The evil first wife who wears a book, and the future first assistant wants to kill me every day

After Yunwei left, Chu Jiaojiao immediately put down the casserole as if offering a treasure and said, "Brother Qi, are you hungry? Come and try the soup I made for you."

As soon as the soup lid was opened, a rich aroma of chicken soup wafted out.

Yunwei didn't go far, smelled the aroma, and vaguely heard Chu Jiaojiao detailing the freshly picked matsutake mushrooms, ginseng whiskers and other supplements she used to cook the chicken soup for more than an hour.

There was a little show off in his tone, but more of it was full of care.

Yunwei felt comforted that at least he had met someone who was truly good to him in this era.

But she didn't know that after she walked away, the warm atmosphere in the room seemed to slowly cool down.

Lu Xingyi looked at the yellow and orange chicken soup, stirred it, but didn't drink much.

Chu Jiaojiao was sitting next to her, lowering her head and wringing her hands, her tone a little aggrieved, "Brother Qi, I won't kiss you rashly in the future. Can you stop being angry?"

Lu Xingyi raised his eyes slightly, his voice always gentle, "Jiaojiao, I don't blame you, it's just that we are not married after all. To the outside world, I care about your reputation."

"Before we get married, we still need to keep a distance, what do you think?"

distance?

He had obviously kissed her before, so why couldn't she take the initiative?

Or was it because Yun Wei saw it?

Chu Jiaojiao admitted that she had selfish motives when she kissed him, but she did not expect that Seventh Brother would react so strongly.

My heart throbbed and it hurt.

She tried her best to control her emotions, telling herself that these were inevitable.

Then he raised a smile and said obediently: "Yes, I understand, then can you drink the chicken soup? I have stewed it myself for more than an hour."

Lu Xing also saw her eyes turning red.

Jiaojiao is not a person who hides her emotions very well.

But he could no longer take into account her emotions as before.

She lowered her eyelashes and was about to drink the soup, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw that her hand was burned.

Lu Xing also paused slightly, and finally chose to drink the soup in silence.

After he left, Chu Jiaojiao stretched out her hand to clean it up. The back of her hand was red, and there was also something on her wrist...

She didn't feel pain, she just felt distressed.

Ever since she kissed Brother Qi yesterday, Brother Qi's expression has changed.

Still gentle and gentle, but alienated.

Chu Jiaojiao knew that he would only smile when facing another person.

Therefore, she went to invite him and left thoughtfully, just for him.

But what he got was still a few words of explanation from Brother Qi.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and it was Liu Ying.

Chu Jiaojiao calmed down her thoughts and opened the door. Liu Ying presented a medicine bottle, saying that it was given by the prince to treat burns.

It turned out that he saw that his hand was injured.

In the past, Brother Qi would personally apply the medicine on her and ask her if it hurt, with his eyes filled with distress.

Not like that, let Liu Ying forward it...

Chu Jiaojiao took it, closed the door, and a tear fell on the medicine bottle.

Brother Qi, what’s going on between us?

She felt that the relationship between them was like a ship in separate lanes, drifting away...

When Yun Wei returned to the room happily, she found Aling sitting at the table, looking at the book in her hand, so focused that she didn't even notice her when she opened the door.

She was curious, so she came over and waved her hand in front of his eyes, "What book is so beautiful that we, Aling, are so fascinated by it?"

"Come on, let me see what kind of book it is."

When Gu Changling raised his eyes, he saw a careless smile. He grabbed her hand and said, "It's nothing, it's just a week of trades. It's boring. You don't like to read it."

Yun Wei didn't insist on watching, she just teased him. Just as she was about to take back her hand, he suddenly pulled her into his arms and wrapped her around her waist.

"Why did you take so long to play today?"

Yun Wei leaned into his arms and said truthfully: "Originally we were playing flower cards with Jiao Jiao, but she left for a while because of something. One person was missing, so I played a few games of backgammon with King Jing."

"Unknowingly, I noticed that lanterns were lit in the corridor. I realized that more than an hour had passed. Why don't you come back quickly? I'm afraid you'll miss me."

She spoke in a relaxed tone, not hiding anything, and specifically said that she saw the lanterns in the corridor, which proved that they had not closed the door.

Gu Changling said oh and didn't ask any more questions, he just started to get into heat.

He directly carried her to sit on the table, spread her legs, and leaned over.

At this moment, Yunwei felt that what he had just seen was definitely not the Book of Changes, but an erotic painting!

Otherwise, why would I be in such a good mood?

Just when Yun Wei thought he was going to do something wrong, Gu Changling stopped again.

"eat first."

Eat her after you finish the meal, right?

The moment Yun Wei jumped down from the table, her legs became weak.

After dinner, she had already prepared, but someone was not prepared.

The moment she was put on the bed, she quickly shouted, "Gardenia, gardenia..."

"Gone."

"what?"

In the past few days, the two of them had been lingering together every night, and their energy was consumed very quickly.

Without this gardenia blend, Yun Wei looked at the murder weapon and felt unsure.

She flinched a little, but he kissed her very passionately and said, "Weiwei, believe me..."

Without the gardenia, he could still bring her joy.

Gu Changling was so attentive that he had already discovered that she could actually accept him.

It's just that maybe it's because of the previous pain that I'm always dependent.

Now I just want to help her quit.

When he was patiently trying to coax people, Yun Wei was really helpless.

It is raining outside the window again, the wind is howling, and even the sound of the rain is like a clanging string, which makes every nerve tense.

The next morning, Chu Jiaojiao came to ask her to play cards again.

For the first time, Yunwei refused Chu Jiaojiao's invitation because she felt uncomfortable due to cold.

The voice of rejection sounded through the carved wooden door, as if it was light but not at all, and seemed extremely uncomfortable.

Chu Jiaojiao heard her reluctant voice and didn't think much about it. After telling her to take a good rest, she turned and left.

As her footsteps got further and further away, Yun Wei dared to let out the slightest forbearing syllables from her lips and teeth.

"Gu... Changling..."

Even calling his name was broken into a few sobs.

She sat in Gu Changling's arms, with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, looking at him pleadingly, her eyes smeared with love were like a begonia blooming to its full bloom, thick and boundless.

She can't do it anymore, she really can't do it anymore.

This guy is very capable.

When I found out that I don’t need gardenia ointment, I was already struggling very late last night.

Unexpectedly, he was so energetic so early in the morning, and he just wanted to torment her.

She really can't stand it...

There is a thin mist on her eyelashes, her hair is messy and scattered on her chest, and her clothes are piled around her waist. I feel pity for him.

Gu Changling stretched out his hand to cover her eyes and coaxed her: "It's going to be better soon, it's going to be better soon."

He couldn't look into her eyes, otherwise he would be afraid of losing control.

Because he knew that she had reached her limit.

After it was over, Yun Wei fell asleep directly.

This sleep was extremely deep, so deep that there was no dream.

When I woke up again, it was already night, the surroundings were quiet, and the sound of the wind had stopped.

There were no candles in the house, and it was dark.

"Aling?"

She called out, but no one answered.

Where did Aling go?

He would never leave himself alone in the house.