her eyes before she took a closer look.

After the end, as usual, it was Huo Jingyuan who carried her to take a bath.

It's not that Qiao Ruoqing is lazy, but every time after that, Qiao Ruoqing's legs become weak and she struggles to stand up.

Fortunately, Huo Jingyuan was considerate, and he was extremely gentle to her after asking for it, and he always took good care of her.

After being wrapped in a bath towel and carried back to the bed, Qiao Ruoqing pulled the quilt to cover her body. At this time, the lights in the room had also been turned on.

There was a small night light on the bedside table, which she gave to Huo Jingyuan on the day of her confession. Qiao Ruoqing turned her eyes away with a smile on her lips.

It was also at this time that she saw clearly what the new painting on the wall opposite the bed was.

No, it should be said that it is not a painting, but a photo.

In the photo, Qiao Ruoqing and Huo Jingyuan were wearing ancient costumes. Huo Jingyuan even wore a hood on her head. Her hair seemed a little messy. Huo Jingyuan stretched out his hand to help her tidy it up carefully.

This is... when they went to Peach Blossom Valley last time, a photographer accidentally took a photo. Huo Jingyuan unexpectedly enlarged it and hung it in the bedroom.

When Huo Jingyuan came out wiping his hair, he saw Qiao Ruoqing staring at the wall, as if in a daze.

Following her gaze, Huo Jingyuan understood.

After hanging this picture, Qiao Ruoqing was here for the first time.

"Do you like it?" He sat beside Qiao Ruoqing, kissed the corner of her lips, and asked.

Qiao Ruoqing nodded, "I like it, I like it very much."

And, very touching.

At that time in the hotel, when she saw this photo, Huo Jingyuan also asked her if she liked it, and she said yes.

But I never thought about hanging the photos in the room so that I can see them every day.

However, Huo Jingyuan did so.

Qiao Ruoqing's hair was half-dried, but she didn't seem to care at all, she leaned towards Huo Jingyuan, her wet hair pressed against his shoulder, and said coquettishly, "Jing Yuan, why are you so nice? ?”

Qiao Ruoqing seemed to often say similar words to Huo Jingyuan.

Moreover, Huo Jingyuan is just like this.

Rubbing Qiao Ruoqing's hair, Huo Jingyuan said dotingly, "Wait a minute, I'll get the hair dryer and blow dry your hair."

Qiao Ruoqing then sat back and waited obediently.

Huo Jingyuan's bed was very soft, she felt very comfortable sitting on it, and kept moving around.

As a result, when he moved, he heard a crisp sound, as if something had fallen from the head of the bed.

Qiao Ruoqing thought that something had fallen from the bedside table, but when she looked at the bedside table, there was nothing missing on it, and the surrounding ground was also very clean.

Huo Jingyuan is a person who likes simplicity. The decoration at home is in a simple style. There are not many things on the bedside table. If something is missing, it can be seen at a glance.

But if it wasn't something on the bedside table, what could it be?
She put her feet in slippers, took out her mobile phone, turned on the flashlight, and leaned over to take a picture under the bed, and soon saw a small piece of shining golden light, a rectangular parallelepiped, not big in size.

She reached in and touched it, and when she took it out, it was a lipstick.

At first, she thought that Huo Jingyuan bought it for her, but after a closer look, she felt that something was wrong.

There are a lot of slight scratches on the golden casing of the lipstick, which should be left by scratching with other items in the bag after using it for a period of time.

That said, this lipstick is not new.

She felt a little uneasy, put aside the phone with the flashlight turned off, and turned on the lipstick.

Sure enough, a part of it has been used up, and the color doesn't look like what Tang Lan used.

When Huo Jingyuan came out of the bathroom with a hair dryer, he saw Qiao Ruoqing squatting on the ground with a small object in her hand, she didn't know what she was thinking, she seemed to be in a daze.

"What's wrong?" He asked while plugging in the hair dryer.

Qiao Ruoqing covered her lipstick, got up, and handed the things in front of Huo Jingyuan, "Jingyuan, what is this?"

Huo Jingyuan turned his attention to her face after only one glance, "What?"

Seeing his ignorance, Qiao Ruoqing opened the lipstick and handed it to him again.

Now Huo Jingyuan understood what it was, and asked again: "Isn't this yours?"

"..." Although Qiao Ruoqing had heard that most men didn't understand this at all, but now that she really heard Huo Jingyuan say that, she still felt a little overwhelmed.

"I don't use this brand of lipstick at all." Qiao Ruoqing's voice was weak.

Huo Jingyuan was about to blow-dry Qiao Ruoqing's hair when he heard this, his hands froze, and he didn't react for a while.

Seeing him like this, Qiao Ruoqing continued, "I found this under your bed."

Huo Jingyuan blinked.

under the bed?
Why do you feel that the amount of information in this sentence seems to be very large?
Staring at the lipstick for a few seconds, Huo Jingyuan replied, "That should be my mother's, right? She sometimes comes to my place, you know."

Qiao Ruoqing did know this, but...

"Will Aunt Tang come to your bedroom?" While talking, Qiao Ruoqing touched the outer shell of the lipstick, and then stretched her white fingertips in front of Huo Jingyuan, "And there is already a layer of dust on it, it looks like Been here for a long time."

Huo Jingyuan began to feel uneasy.

After a long while, the expression on his face became extremely serious, "Ruoqing, don't you suspect me and other women..."

"I was just wondering whose lipstick this is." Qiao Ruoqing calmly continued to stare at the lipstick.

She knew what kind of person Huo Jingyuan was.

But why is there an extra lipstick here for no reason?
"It belongs to Xu Wen..." Huo Jingyuan's voice was much weaker than before.

He didn't know why, he obviously didn't do anything wrong, but when Qiao Ruoqing picked up such a thing, he always felt like a catastrophe was imminent, so he couldn't help lowering his tone.

Qiao Ruoqing looked at Huo Jingyuan speechlessly, "Sister Wen never uses lipstick."

And if Xu Wen came here, it would probably be to help Huo Jingyuan clean the room. She would come to the bedroom, but who cleans the room and comes in with lipstick?
Huo Jingyuan really panicked now, he squatted down in front of Qiao Ruoqing before he could think about anything.

Holding Qiao Ruoqing's hands, Huo Jingyuan hurriedly confessed his innocence: "Ruoqing, I really don't know whose it belongs to, nor why there is such a thing in my room, but I promise, apart from you, I will absolutely No other woman!"

Although this is the first time for him to have a girlfriend, because of Meng Zizhao, he probably knows something about this kind of thing.

Meng Zizhao once said that because he bumped into a woman in the mall and accidentally got a piece of her hair on his clothes, he was questioned by Yao Shuangshuang for a long time, and he was almost given to them. A third party was created between them.