Marriage is continuous: mysterious husband brought home

But where can I go when I leave?

Tang family? No, I can't go there. My father is old and has a cold and fever these days. The company's affairs are enough for him to worry about. He can't worry about himself anymore.

A big? No, it's more unsafe there. Maybe he's already guarded at the gate by now.

Jiang Yuan's law firm? No, we can't implicate Jiang Yuan. Besides, it's a company. How can private things get to the company.

Except for these places, it seems that there is no place for her to go in city A.

Where the hell can I go?

Sitting on the bus and looking at the scenery outside, it is estimated that it is foggy. Otherwise, why is the line of sight getting more and more blurred?

"Sister, what's the matter with you?" the child's tender voice sounded in his ear. Yan Yan was stunned and turned his head.

I don't know when a seven or eight year old girl sat around, holding a bag of paper towels in her hand, took one out of it and handed it to her, "have you met something sad?"

Yan Yan looked at her blankly, raised his hand and touched his face. His fingertips were cool and wet. It turned out that it was not fog outside, but fog in his eyes.

She picked up the corner of her lips and took the paper towel from the little girl. "Thank you. I'm fine, but the wind is too strong and my eyes are a little astringent."

The little girl smiled, showing her neat and white teeth, with a clear and beautiful voice, "sister, is this the reason why you adults shed tears? Is it because your eyes are in the sand or the wind is too strong, so you can't find an individual reason?"

Yan Yan's face froze, red and white, and couldn't speak to him for a while.

It's really ugly to be so impersonally exposed and disguised by a child, although she doesn't know the child.

"Xiao Di, you are naughty again, aren't you? Apologize to this sister quickly." on the other side of the passage sat a girl who looked about 25 years old, scolding the little girl at the moment.

Yan Yan looked around and felt that the girl seemed to have met somewhere?

The girl smiled at her, stood up and came here, "I'm really sorry, little child, don't see things like her."

The little girl didn't like to be said to be a child. She leaned her neck and corrected, "aunt, I'm seven and a half years old. I'm not young!"

Yan Yan was stunned and smiled. She was really a lovely child. She remembered that she was ten years old when she was a child, but because she was low, every time her mother took her out and needed to buy a ticket, the salesperson said she was still young and didn't need to buy a ticket. Every time she said in a loud voice that she was ten years old and needed to buy a ticket.

Now looking at the little girl around her, she saw herself.

But the girl grew up, but her mother could no longer be with her.

She misses her mother. She misses her mother.

The girl said something to the little girl. Yan Yan didn't hear it, but then the little girl shook her, "sister, we're going to get off. Bye."

She then recovered, "bye."

Nie TingYang sent people to stare at the gate of the Tang family, the gate of Senior Colonel A and the gate of Jiangyuan's law firm.

But she didn't show up all night.

Nie TingYang found her in Chu pinran's cemetery in the Tang family cemetery at noon the next day. If she hadn't been burning, he would have been very angry if he didn't beat her!

"You'd better pray that I can show mercy to you, Yan Yan. You challenge my patience again and again. You're dead this time!" holding the hot woman in your arms, you obviously feel terrible, but the face is two feet long. What you say makes people afraid and uncomfortable.

Yan Yan raised his eyelids powerlessly, looked at him and dropped again. He didn't say anything, but struggled to get down from his arms.

"What are you doing?" Nie TingYang scolded.

"..." she still kept silent, more than she had struggled just now.

Nie TingYang, with a gloomy face, tightened her in his arms and warned, "dare you move again!"

Yan Yan really didn't want to talk to him. He said he didn't want to hear her voice, but now she had to let him hear her voice, "I can go by myself... You put me down..."

"..." Nie TingYang was very angry, but his face was still stiff, but it was not difficult to see that there were soft lines. He looked at her and frowned, "are you playing a trick on me? I can't scold you a few words, can you?"

Playful?

Does he think she's playing with him?

What's so playful? She knew she didn't have this right, to be exact, so how could she find her own humiliation?

Even if it is playing with nature, it should be in front of the people who spoil her and love her. For a person who doesn't love himself, playing with nature is tantamount to asking for trouble.

Yan Yan was angry and tried to make himself not so embarrassed. His voice was very light, but with a strong alienation, "I didn't, I just didn't want to trouble you."

Don't want to bother him?

The line that the man just wants to soften is abrupt and tight. She wants to draw a line between them. Don't you offend me, I won't offend you?

