Twin Treasures From Heaven: Daddy Dotes on His Wife 1v1

"It's been a long time since I've been home, and Rousi is watching a TV series now." The swamp's voice was very sweet, and it fell into Luo Qiqi's ears, diluting the gloomy mood caused by the strange dream just now a lot.

He came back from get out of class a long time ago, and the first thing he did when he came back was to find Luo Qiqi, but at that time Luo Qiqi happened to be asleep.

He saw Daddy sitting beside Mummy, reaching out his hand to brush the hair sticking to Mummy's face due to sweat. Mummy seemed to have some kind of dream, maybe it was a bad dream, and her brows frowned.

Daddy stretched out his slender Yingluo fingers to smooth the wrinkles between Mommy's eyebrows.

He had never seen that gentle expression on Daddy's face before.

Qin Ao's deep voice came, "It's time to eat."

The smell of the food poured into her nostrils, aroused Luo Qiqi's appetite, and she was about to get up when she got up from the sofa.

God!What did she see!
She actually saw Qin Ao, the well-known and cold-faced CEO Qin Ao, wearing an apron, holding a freshly prepared meal in his hand, and setting the table and chopsticks with a serious face!

The apron on his body was still a girlish pink color, it was originally bought by Luo Qiqi for herself when cooking.

"Poof" laughed out.

Qin Ao frowned, with a serious face, "Why?"

That handsome face like ice, paired with the pink apron on his body, really has a special contrast of cuteness.

Realizing what Luo Qiqi was laughing at, Qin Ao put on a straight face and snorted.

Unbuttoning the apron on his body, he threw it on the ground in disgust and disgust, "What color did you buy, it's so ugly."

What a strange thing, Qin Ao actually cooks today!
Although I have eaten noodles made by Qin Ao before, this is the first time that I have both food and vegetables.At the first glance, um, the color and taste are still very good.

"Mummy, eat." Marsh stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a piece of diced chicken for Luo Qiqi.

After eating it into her mouth, Luo Qiqi frowned.

"Not delicious?" There was a faint chill.

"This is too delicious, isn't it?" Luo Qiqi looked surprised, she really didn't expect that Qin Ao, the dignified president, could cook and cook such delicious dishes!
"Now, you can be said to be a ninety percent perfect man!"

Qin Ao narrowed his eyes, "Ninety points?"

Luo Qiqi's eyelids twitched, did she say something wrong again?
"Full score, full score is ninety, ha ha, ha ha ha ha..."

After the meal, Luo Qiqi's mood improved a lot.

It's just that Luo Qiqi asked Qin Ao for two days' leave. Qin Ao was a little puzzled, but he agreed without saying anything.

When Luo Qiqi went out, she brought some sacrificial food that she had prepared before, and drove for more than four hours to City C.

After getting off the car, Luo Qiqi went to the market to buy some candles and candles, and then rushed to the cemetery of her hometown.

Today is the anniversary of Luo Qiqi's mother's death.

When she came to the tombstone, Luo Qiqi found that the grass in front of the tomb had grown very deep, and no one had visited it for a year, so it was naturally a barren and dilapidated scene.

It seems that people from the Luo family have never been here, and they still won't come today.

That's right, they only value power, they don't even care about Luo Qiqi, a living person, so how can they care about a person who has been dead for a long time?

After cleaning up the area around the cemetery a little, Luo Qiqi arranged the sacrifices and lit the joss sticks.

"Qi Qi?"

Luo Qiqi's back stiffened, it was Murong Minglei's voice.

Sure enough, when she turned around, she saw Murong Minglei standing behind her.

It's just that his leg seems to have been injured, Luo Qiqi wondered, but kept silent.Probably because the leg injury is no longer serious, Murong Minglei can stand up and walk, but still needs the support of crutches.

"How did you come?"

"Can't I come?" Murong Minglei held a bunch of bright yellow chrysanthemums in his arms, emitting a faint fragrance.

