flash love married

In the next second, his long legs had already stepped out of the car, and his black figure walked through the rain. He came to her side in two or three steps, and pulled her up from the mud with his slender hands.

Qianqian raised her head and was about to say thank you when her expression froze and her pupils gradually dilated.

It must be an illusion, how could it be him?I must have read it wrong, why is he here?
Is it because I miss him too much, so I have hallucinations?
It must not be him...

Yan Cheng picked her up, like holding a doll, and carried her into the store to put her down.The moment he hugged her, his heart ached. She was so light and thin, but she moved those flower pots back and forth.

Distressed, he was terribly distressed.

"Stay still." The tone was like an order, and he gave her an angry look.

So she obediently obeyed like a robot, and just stood there without moving.

Yan Cheng took off his suit jacket and put it on her body, rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, strode into the rain, and moved in the remaining flower pots one by one.

And she just watched him walking back and forth like this, watching his white shirt being wet little by little by raindrops, and then it was so transparent that he could see his skin color, the lines of his muscles, without any extra fat, he His figure is as good as a bodybuilder's.

So she lowered her head to look at her skinny self, and lowered her head with low self-esteem.He was right to choose Jian Xiaoxiao, compared to Jian Xiaoxiao's fiery figure, he was immediately weaker.

The dramatic thing is that when the last flower pot was moved in, the rain suddenly stopped, the cloudy sky was as bright as if it had been painted with white paint, and the father-in-law sun also showed his head.

"Yo, boyfriend?" The proprietress who sells wine next door poked her head and saw the shop, looked at Qianqian in a teasing tone, and then eyed the drenched Yancheng lewdly.

Qianqian suddenly came back to her senses, she threw the coat to Yan Cheng, her cheeks flushed and she raised her eyebrows at the proprietress, "No."

The proprietress nodded half-understanding, glanced at Yan Cheng a few more times, and returned to her shop knowingly.

The store was not that big, and with the flowerpots that had just been moved in, it was extremely crowded. There was almost no place to sit, only a corner enough to stand.

"you……"

"you……"

In an awkward atmosphere, the two spoke almost at the same time, and when they bumped into each other's words, they didn't know what to say for a while.

"That, thank you." Qianqian scratched her head a little helplessly, she never imagined what it would be like to meet again, but she had fantasized about it countless times, and it was definitely not so embarrassing.

Originally, she thought that Yan Cheng had already gone abroad, but the next day after the two broke up the divorce certificate, he might have taken Jian Xiaoxiao to go abroad.

"It's nothing." He still had a serious expression. At this moment, she was wet like a kitten.His already thin body looked even thinner because of the wet clothes clinging tightly to his skin.

The light blue T-shirt printed the lines of the underwear inside, and the exquisite arc made people think about it.

He frowned, took off his clothes and put them on her body.

"No need." Qianqian pushed his hand away from the clothes as if avoiding the plague god.

He frowned, "Don't wear it? Hehe, it looks like I'm thinking too much, so you really enjoy being an exhibitionist."

The short sentence directly satirized her, and it was only when Qianqian lowered her head that she suddenly realized that the wet clothes were already very transparent.

Instinctively, he stretched out his hand and pulled his clothes over to wrap his body directly, his face blushed even more.

"Are you going to let me stand like this?" Yan Cheng shrugged his shoulders and pulled the shirt that was close to his body.

Qianqian originally wanted to say, "Then sit down."But when he saw that the store was so messed up that he couldn't find a place to sit, those words stuck in his throat.

"Go to your house." Before she could speak, he said directly.

"Ah?" Qianqian stood there in a daze, looking at him blankly.

Yan Cheng pointed at his clothes, "At any rate, I helped you move a lot of flowerpots. Let's go to your house to dry the clothes at the head office, right? I don't like being an exhibitionist very much."

Qian Qian pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled awkwardly, her heart fluttered.

"Let's go." Before she could agree, Yan Cheng walked out of the shop.

So Qianqian passively closed the store door and followed his footsteps.

It was only when she walked downstairs to her house that she came back to her senses and stared blankly at him, "How do you know my house is here?"

"Guess." Yan Cheng said, walking up the stairs as if he had come to his own home.

The house Qianqian rents is on the fifth floor. There are no elevators in the houses in this community. I usually don’t think the distance between the first floor and the fifth floor is so far. Today, I walked slowly behind Yan Cheng. , but like running an 800-meter long-distance race, I was so tired that I was panting all the time.

"Can't you rent a house with an elevator?" Yan Cheng broke the silence when he arrived at the door of Qianqian's house.

Qianqian didn't speak, and when she was about to squat down under the blanket at the door to take out the keys, Yan Cheng squatted down first. He was so familiar with it as if he was visiting his own back garden, and he was very skilled in opening the door.

