A Long Way to Marriage: Sweet New Wife Loves Not Enough

Lin Qinghuan wanted to laugh when Qin Yao said that.

It's nothing more than to say how special she is with Rong Che, just say no, she's not a hothouse girl who can withstand torture.

Turning his head and glanced out of the window, he smiled and said to Qin Yao after a long time, "Don't parents also call you that? Isn't it someone's patent?" How can she say that she is Rong Che's wife now? some.

The smile on Qin Yao's face froze, and after a moment, she laughed, quite inexplicably.Lin Qinghuan frowned slightly, looking at Qin Yao with a little scrutiny.

After a while, Qin Yao put on her usual light smile, and said with some regret: "I thought Ms. Lin was a self-aware person."

Lin Qinghuan smiled, crossed her legs casually, just looked at her, and didn't speak.

Qin Yao looked at him, and after a while she laughed, and then reminded her lightly, "You can't call that parent."

"Oh?" Lin Qinghuan stared at Qin Yao curiously for a while, and finally, she narrowed her eyes and asked with a smile, "Then...you can call me Miss Qin?"

Now that things had happened, she had nothing to be afraid of. The two of them had a heated argument when they met for the first time. Lin Qinghuan never thought of getting on good terms with her, and she was already broken.

Qin Yao didn't expect Lin Qinghuan to be so frank, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, she lightly smiled and straightened the hair that fell on her cheeks, and hesitated to speak.But in the end, she didn't answer Lin Qinghuan's words, but directly diverted: "Archer looks extremely cold, and feels like it's difficult to get close to, but in fact, he is very fragile in his heart."

Lin Qinghuan smiled as always: "You really understand clearly." It's just that there was a little bit of purpose in the smile that even she didn't know.

She always felt that Qin Yao had no taste in her body.

That said, not sarcasm.

No matter in terms of appearance or behavior, Qin Yao always gives the impression of being so otherworldly, like a little fairy, a fairy, she is full of fairy spirit, where does she come from?
Praise her, and sincerely.

Qin Yao smiled, feeling as if she was a little embarrassed: "No way, the two of us grew up together, it's hard not to understand."

She was understating as always, but no matter how Lin Qinghuan heard it, every word seemed to be showing off.

Lin Qinghuan straightened her body slightly, crossed her legs, and then said with a very interested expression, "So, Miss Qin, this is..."

"Don't get me wrong, I'm afraid that it will be too difficult for you to get along with Archer, so I want to give you some advice."

"Including the last time when he was in the parking lot of the clubhouse, he told me with a considerate face that he had a stomach problem?" Lin Qinghuan has never been a patient person. She has a sense of humor, but it doesn't mean she will pretend to be stupid.

Speaking of which, playing dumb is indeed her worst skill.

The smile on Qin Yao's face froze. Although the smile was still on the face, it was obviously much uglier than before.

"Of course I have to be considerate of Archer, after all I..."

"Miss Qin, let me ask you, in what capacity are you caring for him?" Before Qin Yao could finish speaking, Lin Qinghuan interrupted directly.

The hostility in Lin Qinghuan's tone became more and more obvious. Qin Yao put down her crossed legs, and her momentum was obviously weaker. Even her calm explanation just now was somewhat soft: "Miss Lin, why don't you let me After finishing talking, I said, you misunderstood."

"What is there for me to misunderstand? You showed up at the same clubhouse with him at night, and you were so pitiful and caring. Although you repeatedly stated that it had nothing to do with him, I misunderstood."

As she spoke, Lin Qinghuan raised her brows slightly, with a bit of contempt in her words: "But, my IQ does not allow me to deceive myself like this, so what should I do, Miss Qin?"

Qin Yao was reluctant to maintain a smile. In the end, the only smile left on her face disappeared, and she looked completely pitiful, just like the first time she saw Qin Yao in the parking lot of the clubhouse.

Weak, want to cry, need protection.

Lin Qinghuan wanted to laugh, but in the end, she lost patience even with cynicism. She was the one who had the upper hand, but somehow she felt defeated.

People are like this, the more they have nothing, the more they want to pretend that they own the whole world.

Lin Qinghuan got up, and smiled casually: "It's a pity, I'm not a man." As for why Qin Yao suddenly changed like this, Lin Qinghuan didn't want to know at all!

After speaking, she turned and left directly.

This is really a place where she has nowhere to hide.

However, as soon as he turned around, the majestic face of the old man of the Rong family appeared in front of Lin Qinghuan.

She was wrong.

Lin Qinghuan suddenly realized that it doesn't matter if she is a man or not, as long as there are men around here, she must be completely wrong.

A secular mortal who smells like gunpowder, and a little fairy who doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, can she compare?
Yes, these words are very sour.

But she is not so pitiful that she is not even qualified to be sour, is she?
The old man of the Rong family was standing at the door. He didn't know how long he had been standing. Lin Qinghuan didn't know what he had heard. She smiled and said politely: "Grandpa."