Who gave her so much courage!

Obviously she did wrong. Should he lick his face to coax her and comfort her? For what? What qualifications does she have?

The anger in my heart burned more and more, and it has become a raging fire.

His eyes are red. The Buddha wants to burst out flames. He hasn't closed his eyes for a day or two. It's all because of her!

She is no longer a child. Why does she always play with her temper? Is it good to play with her temper? He can accept the noise, but she hides as soon as she meets something. Does she really think he can let her fool around by doting on her?

impossible!

I don't want to trouble him, do I? Good! He's still in trouble!

As soon as his hands were released, the man in his arms fell to the ground.

Yan Yan was unprepared and fell to the ground. Although the distance was not high, her head hit the ground. She was stunned and her brain was blank.

She lay on the ground, the sun was a little dazzling, so she didn't open her eyes, so she lay there for a long time.

Nie TingYang looked down at her. Although he let go, he actually knew it. When he let go, he deliberately put his arm down, so he fell at this height and there was no accident.

It's just, what's the matter with her lying motionless?

Knock to the head?

At the thought of this, he couldn't pretend any more. His face was immediately covered with panic. He bent down to help the woman on the ground up and shouted, "Yanyan? Yanyan, wake up, Yanyan."

Yan Yan opened his eyes slowly for a while, looked at him powerlessly and closed again, "I'm fine... Let me lie down for a while..."

"Where did you fall? Did you fall on your head?" Nie TingYang twisted her head and looked at the back of her head. There was no bleeding.

He was relieved, sat down on the spot, let her lean in his arms, gasped, and his heart was still beating fast.

"Is it better?" he looked down at the woman in his arms. She was very hot and had to go to the hospital immediately. "You have a fever. You have to go to the hospital."

"I'm fine... Just sleep..."

"I'll take you to the hospital."

"I'm really fine..." Yan Yan opened his eyes, looked at him, and then tried to sit up straight. He wanted to stand up, but he found that his heart was more than enough and his strength was insufficient.

"What do you want?" Nie TingYang shouted anxiously. His tone was a little bad. Then his face stiffened and his voice softened immediately. "You're burning now. You must go to the hospital immediately."

"I..."

Yan Yangang opened his mouth. Nie TingYang had got up and bent down to pick her up. "If you're tired, sleep for a while."

Yan Yan said "um" and lost consciousness.

Nie TingYang called her and didn't answer him. He took a long breath and couldn't help taking her.

When she was coquettish, he wanted to pick off all the stars in the sky.

He really wanted to strangle her when she made him angry.

When she was pathetic, he was very distressed again.

When he disappeared, he thought, when he saw it, he hated it. He didn't know what kind of man he was.

Alas! What should I do with her?

A man in his thirties is still struggling with his children's love. Even he thinks about it himself.

Maybe he was used to being admired by women. Suddenly, a woman despised him. His possessive desire in his bones made him want to conquer her, whether her body or her heart.

There is nothing he can't get from the people and things he likes.

The more she is, the more he wants to possess.

Maybe one day he will still be as tired of her as he is of other women, but that's all in the future. Now he wants to be tame.

Yes, tame.

She was like a little wild cat. At the beginning, he just wanted to tease her in his arms, but her tail swept his chest. The feeling of reality and illusion made him press her in his arms, tease her for a while, and then for a while.

Gradually, he found that he was infatuated with this feeling.

People's desire is too terrible. Once there is a little, they want to get more and more.

When he got to the hospital, although Yan Yan had a fever reduction needle, the temperature still didn't go down. He kept shouting, "cold, cold."

Nie TingYang arranged her in his lounge, but it wasn't the one before. He hadn't entered it since Wei Zishan committed suicide.

There are memories of him and Wei Zishan. If you go in again, you will inevitably see things and think of people.

Now he is a married man. It is a blasphemy to marry his wife without loving her. He doesn't want to live another woman in his heart.

Although some things cannot be completely erased from his heart, as it has never happened. After all, he once loved deeply, but he will learn to forget and put it down slowly until one day, he will no longer feel heartache and uncomfortable when he recalls it.

After the nurse left, there were only him and Yan Yan in the room. He and Yi lay next to her and surrounded her in his arms, but she was still shivering with cold. But he had to take off his clothes and let her body close to his own body.

The body felt her tremble, but the heart was also trembling.