Qianqian stood there in astonishment, watching him take out the key, then opened the door and walked in.

"Come in, why are you standing there?" Yan Cheng walked into the house and said to Qianqian as if greeting a guest.

"You... my family... I..." Qianqian stuttered suddenly, not knowing what to say.

In the next second, Yan Cheng didn't care about 21, and directly dragged her into the house, and then closed the door.

ho-

She didn't stand still, and she threw herself directly into his arms, her face pressed against his chest, and the thin shirt couldn't hold any warmth, it felt as if it was pressed against his chest.

"Would you like to hug me for a while?" His playful voice sounded in her ear.

And she immediately rebounded and pulled away from his embrace, her heart beating faster, and she hurriedly walked towards the room.Close the door tightly, leaning against the door and breathing hard.

Just a few minutes seemed as long as several hours. She took a deep breath desperately, tried hard to restore the abnormal heartbeat to normal, and tried hard to adjust her expression in front of the mirror.

After changing the wet clothes, he walked out of the room.

"Hmm." She saw something she shouldn't have seen, and turned her head abruptly.

Yan Cheng took off his shirt, and was standing next to the window to dry his clothes vigorously. He had copper-colored skin, and the line of Wei'an's back was obvious. With a little force, the muscles of the back became abnormally obvious.

Yan Cheng heard her small voice, so he turned his head, she was very feminine in home clothes, but turned her back to him like a frightened kitten.

"You don't have the clothes I'm wearing, do you? Do you have a dryer?" Yan Cheng asked.

"No, only a hair dryer." Qianqian turned around slowly, avoiding her gaze intentionally or unintentionally, and didn't want him to feel that she was afraid to look at him.

Qianqian reached out to him, "Give me the clothes, and I'll blow them for you."

So, Qianqian was blowing clothes in the bathroom, while Yan Cheng seriously wandered around her home.

A woman who is so simple that it cannot be simpler, her life, everything about her is so simple.Just like a blank sheet of paper, this woman who was like a sheet of blank sheet seemed to have splashed ink in his heart, blending into his blood and lingering on it.

"Qianqian." His thin lips parted slightly, and he read her name lightly. His slender fingers touched her handwriting lightly. The delicate handwriting was just like hers, and every stroke was deeply rooted in people's hearts. .

As he walked towards her room, the fresh light blue curtains fluttered slightly with the wind, and there was a faint scent of gardenias in the air. The two pots of gardenias on the window sill were blooming brightly. Seeing the white petals on the light blue curtains is extra comforting.

Feeling comfortable like never before, he involuntarily walked towards her small wooden bed, but when he was used to sleeping on the big bed, he felt very sleepy when he sat on her hard wooden bed.

As if taking sleeping pills, there was an even breathing sound between the noses, and he fell asleep after lying down for a few seconds.The stability he has never had before, is like lying in the cradle when he was a child, listening to his mother singing a lullaby, and all the troubles suddenly left him.

In order to dry his shirt faster, Qianqian sweated herself out of the heat, and after half an hour, she finally dried his shirt.

With flushed cheeks, he walked out of the bathroom dripping with sweat, holding his clothes in his hands.Went to the living room but did not see Yan Cheng, the door was open.

"You came into my room without my permission." Qianqian muttered, and when she was about to walk towards the room, there was a knock on the door.

dong dong dong-

dong dong dong-

There was some hasty knocking on the door.

"Here we come." Qianqian hurriedly opened the door with her shirt in her hand, and looked through the cat's eyes, it was Yang Xiao.

"Why are you here?" Qianqian opened the door, looked at the time and now Yang Xiao should be at work.

Yang Xiao stood at the door panting, holding the door frame with one hand, "I saw it was raining, so I rushed to your store to collect things for you, but I saw that your store was closed. The proprietress who sells wine next door said you and A man is gone, and he doesn't answer your phone, I'm worried about you..."

"Oh, I'm fine, it's..." When Qian Qian was about to explain, Yan Cheng came out of the room half naked.

"Qianqian, where are my clothes?" Yan Cheng was still in a dazed sleep, if it wasn't for the sudden knock on the door, he might have continued to sleep.

Yang Xiao's pupils dilated immediately, and his eyes fixed on Yan Cheng's half-naked body, and then looked back at Qian Qian, her cheeks were flushed, and some thin beads of sweat were still oozing from her hairline.

"You...you..." Yang Xiao suddenly lost his temper, and strode towards the room with fists raised angrily.

Yang Xiao grabbed Yan Cheng's collar and landed a fist on his face.

ho-

Yan Cheng, who hadn't woken up, had no time to react. He was beaten to the ground, the corner of his mouth was broken, and a trace of blood gushed out.