Flash Marriage Wife: The Cold-Blooded President Dotes Too Much

Leng Xiaoli took a sip of his wine, said calmly, "You know, I never talk nonsense about things I foresee."

Leng Xuemu was a little helpless, and sighed: "Well, I'm unlucky, I deserve to be forced into marriage by my mother."

Leng Xuemu became more and more depressed, and continued to drink a glass of wine, as if this was the only way to wash away his depressed mood.

The music next door seemed to be getting louder and louder, making Leng Xuemu's mind buzz.

Leng Xiaoli saw that he was almost drunk, got up and said: "Okay, you drank a lot, go to bed early, I'm going back."

His so-called "going back" was just going back to his apartment opposite. At the beginning, Leng's family and Shangguan's family bought all three apartments on this floor at one time, one for Shangguan Qianmian and one for each of the Leng family brothers.

Leng Xuemu was already dizzy, but she still stood up and sent Leng Xiaoli to the door.

At this moment, the lights in the corridor of the apartment suddenly went out.

Leng Xiaoli frowned and said, "Why is there a sudden power outage?"

Turning to Leng Xuemu, she said, "Go in, be careful."

Leng Xuemu waved her hand and said, "Don't worry, don't worry, I won't be able to drink this little wine."

Leng Xiaoli frowned and glanced at Shangguan Qianmian's house, hesitated for a moment, and entered the house.

Leng Xuemu leaned on the wall and turned back to the room, but forgot to close the door behind her.

Just as he staggered back to his room and fell on the bed, a slender figure stumbled in at the door.

Xu Ruoyou and Shangguan Qianmian were singing happily when suddenly the power went out. Xu Ruoyou thought it was tripped, so she opened the door and tried to help the switch, but it was still dark outside. She walked around after drinking too much, and the alcohol rushed to her head , dizzy, and couldn't find the door.

After finally finding a door, Xu Ruoyou stumbled in.

Shangguan Qianmian and Leng Xuemu's apartment here was originally installed by An Xiaojing and Yu Huanluo, so the layout is roughly the same. Seeing that there was no one on the sofa, Xu Ruoyou thought that Shangguan Qianmian had gone back to her room to sleep, so she touched it directly. Went to the bedroom.

Leng Xuemu felt in a daze that someone had climbed into her bed, thought it was Leng Xiao who left and came back, and wanted to make fun of Leng Xiaoli, who was afraid of the dark when he went to the dignified military commander, but he drank too much wine today , Dizzy and fell asleep.

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In the dark room, Leng Xiaoli sat on the sofa.

All the furnishings in this room are exactly the same as Leng Xuemu's. Their lovely mother thinks that even if they don't live together, living in the exact same room can make their brothers closer.

He has been in the army all year round and rarely comes back here, so there is basically nothing in this room that can be regarded as his.

Except, the picture frame next to the TV cabinet...

Even if it was pitch black, he could still feel how bright and charming the smile of the girl in the photo frame was.

In the darkness, Leng Xiaoli looked for the direction in his memory and looked at the photo frame. After a long time, he suddenly stood up, fumbled for a rechargeable flashlight from a side drawer, took two more candles, opened the door, and left. go out.

The direction he walked was not Leng Xuemu's apartment, but another apartment on this floor, Shangguan Qianmian's apartment.

The whitened light of the flashlight shone in the dark corridor, reflecting Leng Xiaoli's door to Shangguan Qianmian's apartment not far away.

The door was actually open, Leng Xiaoli sank suddenly, his footsteps flustered instantly, he quickly opened the door and broke in.

In the dark room, someone was muttering something on the sofa.

Leng Xiaoli stopped in his footsteps, shook the flashlight in his hand, and saw clearly the girl crouching crookedly on the sofa.

The position of the heart seemed to be stretched out in an instant, Leng Xiaoli's gaze swept over the pile of beer on the table, and he frowned slightly.

On the sofa, Shangguan Qianmian was still holding a bottle of beer in her hand. Leng Xiaoli reached out to take the bottle out of her hand, but unexpectedly, Shangguan Qianmian, who was already unconscious from drinking, suddenly sat up and grabbed the bottle. his hand.

Leng Xiaoli froze instantly.

Shangguan Qianmian opened her eyes. Under the light of the flashlight, her eyes seemed to be filled with water, crystal clear.

"Yuyou, let me tell you, the only person I like in this life is my Leng male god, even if he goes to the ends of the world, I will chase... I can't catch up with him!"

Leng Xiaoli opened his eyes slightly, with a hint of shock and disbelief in his eyes.

Shangguan Qianmian took his hand, rubbed his whole body up, wrapped his arms around his waist, and suddenly said with a smile: "Yuyou, why do you smell so like our cold male god today? Uh...it smells so good..."

Leng Xiaoli was holding the wine bottle in one hand, while being grabbed by Shangguan Qianmian in the other, his whole body seemed to be petrified, looking at the little face stuck to his chest, he was at a loss for what to do.

"Woooooo..." Shangguan Qianmian, who was smiling happily, suddenly started crying again.

Hearing the crying, Leng Xiaoli felt his heart tighten, but he still didn't dare to move.

"Yuyou, tell me, does he like me or not? When I was young, he could only smile at me, but why did he ignore me after high school?"

Shangguan Qianmian's voice was aggrieved and pitiful, and she hugged Leng Xiaoli's waist tightly and sobbed softly.

A hint of helplessness appeared in Leng Xiaoli's indifferent eyes. He looked down at Shangguan Qianmian, slowly pulled out the hand that was held by her, hesitated for a moment, and gently patted Shangguan Qianmian's head.

As if being soothed, Shangguan Qianmian finally stopped sobbing, Leng Xiaoli turned around slightly, put the wine bottle in his hand on the coffee table next to him, wrapped one hand around Shangguan Qianmian's waist, bent down, and put her whole The person picked him up, sent him back to his room, and put him on the bed.

Carefully helping her take off her shoes and cover her with the quilt, Leng Xiaoli walked out of the room, glanced at the candle on the tea table, walked over to pick it up, and then left the room.

I can't remember how long it has been since I saw her. It was so long that her fear of the dark when she was a child no longer existed. After so many years, when he saw her again, he thought that those heartbeats would calm down with time, but unexpectedly, Time didn't dilute anything, but it only made that heart more mellow, and he, after knowing that she was at home, completely forgot about his reason, just like that, secretly wanted to see her.

So what if we just met?

Leaning against the door of Shangguan Qianmian's apartment, Leng Xiaoli twitched his lips mockingly.

He and her are destined to have no fate at all...

In the darkness, Leng Xiaoli's footsteps were somewhat heavy, and he slowly returned to his apartment.

As night goes by and day comes, the sun shines on the large floor-to-ceiling windows, casting layers of colorful light and shadow...

and many more!

Xu Ruoyou's head buzzed suddenly.

French windows?

How could her room have floor-to-ceiling windows?