Flash marriage to a wealthy family, the abstinent president proves love every night

Cong Rong looked at the smile that didn't reach his eyes, knowing that he couldn't hide it.

Any further entanglement would arouse Aunt Yue's suspicion, her heart froze, and she suddenly mustered up the courage to touch his left cheek to leave.

"Seeing that you are so reluctant to part with me, I will reward you."

Cong Rong blushed with embarrassment, her eyes wandered, and she didn't dare to look at him again.

Ji Tingqiu was stunned for two seconds by the icy touch on his cheeks.

snort~

Seeing her son's disappointing expression, Hua Anyue couldn't help laughing.

"Mom, good night, tomorrow morning I will make you my specialty pimple soup,"

Originally, I just wanted to save the scene, let's act like it.

With Hua Anyue's smile, Cong Rong wanted to get into the cracks in the ground.

She completely forgot that she was avoiding someone just now, and now she has already embraced him to the corner of the stairs.

Cong Rong awkwardly wanted to stagger a little distance as the generous big hand covered her waist, which was tightly grasped.

But that hand stuck tightly to her, clenched along her curves.

Cong Rong glanced sideways at the man, trying to softly signal him to let go.

His complexion was very bad, and she was a little frightened when he came.

Probably because of a quarrel with Qi Yu.

She closed her mouth knowingly.

The moment the bedroom door closed, Ji Tingqiu pushed her against the door with his arm, and said viciously,

"Your acting skills are really good, I was almost deceived by you too. It turns out that after all the effort to terminate the contract with me, I found the sponsor long ago, right?

Dare to let my mother know what the end is, you know it very well!

Oh and also, it seems that you have found the wrong person. That old jackal Jing Yunkang will definitely not let a miserable woman like you into the Jing family's door, you'd better ask for luck. "

He suddenly let go of her forearm, and walked towards the balcony without looking back.

Cong Rong "..."

After a while, a choking smell of smoke rushed into her nostrils, and she cleared her throat in pain.

Afraid that it would be bad for the child, Cong Rong hurried into the bathroom.

Clap, the moment the bathroom door was locked, Ji Tingqiu seemed to react, clenched his fist and slammed it against the wall.

Damn, what happened to him?

Ji Tingqiu's eyes were swollen, and there was even some unknown anger.

In the bathroom, after locking the door, Cong Rong came to the sink and let out a long sigh of relief.

What is he smoking?

After thinking about it, she didn't know which bottom line she stepped on that Hades again.

Obviously, he was the one who abandoned himself and his ex-girlfriend Enai to go shopping in the first day, but now he blamed her all the time instead.

"Ji Tingqiu, what else would you do besides wronging me!"

The more Cong Rong thought about it, the more depressed she became. She turned on the tap and bent over to wash her face.

Until the hair on her forehead was all wet, she raised her head and looked at herself in the mirror.

In the mirror, her face was tired, her eyes were like a pool of stagnant water without light, and she could not see life.

After watching herself like a bystander for a few minutes, tears slid down her cheeks mixed with clear water.

I really want to escape from here!

All the time, I don't want to take my children away from this terrible man.

But Cong Rong knew that she couldn't bear Hua Anyue, whose time was running out.

This entanglement and pain kept tugging at her heart, lungs and internal organs.

She could only be forced to bear this pain, which erodes her body day by day.

A few days ago, in the hospital lobby, Jing Yunkang and Rong Jingxian's fearful Cong Rong could see it.

After the dinner, she more or less guessed why the Rong family siblings suddenly stopped.

She even had the idea of ​​using Ji Tingqiu's hand to avenge her father, so that the Rong family could experience what it was like to live in exile on the streets.

After all, she was thinking too much.

"Cong Rong put away these useless fantasies, your only way out is yourself."

She sat on the small board and stared blankly for a while, and then hurriedly took a shower and returned to the bedroom until she felt a little tight in her chest.

Cong Rong quickly picked up a quilt and went to the corner, spread it, and lay down in one go.