After placing the flowers in front of the tomb, Murong Minglei straightened up, "Qiqi, have you forgotten that when I was young, I would accompany you back every year to visit Auntie's grave."

Murong Minglei's voice was still so gentle, but it seemed a little boring, which made people feel that he was not so happy.

And he did.

On Marsh's birthday last time, she rejected him face to face, and then found a job for her friend, but it was a mess, and she caused him a lot of trouble, how could he be happy?
After being surprised, Luo Qiqi didn't say anything, and after quietly performing the sacrificial ceremony, she said to Murong Minglei: "Your legs are inconvenient, you don't need to come here."

Murong Minglei smiled wryly, "Qiqi, don't you need me so soon? You don't even give me the chance to pay homage to your aunt?"

There was also a hint of resentment and jealousy in those words.

"Are you serious about what you said last time?"

Luo Qiqi knew what Murong Minglei was talking about, the engagement.

It is undeniable that she was a little impulsive at the time, but when she thought about it later, is it true that what people say when they are angry is not the truth?

"Your thoughts?"

Hearing Luo Qiqi's noncommittal answer, Murong Minglei's mouth curled into a cold smile, "I won't let go."

"You are the woman I love the most and the only woman I love. During this period of getting along, don't you still understand my heart?"

"I won't let you go, no."

"You are mine, and only mine."

It seemed that Murong Minglei didn't expect Murong Minglei to say this, Luo Qiqi was a little stunned.

"Qiqi, tell me, where is your heart now?"

This question seemed to stump Luo Qiqi, making her speechless.Where is her heart?
For a long time, her heart has been wandering, until she met Murong Minglei, who helped her so unreservedly. During that time, without him, whether she could persevere until now may still be a question.

It's just that she can't give what he wants.

Because she didn't love him, thinking of this, a figure suddenly appeared in Luo Qiqi's mind - Qin Ao.

She didn't know why she suddenly thought of him, and she didn't even have any extra emotions, she just thought of him, that's all.But still, it was him who thought of it.

Murong Minglei clenched his hands into fists, his eyes fixed on Luo Qiqi, he must wait for an answer.

There is a forest behind the cemetery, and the trees in the forest grow lushly, but at this moment the whole forest exudes a gloomy aura.

A gust of wind blows, revealing the corner of a black windbreaker behind a tree.

There was one person who was also waiting for Luo Qiqi's answer.

Maybe it was because she thought too much of Murong Minglei's goodness, or maybe she felt too much guilt, and she wanted to make it up.

He suddenly smiled, even though the smile was a bit bitter, "Fool, of course it's you."

"Only--"

Luo Qiqi wanted to say one more thing, but before she could say it, Murong Minglei had already embraced her in his arms.

That's enough, that's enough, it's good to know that she's still his, that's good.

Lowering her head, she pressed a kiss on Luo Qiqi's forehead.

At some point, there was a rustling wind in the woods, and the feeling of gloom was even worse, but the two people here didn't notice it.

When hugging Luo Qiqi, Murong Minglei's foot became unsteady and he fell to the ground, Luo Qiqi followed and fell down, pressing on Murong Minglei's body.

With a muffled snort, Luo Qiqi turned pale with shock, "Ming Lei, your leg! Is your leg okay?"

Eager and concerned, he stepped forward to check, and Murong Minglei let out a low laugh.

This is his Qiqi.

The slender and strong fingers creaked as they were pinched. Compared with the beautiful and warm atmosphere in the cemetery, the temperature in this forest was frighteningly low.

After Luo Qiqi and Murong Minglei left, Qin Ao came out.

He was still holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, but the flowers looked a bit rotten. After stroking some of the rotten petals, Qin Ao bent down and placed the bouquet in front of Luo Qiqi's mother's tombstone.

Compared with the delicate flowers, this bouquet is even more defeated.

He deliberately followed, but he didn't expect to see such a dazzling scene.