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

Rong Che lay on his side beside her, his handsome brows slightly frowned.

The bony fingers carelessly wrapped around her soft hair, and after a moment of pondering, she slowly said: "You don't seem to be surprised why you are with me at all."

Lin Qinghuan flattened the corners of her mouth, and said as a matter of course: "What's so strange about this?"

"Huh?" Rong Che reached out to hold her in his arms, and his gentle voice sounded above her head.

Lin Qinghuan smiled casually, and said lightly, "It's for the money." She leaned into Rong Che's arms, chuckled and said, "People who live in a stable life and have no worries about food and clothing will never understand how poor people live. Why do children have to learn how to survive so early."

It's not that I don't ask, but...

Upon hearing this, Lin Qinghuan was able to understand what Rong Che's words meant.

Fifteen or sixteen-year-old children will not be used even if they go out to work part-time. After all, they are still underage and belong to child labor. As for the 20-year-old person that Rong Che said, he found him...

This... is hard to say.

About her adoptive parents, Lin Qinghuan doesn't know much now. It seems that because of her studies, they have no money for her to study, so they forced her to drop out of school and go to work. She disagreed, and her adoptive parents severed ties with her , Later, the tuition fees for college were also saved by her alone.

As for high school...

That’s what happened during that time. Lin Qinghuan has no impression. The only impression is that her adoptive parents are poor and treat her badly, and they are unwilling to pay her tuition fees. So... She should have started to think of ways to earn by herself at that time. money?

Leaning in Rong Che's arms, she intermittently thought about the past.

Rong Che patted her head lightly with his broad palm, and his gentle voice was full of distress: "What a poor girl..."

Lin Qinghuan: "..." She raised her head and glanced at him, her eyebrows were wrinkled, and there was a bit of complaint in her voice: "Why do I always feel that you are gloating?"

"You feel wrong." Rong Che denied without any hesitation.

Lin Qinghuan still had an expression of disbelief.

However, it was rare that Rong Che was willing to take the initiative to talk about the past with her, and Lin Qinghuan didn't want to miss this opportunity, with a smile in her eyes, she pondered for a moment and said, "At that time...was I a servant for you?"

Rong Che thought for a while before saying, "It's sort of."

"What do you mean?" Lin Qinghuan: "Yes, yes, no, no?"

Rong Che still answered seriously: "At that time... I was a little inconvenient, so I found someone to take care of my daily life."

Lin Qinghuan pondered for a while and said: "Movement is inconvenient..." Thinking, looked at Rong Che, frowned and asked: "Is...are you recovering?"

She suddenly remembered that when Rong Che decided to return to serve in the military region, she woke up from a nightmare at night, and after he was whipped by Rong Donglin, looking at the shocking scars on her back, she always had a feeling of deja vu.

In the past, Rong Che always denied it, but now, he is nodding: "Yeah, I just joined the special forces not long ago, and I didn't have much actual combat experience. I was injured during a mission and spent more than half a year..."

His tone was calm, as if he was saying another thing that had nothing to do with him.

"Who knew I ran into you?" Rong Che said with a chuckle in his tone, but his voice was full of self-deprecation: "So, I finally recovered from my injuries, and I was completely heartbroken by you."

Rong Che looked at her sideways, with a light and casual smile on the corner of his mouth, his warm palms silently covering her cheeks, and his calloused fingertips gently rubbing against the delicate skin on her cheeks, laughing at himself: "Actually, if you were older at that time...at least you would have grown up..."

Lin Qinghuan's temples were throbbing non-stop, and she gave him a sideways glance: "What do you want?"

"Think..." His soft voice escaped from between his lips.

Soon, the lips pressed against the corners of her lips, kissing delicately and tenderly, and then let go after a while, the forehead was pressed against hers, and the voice was hoarse and delicate: "If that's the case, you might... have been My person is gone, Siyuan may be born earlier..."

Lin Qinghuan was speechless, pushed him away, and said with contempt: "You really are a pervert!"

"But I know you're only perverted to you."

Lin Qinghuan turned her back to him, but he held her tightly in his arms, kissed her earlobe tenderly and carefully, his palms seemed to be warm against her waist, caressing her delicate skin carelessly .

His chin was buried in the hollow of his neck. After a while, his voice was hoarse and delicate: "Huanhuan, don't think about the past, okay?"

Lin Qinghuan remained silent and did not speak.

After a while, she turned around to face Rong Che, hugged him, and carefully placed it on his heart, with a soft and gentle voice: "Okay."

Rong Che lowered his head and kissed her forehead, his tone soft and doting: "You are so good!"

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

However, after being silent for a while, he said again: "Then tell me first, why you are so nice and I still want to leave you?"

