Flash marriage, darling wife AA system

  "What?" She stared with wide eyes, and Qiao Yunxue's arm went limp, her entire body collapsing into the quilt.

  He spoke casually, but she listened with a racing heart. But isn't it that, following her own will, she proposed to him; now again following her own will, they are going their separate ways.

  It's okay, she left for his own good now. He just doesn't know it yet.

  "Why... I have a victim's feeling." Rong Qian frowned.

  "Victim?" Just calmed down, heard that Qiao Yunxue fell again. After a while, she got up again, tilting her small head and staring at Rong Qian. Her arms were about to move, as if she wanted to rush up and cover Rong Qian's mouth.

  It didn't take her to rush over, Rong Qian came over on his own. He sat down casually at the edge of the bed, and with a hint of a smile, he scanned her puffed up cheeks, raising an eyebrow: "You're late, it's time for bed. Be good, go wash up first."

  "Late?" Unbelieving, Qiao Yunxue glared at Rong Qian, took out her phone and looked at it again, hesitated for a moment before handing it over to Rong Qian. "Look, it's already 10:30 now, far from your 12 o'clock. Rong Qian, have you fired your boss or something, so you don't need to work anymore?"

  The corners of his mouth curved, and his humble face was expressionless, but it finally stirred up waves. He slowly put his long legs on the big bed, and carelessly touched her arm: "From today on, I'll start having weekends off too."

  "Huh?" Startled, Qiao Yunxue carefully maintained a safe distance from him, not letting herself touch his sturdy and muscular thighs. Instead, she narrowed her eyes and scrutinized Rong Qian, finally sighing, "Off on the weekends? You? Did you win the lottery or something? And it's the jackpot, no less! Five million or eight million? Congratulations, congratulations!"

  "Go wash up first, I'll tell you." Rong Qian pinched her nose tip, "Don't delay any longer, I still have to go to the company tomorrow."

  Qiao Yunxue pouted: "I won't wash, it's only been two or three days, and even if I don't wash for a few more days, nothing will happen..." Alas, she understood Rong Qian's implicit meaning. Just take a bath and sleep!

  Sleep is just a verb.

  But she was already planning to elope with him, and had even found a second wife for him, so would the two of them sleep together?

  She just lay there motionless. Before she could even react, Rong Qian had already wrapped his long arm around her and leaned in close, his nose stopping right at the hollow of her neck. He sniffed a bit, then furrowed his brow: "What's that smell? It smells stale..."

  "Ah?" Greatly shocked, Qiao Yunxue immediately scrambled down from the bed, opened the wardrobe, randomly grabbed a nightgown and almost rolled and crawled into the bathroom.

  Looking at the little woman who fled in a fluster, Rong Qian's lips curled up higher and higher, the smile in his eyes growing thicker - without her, life wouldn't be so interesting. No wonder Yan Zi had been shouting about boredom for the past few days.

  However, she was secretly planning to leave and had even prepared the divorce agreement. She didn't have time to prepare this agreement yesterday, it's clear that before being taken away by Luo Shaobai, she had already prepared it. At that time, she had already made preparations to leave...

  What a silly girl!

  He pulled the towel around his waist, stood up straight, and humbly accepted a cup of water to drink. As he listened to the quietness in the bathroom, Rongqian suddenly put down the cup and walked towards the bathroom.

  The bathroom door wasn't closed tightly, no sound of water could be heard, but her low muttering voice was audible. With a subtle movement, Qian lightly pushed open the bathroom door and peeked inside through the small gap. Indeed, his wife with worries stood facing away from the bathroom door. Her clothes were properly worn, and she was carefully counting on her fingers.

  "Say." Qiao Yunxue was counting on her fingers. Counting down to the next one, "Don't say."

  So repetitive, finally she pressed her temples: "How annoying! I also feel like I've been dumping him from the start... what to do..."

  A calm and composed heart was suddenly struck. Rong Qian was taken aback by that small woman who was hard to let go of, with a fleeting moment of distraction. Time is ruthless, things in the world are unpredictable, but she didn't wear her sorrow on her face, still so diligently making plans for his happiness.

  She hesitated so much over an eight-year relationship and a half-year marriage, her eyes flashed - he was worth it.