"Miss Lin, you're being polite." Mr. Rong couldn't see any different expression on his face, he just said such a sentence in a neutral manner.

Lin Qinghuan's eyes were slightly closed, and to be honest, she was a little devastated.

Seeing that Lin Qinghuan was silent, the old man of the Rong family was still polite: "Does Miss Lin have anything else to do?"

Lin Qinghuan twitched the corners of her mouth and leaned over slightly: "Excuse me." After speaking, she left directly.

The Rong family seems to be quite elegant, calm and calm, as if they would never cause trouble to anyone, but every word they utter is heart-piercing and uncomfortable.

Can't bear it.

Still can't bear it.

She can accept a marriage that doesn't live up to the name. Anyway, she is not a kind person. Everyone gets what they need, as long as she doesn't suffer.

However, if it is destined to be a movie of three people, why should she be the one without a name?
Rong Che had been waiting for Lin Qinghuan in the guild hall. An hour later, he didn't see Lin Qinghuan. He searched inside and out but couldn't find anyone. Finally, someone from the company called and told him that she was in the company.

He didn't know why Lin Qinghuan left without saying goodbye, thinking that it must be because of Qin Yao that he couldn't escape.

Rong Che drove to the group and went directly to his office, where Lin Qinghuan sat in his seat.

Walking to the desk, he propped the table with his hands. He used to sit in Lin Qinghuan's position and watch others, but now that he was upside down, he always felt that it had a different flavor.

Lin Qinghuan stood up from his seat and climbed directly onto his desk.

Rong Che stretched out his hand to help her, and hugged her in his arms. The hair was wrapped around his fingers in front of him. It was this incomparably real touch that made him feel relieved.

However, he was still very unhappy.

The slender fingers landed on her lips, and the smile in her eyes was slightly angry: "The game disappeared for no reason, it seems that you have thought about the consequences."

After speaking, warm lips covered Lin Qinghuan's lips, and the tossing and turning kiss was extremely gentle and lingering.

However, Lin Qinghuan didn't stay in his arms for too long, she stood up while supporting his shoulders, and looked at him with an unprecedentedly serious expression: "I didn't disappear for no reason, I really wanted to disappear."

As she said that, Lin Qinghuan reached out her hand to stop his neck, looked at the desire in his eyes that was gradually rising because of that kiss, and said with a light smile: "It's right to fulfill your poignant love."

Rong Che frowned, stretched out his hand to brush away the messy hair that covered her cheeks, and put his hand on her shoulder casually. There was no threat on her face, but there was a little coldness in her careless voice: "Besides once."

"Fulfill you, poignant love."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Qinghuan said word by word.

Rong Che patted her lightly with his hand on her shoulder. After a long time, the corners of his mouth moved slightly. When he looked up at Lin Qinghuan again, he breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled lightly and said, "Is it because you are used to You, are you more used to lawlessness?"

Lin Qinghuan turned her head slightly, and smiled lightly as always: "Really? Then it's really strange that you indulged me, I didn't feel it at all."

"Don't worry, there will be plenty of time in the future, you can feel it well." Rong Che let go of his hand holding her shoulder, and when his eyes fell on her, there was a hint of disbelief in his contemptuous smile.

Not to Lin Qinghuan, but to himself.

And Lin Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, fearless as always: "But what should I do, I don't want to feel it anymore?"

"Did you forget that you didn't choose?" Rong Che still refused very simply, without getting angry. After finishing speaking, he reached out and pinched her cheek, and smiled: "If you are drunk, go home and sober up. If you want to be drunk, don't drink." In the company, with so many people watching, how bad is the influence?"

He thought he was familiar with this kind of godlike composure, but he felt more fortunate in his heart, fortunately she was only drunk, and he could treat all these as drunken words without any influence.

However, Lin Qinghuan glanced at the figure flashing past in a panic outside the transparent glass window, and stopped Rong Che's neck again: "Wouldn't it be worse if I kissed my 'cousin' in the company?"

Rong Che looked in the direction of Lin Qinghuan's gaze, and understood the meaning of Lin Qinghuan's words. He stretched out his hand to support her waist, looked at his office with an ambiguous smile, and then returned his gaze to Lin Qinghuan, with a leisurely tone : "That's right, speaking of it, we seem to have never been here..."

Hearing his words, Lin Qinghuan seemed to wake up from the wine, not daring to stop his neck with his arms.

Rong Che knew that she wanted to hide, but the more she hid, the more she wanted to stop.

As she retreated, he kept approaching.

The remote control of the office curtains was at hand, Rong Che pressed the button and closed all the office curtains.The sun outside is just right, and the curtains are not completely blackout, but only block the sight outside and the glare of the sun.

Rong Che pressed her under him, the desire buried deep in his body spread unscrupulously,