Rong Che lowered his head to see her eyes with a slight smile, poked into her nightgown, paused for a moment when he gently touched the hand on her beautiful back, pondered for a moment and said: "Maybe you didn't I don’t want to feel good about me now, the reason may be that the me before was really not as good as you see now.”

"So all these years, have you changed for me?" Lin Qinghuan looked at him with burning eyes, her clear eyes always easily fascinated him.

However, hearing what he said, Lin Qinghuan couldn't help laughing out loud: "Then how bad were you before? Can such a pretty face not save you?"

As she spoke, Lin Qinghuan's soft hands directly covered his cheeks, and she looked carefully, her warm fingertips traced the outline of his eyebrows. After a while, she frowned and shook her head: "Impossible..."

Rong Che frowned slightly: "What's impossible?"

Lin Qinghuan's tone was somewhat taken for granted: "Actually, when we first got married, your temper and personality were already very bad. You can't be worse than that time, right?"

The tip of Rong Che's tongue hooked the corners of his lips, pondered for a moment, and was not very sure: "Is there?"

"Will it be?" Lin Qinghuan looked at Rong Che with a bit of disbelief in his eyes.

Rong Che was silent for a while, then nodded: "Yes."

Lin Qinghuan flattened the corners of her mouth, and then lay in Rong Che's arms, lying flat, looking at the ceiling of the bedroom by the moonlight, carefully weighing it for a while before saying: "I don't think so."

In the night, Rong Che's voice was deep, and he said cleanly: "That's right, don't think about it, go to sleep."

Lin Qinghuan obviously wouldn't be so obedient: "I feel that there should be nothing more unreasonable than such a tough posture on the wedding day..."

Rong Che lazily explained: "I've said it all, you were still young at that time."

"Huh?" Lin Qinghuan responded casually, and then turned to face him, with a bit of incomprehension in her voice: "So what have you experienced all these years? You were able to accommodate me with a good temper at that time, but suddenly you Turned into an invincible tyrant?"

There was a bit of gloating in Lin Qinghuan's gentle voice.

Rong Che put the back of his hand on his forehead silently, and his warm breathing was helpless and weak.

Lin Qinghuan is a cunning little fox...

Really difficult to deal with!

Qi Ran has already been released from prison, and he will find him sooner or later. At that time, whether Lin Qinghuan's memory will recover or not will not have much impact, but the former Lin Qinghuan hated him deeply, and Rong Che was really afraid.

So he thought about telling her little by little, what can be said and what can't be said for the time being, when to say it, at least, he still has the initiative, but... Lin Qinghuan is more incoherent than he imagined, and it doesn't make sense at all Yes, she could follow the clues to catch the loopholes in his speech, and drove him to the point where he couldn't justify one after another.

In the dark night, Rong Che licked the corner of his lips, his sexy Adam's apple rolled, and after a while, he turned sideways and held her firmly in his arms.

His hot lips pressed tightly against the corners of her lips, kissing her deeply.

Lin Qinghuan was a little at a loss by his sudden kiss, and was forced to bear it, her arms resting between their chests, trying to stop his further movements as much as possible.

"Huanhuan..." Rong Che whispered her name in her ear.

With great difficulty, Lin Qinghuan took a breath, and through the cold moonlight shining on him through the screen window, she tried her best to restrain the heaving of her chest, looked up at him, and said word by word: "Are you trying to divert my attention? "

Rong Che chuckled, and neatly untied the nightgown that was wrapped around her body, took it off and threw it on the bed, and then his own, until there was no obstacle between the two of them, he said slowly: " Do I think so much about you in your heart?"

He clasped her hands tightly on both sides of his body, leaned over to look at her, his sexy Adam's apple rolled with hunger, and his voice was hoarse and charming: "Silly girl, I just... want you!"

Rong Che leaned over and wanted to kiss her, but was stopped by Lin Qinghuan: "Are you sure?"

"Sure!"

He lowered his head and kissed her lips, tossing and turning kissing, lingering and passionate.

Lin Qinghuan didn't stop him, she responded slowly, the light and soft kiss was undoubtedly the most direct and warmest temptation for Rong Che.

Lin Qinghuan bit her lips tightly, buried her head sideways in the pillow, tried her best to restrain her voice from overflowing, and looked at him with drunken eyes, with a broken and charming voice: "Then let's talk about the past few years tomorrow, Your tragic experience..."

Rong Che couldn't help but pause, and after a while, what he gave Lin Qinghuan was unrestrained possession...

The next morning, Lin Qinghuan woke up in his arms, turned sideways, and leaned into his arms involuntarily.

Rong Che propped his elbows on the bed, looking down at the person in his arms.

Lin Qinghuan leaned into his arms, her eyebrows were closed, her eyelids trembled slightly, and the center of her brows twitched slightly, her tone was lazy and casual: "Rong Che..."

"kindness?"

"Let's talk about what we didn't finish last night..."