This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

  Chapter 187 is there no reluctance?

  "You are back!" Yan Shiqi's well-dressed face is like a blooming summer cherry, beautiful and dazzling.

  Her green bare hands put on the handrails and slowly walked down the steps, accompanied by a seemingly non-existent fragrance, floating in the air faintly, which makes it impossible to ignore.

  Qin Baiyu's soft light spread all over the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, warming his face with joy, his eyes were not instantaneously looking at the slowly coming woman, and he slowly spread out his hands.

  In the night like this, a touch of subtle affection surrounds them.

  Yan Shiqi dropped her hand into the man's palm, stood in front of him, leaned slightly, her shining eyes were clean and clear.

  The man clinging to her soft and boneless and squeezed lightly, his warm-colored eyes gleamed like falling stars, narrowing the distance between each other, and asked with a smile: "Have you waited for a long time?"

   "It's not long!" Yan Shiqi's chin, which was as white as a moon, raised slightly, slammed into his eyes, and saw his own faint smile.

  She pulled him and walked towards the kitchen, and the skirt of the floor shuffled across the man’s knees, pulling up the ripples in the room.

  The man let her enter the dining room together, and slightly looked around when he was seated: "Aren’t Wife Lin?"

  Yan Shiqi took out the food from the holding cabinet and stopped slightly, turned her back to him and shook her head, "Sister Lin has something to do, go back first."

  This sentence is not currently edited, it is an excuse that was thought out in advance.

  Qin Baiyu sat at the table leisurely, watching Yan Shiqi's slender figure serving him food.

  The dazzling and seductive dress, doing such chores, is a bit out of place.

  The man Shen Ru Mo Tan's eyes flashed with interest, and he looked at her as if he could perceive everything, calmly watching her play.

  The food was put on the table, Yan Shiqi handed him the chopsticks, and then he turned around and sat at the table, took a look at him, and then raised his rice bowl and ate his head down.

  The man curled his lips and smiled, not piercing her slight embarrassment.

   "What did you do at home this afternoon?"

After eating a few bites of food, Qin Baiyu broke the silence.

  Yan Shiqi bit his chopsticks and looked at him, thinking about the movement of his head sideways, causing the neckline of the nightgown to open slightly, revealing a white texture like jade.

  Thinking about it, she still intends to tell the truth, “In the afternoon, I talked about a play with Liu Qing, the director of the previous MV.” When she met the man, she continued: “Maybe, I will go to the Imperial Palace next Wednesday.

  The man’s hand holding the dishes obviously paused for a second. When he handed a piece of fried pork to her bowl, the tone was flat: "How long?"

   "About... a month."

  Silence!

  He did not speak, and fell into a cold silence before the dinner table under the bright yellow light curtain.

  Suddenly, Yan Shiqi felt unwilling to give up.

  Come inexplicably!

  She couldn't help approaching the edge of the table, leaning forward and speaking tentatively: "Is it too long?"

  This action also caused the collar of her nightgown on her left shoulder to slide down again.

  At this moment, amidst her entangled eyes, the man put down the bowls and chopsticks, and his sight was a bit unintelligible, "If you like filming, more than a month is not too long."

  I don’t want to fold her wings, even if I feel unhappy, let her soar.

  Yan Shiqi gave him an irritating look, and tugged at the corners of his lips, murmured vaguely: "Is there no reluctance?"

The man smiled with her handsome silhouette in her saucy look, put his fingers out of the table, and reorganized the clothes that slipped from her shoulders, and squeezed her gentle cheeks. "I can't bear it, I really don't want to. know?"

  (End of this chapter)