Love him deep into bone marrow Jian Hanfeng Chengyou

There were several very beautiful suits displayed in the window. Dai Shengding took a fancy to one of them, and asked the clerk to take out the size that suits his figure and Cheng Wen's figure, and went into the fitting room respectively.

The two came out not long after, Cheng Wen was absent-minded, buttoned the wrong button of the suit, and the hem became uneven, which looked a bit ridiculous, Dai Shengding help him unbuttoned helplessly, and re-buttoned one by one.

"...Thank you." Cheng Wen lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly.

"It's ok."

"Xiao Wen, I hope you will be happier, and I will be sad if you are like this." Dai Shengding patted his head.

The walls of this suit store are surrounded by transparent glass, so passers-by can see everything inside.

Jian Qing stood outside and watched from a distance, suddenly he didn't understand why he came here.

Maybe he didn't believe what Cheng Wen said, and wanted to follow up to find out, and see if Cheng Wen and Dai Shengding were as happy when they were together.

Facts have proved that they get along very well, and Cheng Wen doesn't hate Dai Shengding's touch.

Right.

They've both done more intimate things, and this level of intimacy is nothing.

Jian Qing wanted to leave, but in fact he didn't want to make things too ugly, and he didn't want to make himself too ugly in front of Cheng Wen. Stalking, even stalking, and peeping at each other are such disgusting things.

But both feet seemed to be nailed in place, and it was very difficult to move. Even their eyes were fixed on the two of them and they refused to let go, as if they were masochistic.

Anyway, it's already painful, and it doesn't matter if it hurts a little more.

Jian Qing thought so in her heart.

Dai Shengding and Cheng Wen tried four or five suits, and finally bought them all. Seeing them, Jian Qing felt that Dai Shengding had a good eye. Every suit made his little fool look like a little gentleman.

Very nice.

After finalizing the dresses needed for taking wedding photos, the two went to a famous photography studio in France. Jian Qing watched them go in. He was sitting in the car, and his heart had already flown to Cheng Wen.

Halfway through, she thought about going in to make a big fuss and snatch the little fool back, but thinking of Cheng Wen crying so sadly, Jian Qing didn't dare.

He was afraid that Cheng Wen would cry, and he was also afraid that Cheng Wen would hate him.

The two were probably planning to meet up with the photographer in the studio, and then go out on location together, and they came out not long after, followed by a camera team with equipment on their backs.

Jian Qing followed their car and arrived at Rafis Castle.

It is a famous shooting base in France, and there are not a few people who take wedding photos there.

The square is too open, and it is easy to be spotted if you are too close. Jian Qing's hiding place is a bit far away, but you can still see the two of them posing in various intimate poses in front of the camera. There is Dai Shengding hugging Cheng Wen, and Dai Shengding Holding Cheng Wen from behind, Cheng Wen was holding a bouquet in his hand, and Dai Shengding bowed his head and kissed Cheng Wen's forehead.

No matter how you look at it, they are a couple of suitable couples.

When Dai Shengding's kiss fell on Cheng Wen's lips, Jian Qing, who was hiding behind the stone pillar of the castle, slowly clenched her hands hanging by her side, her nails were deeply embedded in her palms, cutting through the flesh and blood.

His eyes were red, and he couldn't help turning his head away. Naturally, he didn't see Cheng Wen dodge the moment he was about to kiss him.

The atmosphere was not very good. Most of the time, Cheng Wen was forced to smile, and it was even more embarrassing to make such an obvious act of resistance.

"Yes... I'm sorry." Cheng Wen lowered his head and said hoarsely.

"Brother Dai, I...I can't do it."

Dai Shengding panicked, reached out and rubbed his head.

"It's okay, I can wait for you."

"Then don't shoot this action."

Cheng Wen took a small step back, and Dai Shengding's hand froze in the air.

"I...I don't want to shoot anymore, I want to go home."

After a moment of silence, Dai Shengding spoke softly.

"Okay, let's go home then."

Cheng Wen nodded, and when he turned around, Jian Qing happened to reveal half of his body from behind the stone pillar, and the eyes of the two met hundreds of meters away, and both of them were stunned.

Cheng Wen recognized Jian Qing at a glance, and took a step forward in a daze, "Ah Qing..."

The hoarse murmur quickly disappeared into the wind.

Dai Shengding stepped forward to hold Cheng Wen's hand, Cheng Wen subconsciously wanted to pull it back, but remembering Jian Qing in front of him, he held back.

He forced himself not to look over there, and followed Dai Shengding out of the square where Chateau Lafitte was located.

Jian Qing thought that it was time for him to leave.

When I got home, it was already dark, and Zhang Chener came out of the kitchen with the cooked spare rib soup. Seeing Jian Qing came back, he quickly put the dishes on the table. His face was a little pale, and he was relieved only after he had no other injuries.

Jian Qing was repeatedly injured because of Cheng Wen, either physically or psychologically. With the lessons learned from the previous prison, Zhang An'er did not dare to leave his son and go back to China easily, so he simply stayed in France and waited for Jian Qing to talk to him when Only when Cheng Wen is together, or if she really gives up, can she rest assured that she will return to China with Jian Qing.

"Son, you went out without breakfast in the morning. What have you been doing all day? Are you and Xiaowen okay?"

Jian Qing was silent for a while, then shook her head.