It's still safe to play the floor.

Hearing the sound, the eyes of the man on the balcony became even colder. He skipped over the woman laying the floor and went into the bathroom.

The smell of the shower gel and shampoo she used still lingered in the bathroom.

It is a brand that is often seen on supermarket shelves.

In his mind, he unconsciously compared this fragrance with the fragrance on Qi Yu's birthday night.

Needless to say, cheap and high-end.

Ji Tingqiu still can't figure out why he resisted further contact with Qi Yu that night.

It seems that nothing has changed between him and Qi Yu, but something has changed.

In the corner of the bedroom, Cong Rong wrapped herself tightly with a quilt.

It seemed like it would make her feel more secure.

The fatigue and lethargy of early pregnancy hit her hard, and her eyelids were getting heavy.

When Ji Tingqiu came out, she was already sound asleep.

After standing beside her for a long time, he had to bend down and carry her back to the bed.

His mother was next door, so he didn't dare to stand up to the wind and commit crimes.

Unexpectedly, Cong Rong's height of more than 1.7 meters is so light when hugged.

"I don't have a lot of flesh on my body, but I have a lot of bones!"

Her hipbones fit right between Ji Tingqiu's lower abdomen.

After just a few steps of body rubbing, Ji Tingqiu felt something strange in his body.

His face was tense, and his breathing began to be heavy.

After putting the woman away, he quickly rushed into the bathroom.

After taking a cold bath for half an hour, the clamoring fire in the lower abdomen gradually extinguished.

The next morning, Cong Rong woke up in a haze and thought she was lying on the cotton, she twisted her body vigorously in the quilt and finally confirmed one thing.

She didn't sleep on the submerged floor.

She quietly opened her eyes and looked to the other side of the bed, she saw the obviously wrinkled sheets.

She slept in the same bed as Ji Tingqiu last night?

Fortunately, the cloudy Hades had already left, and she was relieved.

Probably guessing the reason why Ji Tingqiu carried her back to the bed, Cong Rong felt a sour feeling in his heart.

The good husband he plays should be what most women dream of.

Rich, beautiful, and entitled to spoil his wife.

It is said that within one foot is a husband.

It's a pity that Ji Tingqiu and her are only in a contractual relationship, and she and her real husband are already separated.

Who is that man in the lighthouse?

Cong Rong couldn't help wondering what kind of man he was.

It is definitely not a good person to fall into the position of being imprisoned and hunted down.

She bowed her head in frustration, and prayed with her hands folded, hoping that the baby in her belly must choose good genetic inheritance.

For example, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a strong sense of outline, and a taller person...

As she thought about it, she realized that the look she was looking forward to looked more and more like someone, and Cong Rong shook her head like a rattle.

This weird man must not!

She has a bad temper and is always ready to kill. She is not worthy of her angel baby.

It suddenly occurred to him that the Rong family siblings had tricked him over there.

Does it mean they knew who the man was in the first place.

She immediately took out her mobile phone from her bag and made a call.

"It's me. The florist who came to my work at noon today asked you for something, otherwise I can't guarantee whether I will go to your husband!"

After finishing speaking coldly, she hummed and hung up before the other party opened her voice.

Her hatred for Rong Jingxian has not diminished from the beginning to the end.

"Go downstairs and eat!"

Suddenly, a cold male voice came from the bathroom door.

The hatred in Cong Rong's eyes hadn't dissipated in time, she gasped for breath, pinched her palms fiercely, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across her face.

So he didn't leave!

The man looked a little confused, but also a little angry and disgusted.

When he came out of the bathroom after washing, Ji Tingqiu first looked at her sitting there dejectedly.

Immediately afterwards, she put her hands together and didn't know what she was muttering in her mouth. She seemed to think of something terrible halfway and shook her head desperately.

What he didn't expect was that at the last moment, her delicate face was covered with viciousness, and she even called openly to provoke his wife.

Ji Tingqiu suspected that what he saw was not a single person, but a fusion of several psychopaths.

"Didn't you go away?"