  The worried woman finally stopped counting and choosing, but instead wrinkled her brow, pulled at her collar and sniffed, somewhat perplexed: "It seems like there's no smell of mildew! Is Rong Qian stuffy?"

  His face was slightly pale, his eyes were humble and long, and he glanced at the ceiling. But the corners of his lips couldn't help but reveal a mysterious smile.

  She started taking a bath, wearing a bit too much in the winter. Rong Qian watched from behind as she took off her clothes one by one and put them on the rack, until her white and flawless curves were revealed under the bright yellow light.

  Her back shape is extremely beautiful, her waistline is extremely beautiful. She who likes to wander around is slender and beautiful.

  Sparkling water droplets slowly slid down her sleek and beautiful back, the hot water gradually misting the air in the bathroom. Amidst the faint visibility, a patch of snow-white locked onto Cong Yen's footsteps.

  It seemed to feel the gaze behind, Qiao Yunxue suddenly turned around, and saw that Meng Jian was staring at her at the door, unknowingly letting out a shy hum. His focused eyes made her suddenly feel that she actually had some position in his heart...

  Suddenly, she felt a burning sensation all over her body. She hastily used a towel to cover herself from his gaze on her enticing beauty. Wanting to withdraw her eyes, yet reluctant to part with his lean and elegant physique, and those profound eyes that could make one deeply infatuated.

  He was actually looking at her like that, straightforward and passionate, almost making her unrecognizable.

  "I'm taking a bath." She finally came to her senses a bit.

  "Mmm, you're taking a bath." Rong Qian's voice was low and husky, vaguely seductive, winding its way into her ears.

  "Yong Qian..." Knowing she was taking a bath, he should politely avoid her, right...

  Rong Qian suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Huh, wife is taking a bath."

  "Ah----" Qiao Yunxue's heart skipped a beat, these five words, although very ordinary, why did she feel an intimate closeness, more private than anything he had ever said.

  Rong Qian suddenly pushed open the door, stepped into the bathroom, stopped in front of her, stretched out his fingers, and gently lifted the towel that she had covered herself with. The delicate and beautiful lines were no longer hidden, and directly collided with his deep eyes.

  Rong Qian: "—", blushing and startled, Qiao Yunxue retreated backwards.

  However, he was caught by Rong Qian's shoulder and couldn't retreat. He raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly, "Based on the AA system, my wife can also uncover mine."

  "Ah——" She let out a sob, Qiao Yunxue hastily covered her private parts with her hands and looked at the man who had suddenly become passionate and exceptionally bold.

  Can things be done like this? Rong Qian, you're muddled...

  "In order to not let my wife feel at a disadvantage, I'll do it myself." He liked watching her flustered and pretending to be calm, with a subtle depth in his eyes, his fingers elegantly hooked, before Qiao Yunxue could even open her eyes again, the towel around his waist lightly fell off, revealing shallow wheat-colored skin that seemed to radiate endless tension and pent-up passion.

  Her robust body was fully reflected in her eyes, Qiao Yunxue randomly picked up a piece of clothing and covered her chest before rushing out. But just as she took one step, she felt her body floating lightly, then suddenly fell onto a warm and elastic place.

  "Shameless." She was going to die of embarrassment, she had actually hooked her neck around his, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist, afraid that she would fall off him.

  In such a small space, with such a warm and powerful body, the palm that fell on her hips was so forceful. However, she was planning to let him go to Zhao Peirong.

  His profound and introspective gaze fell on her lips that had yet to recover, where the bloodstain still remained. He stared at it, staring intensely.

  She glanced at Rong Qian for a second, and her heart became even more flustered. Unconsciously, she leaned in closer to Rong Qian, wanting to hide herself. But it only made the two of them even closer together.

  "Finally showing some sense of being a wife..." Yan Qian's eyes flashed with amusement.

  Rong Qian: "What's wrong?" Ge Yunxue struggled, "I have something to tell you."

  "We'll talk about it later." Rong Qian's calm and gentle voice soothed her restless heart.