Zhang Chen'er smiled, and changed the subject, "Don't talk about him, you're starving, hurry up and wash your hands and eat, Mom cooked a lot of dishes, all of which you like."

"I've eaten outside." Jian Qing said.

Zhang Chen'er naturally didn't believe it, and persuaded, "Eat a little bit, mom has been cooking for hours."

Jian Qing nodded, not wanting to worry her mother too much, so she washed her hands and went to the table.

Ten dishes and one soup are indeed all he likes.

Although Zhang Chen'er was busy with work when he was young, he would spare a few nights every week to cook for him after get off work, so he and his mother had a very good relationship, and it still remains to this day.

Jian Qing put a piece of braised beef in his mouth, and suddenly remembered that when he was with Cheng Wen, the little fool took care of him in the same way, and he would have a hot meal when he returned home.

The warmth that was once within reach is now far away from him.

Jian Qing really has no appetite, after a few mouthfuls she can't eat anymore.

It turns out that if you love deeply and cannot get it, you will not think about food and drink, and you will not be able to eat.

In the next few days, Jian Qing watched Dai Shengding and Cheng Wen finish taking wedding photos, and then the parents of both parties and the couple entered and exited the Bulgari Hotel at the same time. They should have formally met as in-laws after confirming their relationship to discuss the wedding.

It was past nine o'clock when they came out after dinner. Cheng Wen, who rarely drank, was so drunk that he couldn't walk steadily even being supported by Dai Shengding. Finally, Dai Shengding simply hugged him up.

Jian Qing guessed that maybe it was because Cheng Wen felt happy that the wedding was approaching, so he lost control like this.

Otherwise, with Cheng Wei present, how could he allow the little fool to drink like this.

So tonight, will Dai Shengding and Cheng Wen be as crazy as the night they spent on the Blue Coast?

Jian Qing was so jealous that she clenched the steering wheel with both hands, but quickly loosened it weakly.

The light strips inlaid on the hotel building are so bright that it is dazzling, and the glitz of France at night is like a dream, and everything is illusory.

Only the pain of paralyzed nerves is the most vivid.

This kind of pain made Jian Qing lose his ability to think, and almost lost control countless times. He even thought about taking Cheng Wen home and tying him up, so that he would not be able to do things that hurt his heart with other men in front of him. .

Every morning, Jian Qing stubbornly waited for him outside Cheng's house. At first Cheng Wen would let him go and not show up again, but now she has refused to even look at him or speak to him.

What is left to Jian Qing is often the back view of him and Dai Shengding leaving together.

So Jian Qing could only watch him secretly in this way, even if it hurt, even if he looked like a perverted voyeur without dignity.

But this time Jian Qing hid it well and was not discovered by the other party.

There are seven days left until the wedding.

Blink time.

Jian Qing has already understood a lot from Cheng Wen's attitude. He often has fantasies these days, fantasizing that Cheng Wen might like him a little bit and soften his heart. As long as he is aware of that little bit, he can continue to support himself go down.

But not at all.

Looking back now, when we got along, although Cheng Wen always said he liked him, he was never willing to admit that this liking was for his lover.

He said they were just friends.

Jian Qing finally believed that his little fool fell in love with someone else.

The next afternoon, Jian Qing did not follow Dai Shengding and Cheng Wen, but went out to the supermarket to buy fresh shallots, celery, coriander, pork, and stewed wonton skin.

There are too few things he can do for Cheng Wen. Now Cheng Wen's family is well off and doesn't need any material support. There is only one thing he can think of to do for him.

The wontons given to Cheng Wen last time were thrown away by Cheng Wei, and Cheng Wen couldn't eat them.

Then he will do it again.

At any rate, it was specially learned for the little fool, and it would be a pity not to let him try it.

It was the second time to make wontons formally. Jian Qing was still not so proficient. He cut his finger while cutting celery, and the blood flowed out like a faucet turned on. The most important thing is that he didn’t realize that a handful of celery was almost finished. When I was in a trance, I saw the emerald green dyed red, and slowly frowned.

Turn on the water and rinse, then find a quick gauze to wrap the wound, and continue to prepare the stuffing.

Throw away the part of celery that is stained with blood, and the remaining part is clean and usable.

Seeing Jian Qing staying in the kitchen silently for a long time, Zhang Chen'er inevitably felt worried, went in and asked him if he wanted to help, Jian Qing said in a low voice no.

Only when you do it with your own hands does it appear sincere.

When the wontons were wrapped, it was already dark, and Cheng Wen hadn't come back yet. Jian Qing was afraid that the cooked wontons would not taste good after being left for a long time, so she didn't put them in the pot, and put them neatly in the food box one by one. .

After eight o'clock in the evening, a car engine came from far outside. Dai Shengding said goodbye to Cheng Wen and drove away. When Cheng Wen was about to enter the house, Jian Qing walked out slowly from behind the thick plane tree and called him in a low voice .

"Little Wen..."

Cheng Wen was stunned, and turned to look at him subconsciously. Before he could speak, Jian Qing said anxiously.

"I know you don't want to talk to me...but this is the last time, I promise."

"..." Cheng Wen's eyes were sour, and he couldn't speak at all.

Jian Qing walked in front of him silently and said in a hoarse voice.

"This is the wonton stew I made. I don't know if it's delicious, but it's a little bit of heart. I don't know what else I can do for you."

"...You accept it."