"But..." Xia Xinfei was still a little worried about following his passively.

"Nothing is not true." Mu Zixuan's voice came from afar, while Qiu Shaoyun stared at the woman who was flushed because of drunkenness. She felt a little bitter in her heart, but more helpless.

Instead of waking her up, she sat next to her and took off the glasses on her nose intimately to observe her more clearly.

When she was at work, her hair was always meticulously tied neatly, giving people a feeling that she was both serious and kept people away from each other.

But now, although her hairstyle is still the same and her clothes are so capable, he can't help but feel pity for it, so he couldn't help but help her to put her in her arms and let her sleep leaning against her chest.

She always hurt herself again and again, but he could not really give up on her. Although he had not returned to Yunjian Lingtao these days, he drove to the gate of Xingwen in the city and silently followed her car back. He confirmed that she had arrived home safely before leaving.

He didn't understand what he was stubborn or what he was escaping. However, he really couldn't look directly at the coldness she showed towards him. Therefore, in order to prevent his heart from being lingchi at all times, he had to choose the most irresponsible behavior, which was to avoid it. However, now, he still had to appear in front of her.

Although it is not the first time she has been drunk, her identity is completely different. At that time, she was nothing to her, but now she is her legal wife, so everything has undergone qualitative changes.

Finally, I took her home and just put her on the bed and lay down, but I didn't expect that the person who was originally asleep quietly suddenly stood up and started to vomit at him.

This was the most tragic time in Qiu Shaoyun's life. Although he was so disgusting that he wanted to vomit, he still had to carry He Yating into the bathroom. Last time, because they had no relationship, he pretended to be a servant to help. This time, he directly stripped his clothes and she and she held her, and used a shower to wash them freely.

The beauty was still a naked beauty. If he didn't react at all, it means he was not a man at all. Therefore, after some flushing, his patience had reached its limit. However, in order to respect her, he still realized his greatest potential and warned himself not to have any slightest echo. Otherwise, they might really end up playing because he knew that He Yating's temper was a woman who didn't like others to use her strongly.

"Don't leave..." Just as he covered her with a quilt and was about to evacuate, her little hand suddenly grabbed his hand tightly, and was confused and refused to leave.

"He Yating, I figured it out. I am not Du Muchen you love deeply, but the husband you least want to see." Every time I mention the name of that man, Qiu Shaoyun is extremely depressed. It is undeniable that he is jealous of a married man. Such a boring act, I believe there is no one except him!

"Don't leave, please..." He Yating's consciousness was not clear, but what is certain was that she especially needed this warmth now, so she was so reluctant to let go after she grabbed it.

"Do you know what the consequences will be if this continues." Qiu Shaoyun warned her hoarsely, because he really couldn't guarantee whether he would play a hungry wolf and pounce on her in the next second.

"Don't... go..." It's the same sentence, which shows how much she thought about keeping him.

"You will regret it, really, I won't lie to you." When I couldn't bear it anymore, there was no need to endure it anymore, let alone, she was still her legal wife, so the next second, Qiu Shaoyun gave up the battle between heaven and man in his heart and rushed forward.

At this moment, he didn't want to care whether she really wanted to stay or not, nor did he care that he might have become someone's substitute. What he cares about is that tonight, he will turn her into his true wife, and no longer have a name or a name.

However, what he never expected was that this would be the other party's first time. This feeling shocked him, but the arrow was on the string and he had to fire it. Therefore, no matter how big the accident and consequences were waiting for him, he would have to merge with her.

That night, the wind was cold outside, but the interior was full of affection and charm, and the heat was as hot as fire...

When he woke up the next day, He Yating did not cry and make a fuss. He was unexpectedly terrifyingly calm. This was a particularly anxious move for Qiu Shaoyun. After all, silence made him even more confused than her beating and scolding.

"If you feel uncomfortable, then vent it! I know that I shouldn't take advantage of others' danger, but this is how things happened, so no matter what the consequences are, I will bear them alone." Qiu Shaoyun stared at her with an extremely sincere look, indescribable heartache, but he would never regret doing it so last night.

"There is nothing good or bad. You are just exercising the right of a husband." He Yating glanced at him sideways, a sneering smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and walked into the bathroom directly.

After hearing her words, Qiu Shaoyun's eyebrows couldn't help but lock them again and again. I always felt that in her eyes, she had become that shameless person, but last night, she obviously held her tightly.

He Yating scooped up a handful of water and poured it on her face. At the beginning, she was indeed a little surprised when she thought about it, but after thinking about it, she felt that this was actually good. At least, it would be better to have sex under such circumstances than when she was awake.

Through the mirror, she looked at the strawberry mark on her neck and felt a moment of loss of consciousness. Is this man, from now on, become her only one? When she thought of this possibility, she felt a little worried. She didn't know whether the other party was worthy of her trust and went for another adventure.

At the door, a few low knocks came, and Qiu Shaoyun's concerned voice followed, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, that's good." After wiping the crystal water droplets on his face, he opened the door, glanced at him standing by the door, and calmly looked for his clothes. Fortunately, it's winter now. Although the winter in S City is not much different from autumn in terms of temperature, he can still cleverly cover up the obvious kiss marks on his neck through his clothes. (To be continued)
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