A Different Husband Every Day

Rong Fan looked at her side face quietly, the jade pieces adorned with white jade peony flowers and tassels swayed gently in the wind, as if shining the bright moonlight into his heart, illuminating his inner hesitation.

He wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to speak, he was afraid of disturbing the quiet and gentle her at the moment, afraid of the glitz of the mirror, because he would be torn to pieces when he opened his mouth.

It's just that they are often like this, they are quiet people, they are always together, they are silent, she likes to look at the scenery, he likes to look at her, they can't get enough of them.

The night wind blew for an hour or two, probably because it was cold, so Xia Ran looked at it with nostalgia, and then reluctantly went downstairs. The guards in the yard knew that the master was coming, and they had already prepared according to their usual preferences. dinner.

Placed in the pavilion in the middle of the lake, the people’s pavilion built in the middle of the lake has the illusion of being on a boat amidst the rippling blue waves. The cool breeze blows through the flowers, sending bursts of fragrance, and the surrounding lights are harmonious. Dining in such a place is particularly delicious. appetite.

Rong Fan carefully tried to pick a piece of tofu for Xia Ran, and when the tofu fell into her bowl, his fingertips couldn't help tightening, feeling very anxious, like a prisoner waiting for a sentence.

Xia Ran was stunned for a moment, then she folded her face without changing her face, raised her head and smiled at him under the light, then lowered her head and put it into her mouth.

Rong Fan's eyes were flushed with excitement, and his hand holding the chopsticks couldn't stop trembling slightly.

With this beginning, he brought her food again, and Xia Ran was very cooperative. As long as it was what he picked, she would eat it slowly. The smile on his face became brighter and brighter at the initial news of anxiety.

I'm full. Xia Ran put down her chopsticks, Eat some too.

Oh, good. Silly, as if he only realized it now, he didn't eat.

Xia Ran's eyes fell on him softly, always with a pure smile.

After eating, Xia Ran and Rong Fan walked down the corridor side by side. This is a very long corridor, which almost runs through the whole manor. It takes several hours to complete the normal walk. Walked for half a day, but finished it today.

For a few hours, it was early morning in the blink of an eye. Without saying a word, they just walked along the corridor, accompanied in silence, looking at the rockery in front of them, Xia Ran was dazed for a moment, and then quickly regained her smile: Go back.

The people in the manor thought they were going to stay overnight, but they drove away again. Xia Ran was still driving. The car went all the way down, and when it reached a flat downhill about 900 meters long, Xia Ran stopped the car.

She held the steering wheel with both hands, the smile on her lips was still there, her voice was very soft, and she called his name very tenderly: Rong Fan~

Um?

She turned her head and looked at him quietly: I love you very much.

Rong Fan's heart tightened, he looked at her, looked at her deeply, a kind of panic shot out from her calm and affectionate eyes for no reason and wrapped around him, his throat was tight and he couldn't make a sound.

I really love you. Xia Ran's smile remained unchanged, but a layer of mist rose from her eyes, making her smile bitter and sad, Because I love you so much, I hate myself to the core. I slandered Domestic violence, turn around and leave room for you that I am mentally ill, so that you can turn over in an instant... If you don't want it, I'll stage an 'infidelity' again, and let you turn over again, you just have to follow the trend, and all the faults will be mine alone People come to memorize it, but you still don’t want it.”