Flash Marriage into Love: Husband, Don’t Be Cool

Can you believe his words?

The previous Su Zitian had come to this point because he believed in him again and again. Does he really have trust?
"Believe me, is it really that difficult?" Qu Jingli felt indescribably sad.

I still remember when I first met her, every time I saw her crying and sad, I always wanted to hold her in my arms, give her a warm embrace, and let her know that I was not alone.

But now what?

He married her as his wife and put so much invisible pressure on her. Where is the warm embrace?Where is the happiness for her?

Mr. Qu Da asked himself this time, did he really do something wrong?

"Yeah." Su Zitian nodded truthfully, "It's hard. There are many unstable factors in the relationship, just like my previous love that can't be called a relationship. In three years, I thought that I would be with you. He walked into the palace of marriage hand in hand, but what about now? Each of us is accompanied by someone, is love really important?"

It's not that she didn't think about trusting him before, it's not that she didn't think about it, but what was the final result?
forget it.

If this time, the relationship with him can't turn white, then the long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain.

"Can't you feel my heart for you?" Qu Jingli still asked without giving up.

He took her to formally meet with his circle today, isn't his meaning obvious enough?What kind of situation does she want him to do?

He is also a man.

He is also a man with status and self-respect. Could it be that she really wants to force him to let go of everything?
Isn't everything he did for her enough?
He knew that when she married him, she suffered a lot of grievances. He knew that his so-called family gave her a lot of grievances. First, she was injured, and then she was surrounded by a large family. Infertility is such a serious problem for a woman.

Especially when she was told so ruthlessly in front of all her family members.

Now that she can stand in front of him, talk and chat with him in a pleasant manner, it already shows that he has a big belly.

Just like that, in Qu Jingli's heart, heaven and man were at war.

In the end, what should he do to her?

After a while, Qu Jingli sighed softly, "Go back, it's getting colder." While speaking, he took off his coat and put it on her.

Su Zitian lowered his head, lowered his eyes, and stared at his toes.

"Qu Jingli, do you still remember our original intention when we were together?"

Qu Jingli was stunned, nodded, "I remember."

The hand in his trouser pocket was clenched suddenly, and at this moment, he felt an ominous feeling in his heart.

"Since you remember it, that's even better." Su Zitian raised her eyes and looked at him directly, "Since your memory is so good, then, I think, you must still remember the fourth chapter of our contract at the beginning, right? There will be no emotional disputes between them, marriage is not the original intention of each other, you have your burden, I have my embarrassment, let's go on according to the original intention at the beginning."

When it came to the end, Su Zitian felt so sad that he wanted to cry, but he still had a light smile on his face, "The biggest gain I have gained from coming here this time is that there are really many beauties here. When you listen to their tone, you know that there must be a lot of women who usually confess to you, is it a dozen? Do you have any special feelings and favorites? Don't be polite, and don't hide it. When you open your mouth, I will take the initiative to divorce you, and I will never disturb you."

Qu Jingli gritted his teeth, the veins on the back of his hands popped out, he tried his best to hold back himself, "Is this your original intention? Is this what you mean?"

He thought that in her heart, he still had some place, right?
But now what?

Could it be that the relationship during this time is all fake?
Su Zitian smiled and nodded, "Of course."

In the end, she still said something against her will.

As the old saying goes, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, and it is a quick knife fight.

As the old saying goes, if you stop and stop, you will suffer from it.

As the old saying goes...

"Okay, since you've already said that, I'm really glad that I married a considerate and understanding wife." Qu Jingli wished he could strangle the little woman in front of him to death.

How many wrong things did I do in my previous life? Let God send such a person to torture him, so that he can't say, scold, beat, or bear.

Hey.

He sighed leisurely from the bottom of his heart.

Qu Jingli smiled, returning to the old ruffian smile, "Since you have already talked about this, then, tonight, can I ask to enjoy the obligations of husband and wife?"

For the last two words, he used a particularly gnashing voice.

Su Zitian paused first, and his face became stiff and ugly. It turned out that in his heart, the so-called things they loved to do before were just obligations.

Huh, obligation?
Now she can't wait to throw all the money in his face with a wad of banknotes, and tell him that she bought him for those obligations when they were together before.

