Mrs. Lu, do you want me to give you my life?

Lu Jinchuan glanced at the mobile phone on her lap inadvertently, and said casually, "I don't know what to do? I have a solution."

Only then did Ying Xia realize what he was talking about, and said dissatisfied: "Peeping is an immoral act."

Lu Jinchuan raised his eyes: "Inadvertently glanced at it, the immoral behavior I can do is much more excessive than you can imagine."

Ying Xia felt that Lu Jinchuan was really a dog, he could do immoral things easily, and he said it so grandiosely.

"If you don't drink it, it will be cold." Lu Jinchuan reminded her.

Watching her bring the cup to her mouth, as the milk in the cup decreases, her head slowly tilts up, and her throat rolls slightly when she swallows, he looks away and hears the sound of her putting the cup on the table before regaining her composure. turn back.

Ying Xia saw that he was calm and relaxed, so he didn't care about the atmosphere, and went straight to the point.

"When are you going to leave?"

Lu Jinchuan asked back, "When are you leaving?"

If he is going to wait for her to go with him...

Ying Xia said, "I will do it tomorrow."

Lu Jinchuan lazily said: "I am in the seventh day of junior high school."

"..."

It seemed that he already knew the date of her return, that's right, he could find out just by checking with anyone.

Ying Xia bit her lip and deliberately lowered her voice: "What are you doing here?"

"Act with you," Lu Jinchuan said, "Mother-in-law is not as stupid as you think, I will accompany you to do all the tricks."

Ying Xia thought about it, maybe Xia Qiong really noticed something, that's why she wanted to sleep with her for the first time last night.

"Then leave tomorrow after the performance."

Lu Jinchuan raised his eyebrows: "Crossing the river and tearing down the bridge? Evict people when you run out?"

"What's driving you away? I didn't let you come." Ying Xia unconsciously raised her voice.

Xia Qiong's voice came from the kitchen: "Xia Xia, what are you arguing about?"

"It's nothing." Ying Xia stood up, "Forget it, I'll change clothes."

After changing clothes, the meal was just served.

Lu Jinchuan was always lovable in front of his elders, he ate a lively meal, and he would pick up food for her from time to time, playing the role of a nice gentleman.

It was impossible for Xia Qiong to ask Lu Jinchuan to do housework. After Ying Xia finished washing the dishes, Xia Qiong and her grandmother were nowhere to be seen in the living room. She didn't know where she went, but she saw Lu Jinchuan sitting on the sofa with her eyes closed, and there was a faint bruise under her eye sockets. .

She thought he was asleep, and half-opened her eyes before he approached.

Ying Xia pointed upstairs: "Do you want to go up to sleep?"

Lu Jinchuan half joked: "Are you with me?"

Ying Xia ignored him, turned around and went upstairs by herself, when she heard footsteps following behind her, she casually pointed to a room, "You sleep in the guest room."

Back in her room, she closed the door casually, met a lot of resistance, turned her head and saw Lu Jinchuan holding the door with one hand.

"Have you decided to tell your mother-in-law directly about us?"

Of course Ying Xia understands, the implication is that if not, then act well, it can be called a threat.

Want to strangle him.

She let him in sideways, ready to let him go out of the room by himself.

Lu Jinchuan grabbed her hand, opened the sleeve and looked at the wound, only a light pink scar remained.

Then he closed the door with his backhand, pushed her directly against the door, tilted his head slightly and looked down at her, with a bad tone: "What do you mean by the message you sent me last night?"

What else could it mean?

Ying Xia put both hands on his chest, trying to keep a little distance, but with little success.

When she didn't speak, Lu Jinchuan raised her chin.

"Don't want to say? Huh?" The ending sounded upwards, which sounded a bit grueling.

Ying Xia pushed hard again: "You let go of me first."

She doesn't like such physical suppression, and feels that even her confidence will be suppressed by him a lot.

Lu Jinchuan stepped back a little, and the two were separated by half a meter.

Ying Xia took a deep breath and looked up at him: "It means the past is the past, I don't blame you for the past, from now on we..."

"Ying Xia," Lu Jinchuan interrupted her with a sneer on his face, "You won't be so naive as to tell me about your own well-being, will you?"

She just wanted to say that we forget it, whether we be friends or strangers, in short, it shouldn't be the inexplicable relationship we have now.

Ying Xia swallowed, turned her face away and said, "That's about it."

The tone was very casual, so casual that it made Lu Jinchuan's heart suffocate, he didn't sleep all night, and now he was angry with her again, his brain hurts.

His expression was getting colder, and his eyes were getting darker.

"What do you mean? Tell me clearly!"

The less she spoke, the more angry Lu Jinchuan became.

Ying Xia's room was not big, and there was a bed a few steps away from the door. Lu Jinchuan grabbed her and threw her onto the bed with his backhand, and pressed her all over.

Lu Jinchuan's voice was very low, and he gritted his teeth: "Ten years, Ying Xia, I've been with you for ten fucking years, this matter is nothing, you started it, I didn't stop it, you have to follow me for the rest of your life I spend it together."

"But you stopped it," she reminded him, "a few months ago."

Pressing down on her sturdy body, Lu Jinchuan froze immediately, looking at her, trying to see the familiar look in her eyes.

But her expression was too calm and strange.

It wasn't until this moment that he felt that she really didn't care.

He would rather she quarrel with her, even scold him and beat him, than just wish you all the best.

That sentence is true, but also too cruel.

Something was slipping out of his grasp, and she didn't blame him, and even, it seemed, maybe didn't love him anymore.

It frightened him.

Yes, it's fear. Lu Jinchuan, who is invincible and strategizing, actually feels fear in his heart.

"We... have divorced, Lu Jinchuan."

She repeated, reminding him and reminding herself.

She had found countless reasons for him, but apart from love, none of them could support him to have children with other women.

It's not that she can't give birth, but he never touches her, even if the kiss gets distracted, he will stop at the right time and go to the bathroom to solve it by himself.

From her 22 to 25, three years, is this normal?unusual.

This man is so outstanding, but he can defend himself like a jade for the one he loves. She doesn't blame him, but likes him more.

Lu Jinchuan's eyes were dark, and she was clearly reflected in his eyes. His black hair was disheveled, his lips were red, and his pitiful appearance lying on the bed made his throat tighten and his heart sore.

With one hand propped beside her head, he caressed her face with the other, rubbing his thumb lightly, looking at her with gentle yet aggressive eyes.

what to do?She had the illusion again, did he really like her a little bit?

But for so many years, she has begun to doubt herself in this repeated speculation and denial, she must be wrong again.

Both the posture and the atmosphere are really too ambiguous, like flirting between lovers, it is really not suitable for them now.

"You get up first." Ying Xia pushed, but the people above did not move at all. This is physical suppression.

"Lu Jinchuan!" There was already a hint of embarrassment in his voice, "You can talk about it after getting up."

Lu Jinchuan finally moved, rolled off her body, and sat on the bed.

Ying Xia got up and sat on the single sofa by the window sill, she turned her head and looked out of the window, and spoke softly.

"Jin Chuan, I've thought a lot these past few months. I want to follow you with shamelessness. You said you need a wife in name. I don't care. As long as I'm by your side, this is my choice, so no matter the result Whatever it is, I deserve it.”

"You may be used to having such a person, but every day when I look at the cold bed, my heart becomes cold. You didn't apologize to me. You have treated me very well these years. I am very grateful, but..."

"I'm really tired."

"Stop torturing me, okay?"

"Leave me alone."

She even said a few words, but every single word was so depressed.