  She half-jokingly, half-deceptively cooperated with him, and despite being teased to the limit, she couldn't resist the fervor he deliberately created. Silently closing her eyes, in the steamy atmosphere, she endured the impact at his waist, letting her sleepy little treasure bear the brunt of his numerous gentle caresses...

  She felt like she had clawed a hole in his shoulder.

  Finally, Rong Qian reluctantly let her go. As soon as he loosened his grip, Rong Qian was startled: "Yunxue?"

  How did you end up crying like this?

  It was a bit awkward when he first hung on her waist, but in the end it was exhilarating. He even deliberately let out water to make the sound of the water louder than her beautiful voice when she was happy...

  But why cry?

  "It's nothing." Qiao Yunxue quietly climbed down from his body, turned around and splashed some hot water on her shoulders, which were still shaking.

  "Silly girl!" He stretched out his hand, and with a gentle movement, he wrapped his arms around her waist. It was a probing and inquiring body language.

  Taking the towel, Qiao Yunxue pretended to be calm and wiped off the water droplets on her body: "It's nothing. I know you have your own love, and I may not have forgotten Luo Shaofan yet, but we can still fully devote ourselves to our life as husband and wife. I'm confused, it's strange. Rong Qian, will there be a day when I won't want to leave you? Rong Qian, I'm afraid..."

  Her voice was lost in his suddenly tightened arms. His chin rested on her head, and Rong Qian's low and slow voice was filled with a faint joy: "No one can make you leave. We are husband and wife."

  With a slight bow of his waist and a gentle exertion of his arms, Qiao Yun's slender body was enveloped in his embrace.

  He carefully put her into the quilt, smiling and pinching her nose, joking: "Girl, are you missing what happened here last time, so you don't want to go home? Hmm, is it that living a married life here feels good?"

  She suddenly pulled up the quilt, wrapped herself in it, and whispered a protest: "Rong Qian, you're such an old rascal."

  "I'm not old." Rong Qian raised an eyebrow, "I'm in my prime, and it's true that I'm not serious. If I'm not serious, then my wife can also be not serious. Being unserious together is what leads to doing serious things. For example, having a baby, being too serious won't work."

  "Uhh——" She blushed bright red and shrank into the quilt.

  Baby, what's wrong with her?

  Rong Qian raised an eyebrow, glanced at the lump moving in the middle of the bed, and shook his head helplessly. He turned around to lower the thermostat before getting into bed and lazily sleeping beside her. But the elasticity of her skin felt extremely good, causing him to unconsciously lean in closer.

  Perhaps it was the weight of her worries, but the little woman wrapped in the quilt couldn't sleep, and that physical labor just now hadn't made her drowsy, instead she was tossing and turning.

  "Cloud and snow!" Rong Qian pulled up the quilt.

  "Hmm?" Her voice came from under the covers.

  "Do you think we don't love?"

  "Mm." She nodded, but no one saw it.

  No sooner had she finished speaking than Rong Qian pulled her out of the quilt, as he wished to see her red and swollen eyes. Staring at her reddened eyes, Rong Qian suddenly smiled: "How about we talk about A-Ranking again?"

  "What?" Qiao Yunxue didn't want to speak, but couldn't resist the curiosity in her heart. She immediately turned her head around, blinking her eyes, eagerly waiting for an answer.

  But she didn't wait for Rong Qian's response, instead her whole body was pressed down by Rong Qian's tall and lean body.

  His face was stern and solemn, but his eyes shone brightly.

  "Rong Qian——" Qiao Yunxue pushed him, "Hurry up!"

  He smiled and grabbed her hand, serious: "You just crossed my waist. Based on the AA system, now it's my turn to cross your waist. Yunxue won't let me lose out, right?"

  Qiao Yunxue was left with no choice but to shut up.

  "It's also good for sleep." Rong Qian analyzed, and lifted her leg with a hint of a smile...

  When she was tossed around by him until she couldn't move anymore, Qiao Yunxue agreed with Rong Qian's point of view - it indeed helped with sleep. When all that was left in her body was the energy to sleep, then of course she could only fall asleep.

  The next morning, Rong Qian got up early. It was strange that Qiao Yunxue, who was clearly exhausted, also forced herself to get up and made a simple potato noodle dish for him to eat. After he finished eating and went to the company, Qiao Yunxue surprisingly took the initiative to sit in the Audi. She sat quietly, without saying a word.