If you don't have money, you can't be willful.

Qu Jingli continued to sneer, "Why? Don't want to? You don't even think about it, how many times we have done it before, you are not tweaking it now, are you?"

No one knew how sad he was when he said these words.

Perhaps, it was unexpected when he was with her at the beginning, but many things after that were often beyond his expectation.

He never thought that one day, he would really fall in love with a woman.

Still a woman with thorns all over her body.

Love is really a painful relationship.

"Okay, now? Right here?" Su Zitian endured the pain in his heart, pretending to be smiling.

Pretend?
Tweak?

Why doesn't he die?

"It turns out that you like such exciting things." Qu Jingli moved closer to her, and when the distance between their noses was only 0.01, they stopped.

He stretched out his hand, wrapped around her slender waist, and hugged her tightly in his arms. Their cheeks touched each other, and he whispered in her ear, "So, you I like wild ones."

Just when Su Zitian's heart was pounding, Qu Jingli kissed her heavily on the side of her white neck, and when she left, the mark on her neck was clearly visible.

Anyone with a discerning eye will know what this means when they see it.

Su Zitian didn't fight when she was angry, she had already swallowed her anger with him here, and had a pleasant face, but he, a man, didn't know what to do or what to say to her severely.

In desperation, she stretched out her hands, fists, and feet to him.

After ten moves, Su Zitian had gradually shown a plundering style, but she still refused to admit defeat and made a move with him, received the move, and grabbed him.

Qu Jingli hugged Su Zitian tightly in his arms, unable to move.

"What? You still want to resist, obediently let the master practice."

The man's ruffian nature, his natural unyielding personality, and his natural wild aura were gradually revealed.

He directly lifted her onto his shoulders, and strode back to his place of residence.

What neither of them saw was that in a small corner not far from the playground, a lonely and depressed figure stood there, never leaving.

Yang Aoqing never thought that the female student who just came here for a few days would actually have something to do with Qu Jingli.

No, it's impossible.

No.

The hands hanging by the sides were tightly clenched together, wishing to crush all the teeth in his mouth, how could it be possible?How could this be.

She has known Qu Jingli since she was a child. It can also be said that the two of them grew up wearing crotch pants together, and played together with their buttocks naked when they were young.

Gradually, after growing up, she understood the difference between men and women, and after understanding the love between men and women, she gradually put away her playful nature, and worked hard to make herself a lady, a lady of everyone, so that she can match Get him.

She studied hard, tried hard to adapt to life in the military region, and tried hard to grow herself into a woman who could stand side by side with him and fight together.

But now what?

All the fantasies in her heart were defeated by that woman named Su Zitian.

How could that woman stand beside Qu Jingli and fight the world with him?

No, absolutely not.

Qu Jingli can only be hers, no woman can take it away, not Su Zitian, let alone other women.

Yang Aoqing's gaze gradually became fierce, and when she turned around, a scheme had already been formed in her heart.

Qu Jingli directly resisted Su Zitian and returned to his residence, threw her on the bed in a parabola, stared straight at her, and quickly unbuttoned his military uniform with his fingers.

Su Zitian swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and stared at him pretending not to be afraid, "Hey, Mr. Qu Da, are you playing hooligans with me? Or did you drink too much with them tonight? Are you crazy about drinking? Find someone else if you want to be crazy about drinking. I don't have that spare time to play with you here, I'm tired, I'm going back to rest."

While talking, she got up from the bed and looked for the shoes that he had just thrown on her.

If you want to go back, you can't go back barefoot, right?
"Playing rascal? Going drunk?" Qu Jingli snorted coldly. He had already stripped off his upper body clothes, and placed his hand directly on his golden belt. With a ding, an extremely ambiguous voice spread between the two of them.

He stood straight in front of her, staring at her, "Su Zitian, you said I was playing a rogue, that I was insane with alcohol, if I don't do something tonight, I'm really sorry for what you said In a word, really."

He hugged her and rolled directly onto the bed.

The moon outside the window blushed shyly, closed its eyes, and hid.

This night, Qu Jingli was particularly..., doing it again and again, until Su Zitian finally passed out, and he didn't stop.

What Su Zitian didn't see was the pity and love in Qu Jingli's eyes for her just after she passed out.