Mr. Huo, please spoil me

Huo Jiao is watching a movie, "Roman Holiday" from many years ago.

Hearing the sound, she raised her eyes.

She and Jiang Lan actually hadn't seen each other for two or three days. He was very busy, and she was not idle either... Although they slept in the same bed every night, they didn't really see each other much.

After a while, she sat up and said naturally: "Have you eaten yet?"

Jiang Lanting took off her coat on the back of the sofa.

He sat next to her and asked again: "Why don't you sleep first?"

Huo Jiao blinked, looked straight at him, and asked, "Why are you back so late?"

There was silence for a long time.

Jiang Lanting hugged her and hugged her quietly for a while. He said: "I have been busy for a while and I have some free time. There are a lot of things in the company recently. I will spend more time with you later. Where do you want to travel?"

Huo Jiao could see his reluctance.

She believed that Jiang Lan still liked her, but Song Qingqing dying in front of him like that might have a greater impact on him. People have an instinct to protect themselves from trauma. She thought that when he faced her every day , you may think of Song Qingqing's tragic death.

He will feel guilty, how can they be sweet and happy?

He hadn't come out after so long, and she couldn't shamelessly stick to him. Huo Jiao thought for a while and said, "I accepted a movie and it will be shot abroad. It may take about half a year."

Jiang Lan let go of her.

Under the lamp, his expression was not very good. After a while, he stood up and gently loosened his tie, and began to unbutton his shirt, as if he was going to take a shower. His tone was more like casually asking: "I didn't hear you say that before, it's temporary. Have you decided? Huo Jiao, why don’t you discuss this matter with me? "

Huo Jiao didn't let him go.

She said: "I wanted to discuss it with you two days ago, but you came back after 12 o'clock every night, and you were still in the study when you came back. When I woke up early in the morning, you were not there. Jiang Lan heard, I don't know if I want to talk to you." If you want to discuss it, you still have to discuss it with someone called your husband!"

After so long, she finally said it: "You are so busy grieving for Song Qingqing that you forget that you are married and have a wife... No matter what, you should pack your mind and live the next life. Jiang Lan Listen, no matter how independent I am, no matter how little hope I have for you, I still hope to have a normal married life... But obviously you can't give it to me, so what's wrong with me pursuing a career? You can work overtime, but I can't ?"

"I never knew you were so eloquent!"

There was no emotion in Jiang Lan's tone.

But Huo Jiao knew that he was angry.

Jiang Lan paused for a moment and regained his senses a little. He looked down at her: "It's not that I won't let you pursue your career..."

Huo Jiao interrupted him softly: "But when you married your wife, you didn't think about marrying a strong woman, right? What you like is my pretty appearance, because I can always wait for you at home... But Jiang Lan Listen, when I was waiting for you at home, you weren’t there!”

He probably understood what she was thinking.

It’s time to go!

In his heart, he always cared about her, liked her, and felt guilty. After thinking about it, he finally gave in: "Since you want to go, then just go. It will only be half a year...I'll go see you after I finish my work."

In this conversation, Huo Jiao seemed to have won, but she knew that was not the case.

She murmured: "Maybe getting married is wrong."

Their relationship was not so deep that it was unbreakable, and it was not so deep that they relied on each other. At least she didn't reach the depths of Jiang Lanting's soul, and of course he didn't either.

Perhaps she was disappointed that she said she would go abroad.

Maybe half a year later, it will be different again. This half year can be considered calm...

While she was taking a bath, Jiang Lan went downstairs to have something to eat. When he went upstairs again, he still went to the study. However, when he returned to the bedroom in the dead of night, he was not as cold as usual. He took off her pajamas and covered her gently. onto her body...

When they couldn't help themselves, they suddenly remembered that the last time they were married was when they were newlyweds.