  She pursed her small mouth and stared straight ahead, lost in thought.

  Gazing at her, he smiled faintly and slowed down the car, his eyes occasionally falling on her lips. After being ravaged for half a night, those red lips were still swollen, exuding an enticing beauty. The bloodstain had already faded in the tender, dripping redness.

  "Does it hurt?" Qiao Yunxue suddenly asked softly.

  "Does it hurt?" Gentle eyes fell on Qiao Yunxue's waist and abdomen. Last night, when he was at her waist, she couldn't bear it and begged for mercy. Unfortunately, he couldn't stop at that time.

  Qiao Yunxue's face turned red as she listened, her eyes sparkling with tears.

  She seemed to have scratched his shoulder last night. She wanted to resist, wanted to stay away, but thinking about it, maybe this was their last time, so she unknowingly got closer to Rong Qian and let him take more liberties.

  Qing cleared her throat and glanced at the car seat: "Rong Qian, I have something very important to discuss with you. Are you free these two days?" Their marriage should be ended. If she didn't leave, how could there be other women by his side?

  He only works and doesn't have too many fancy ideas about women. If she doesn't get along with him well, Rong Qian might be pulled back to be a son-in-law by his relatives again.

  Her face, full of spring color, showed determination. Cui Xian slowed down the car and stared at her: "Yunxue, I also have something very important to talk to you about. How about this, let's go out for dinner together tonight, and I'll come pick you up then."

  "Good." She smiled slightly, turned her body sideways, and gazed deeply at him, a bit dazed. After a while, she burst into a lovely smile, "Rong Qian, it's been so delightful being with you! I think that if we weren't husband and wife, we would definitely be the best of friends. Rong Qian, you are really gentle, extremely gentle..."

  Qiao Yunxue felt that no matter how much more was said, it would still not be enough to praise Rong Yuqian.

  He gently stroked her face, and Rong Qian shook his head: "Silly girl..." Rong Qian had always given people a humble impression. Recently, he emerged from behind the scenes in Beijing, and basically no one thought he was humble anymore.

  When she sat at the entrance of the alley, Qiao Yunxue got off the car, took a deep breath, and turned around.

  "Goodbye, Zhen!"

  Rong Qian waved his hand in the car. His long eyes glanced at her as she bounced into the painting gallery, and his dark eyes deepened slightly as he gazed at her slender waist.

  Audi drives away and merges onto the highway.

  Qiao Yunxue finished a bowl of rice noodles, looked up, and only then discovered Luo Shaobai sitting in front of her.

  When did he come?

  "I'll get the bill," Luo Shaofan said, hastily getting up.

  As soon as she heard this, Qiao Yunxue didn't even finish eating her rice noodles and stood up: "Boss, the bill."

  "Yunxue, listen to me," Luo Shaofan's voice was stern. "I just want to know, Yunxue, are you not willing to face your true thoughts again? Are you afraid to face your love?"

  "No." Qiao Yunxue tilted her head, smiling lightly. "I don't think too much, so I haven't thought of these things yet. Luo Shaofan, we're just former lovers, not suitable for talking about love."

  "I understand, Yunxue. I'll let you return to me with honor." With a deep gaze at Qiao Yunxue, Luo Shaofan turned and left.

  Qiao Yunxue continued to pick up the bowl and finished eating the remaining rice noodles, then slowly walked towards the Oil Painting Street Creation Building. After accompanying Shu Yu to paint the draft for half a day, she casually painted Shu Yu's portrait as well, before coming down again.

  She should think carefully about how to bid farewell to Rong Qian tonight.

  Rong Qian would have given up if she knew she was infertile. And she will slowly accept the fact.

  Just then, the voice of Zhang's mother came from beside: "Demolition? How is it possible? Our Oil Painting Village has a history of over 100 years. The Municipal Party Committee said that our Oil Painting Village is a unique landscape in the city. It is an eternal cultural treasure. We must protect it well."

  "Yes, who is so vicious, spreading such things." Someone else cursed.

  Demolition and relocation?

  She looked around in surprise towards the direction of the snack shop, and then suddenly ran home.