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

Lin Qinghuan had doubts for a long time, but she didn't know many things clearly, and often remembered clearly, but because she only saw a part of it and couldn't make a comprehensive judgment, it led to misunderstandings, let alone her now .

Therefore, those thoughts and doubts in the past are just thoughts.

But when these words came out of Song Chi's mouth, everything changed.

At least in this matter, Song Chi has no reason to lie.

Lin Qinghuan hesitated, but just as he was about to say something, Song Chi's cell phone rang.

It's a text message prompt tone, short and clear.

Song Chi took out his mobile phone and looked at it. His slightly frowned eyebrows were a little hesitant. After a while, he put away his mobile phone and said while packing his things: "But there is no hurry at this moment. You should think about it yourself first. After all, now , it's still early..."

He was obviously hesitant when he said this.

Lin Qinghuan was silent for a long time.

I woke up from a dream just now, my whole body was covered in sweat, and now I was sticking to my body wetly, feeling a little cold.

She stretched out her hand to touch the back of her neck, took a long breath and said, "Let's talk about it later."

"En." Song Chi put away the pen and notebook in his hand, looked up at Lin Qinghuan, opened his mouth, and stopped talking for a while before saying: "Did you sweat all over just now? Go take a soak." Take a bath, don't catch a cold."

Lin Qinghuan nodded in bewilderment, leaned over and took the phone to check the time.

Before he could say anything in a hurry, Song Chi said directly: "I'll go back first."

"Eh..." Lin Qinghuan pondered for a moment, but finally compromised: "I'll take you out."

"no need."

Lin Qinghuan frowned slightly: "It's cooling down today, it's cold outside, you should stay indoors."

With that said, he turned and left.

Lin Qinghuan and Song Chi still had some estrangement in their hearts.

Even knowing that this is her half-brother, but...

After thinking about it carefully, it seems that it is because of this layer of relationship that it always feels weird, right?
Their husband and wife's first wife died of dystocia when Song Chi was born. Later, they met He Min. The two of them must have been in love. Otherwise, with He Min's character, how could they be together Pregnant while not married?

later……

Lin Qinghuan couldn't easily figure out what happened later, but the ending was obvious.

The two of them are not together, and He Min has always treated her like a thorn in her flesh.

So, it was a vigorous love, and then hated to the bone.

Just broke out in a sweat, the weather was getting colder, so Lin Qinghuan felt chilly easily.

It's late autumn and winter is coming.

She has always been the most afraid of the cold.

*
Song Chi left the study and went straight out. When he walked to the parking place, he was not surprised to see Rong Che leaning on his car, and his eyes were inexplicably more hostile when he looked at him.

In fact, Rong Che has always treated him like this, and Song Chi is no stranger to it.

Opening the car door, he threw the pen and notebook on the passenger seat, his brows and eyes slightly narrowed, and his tone was casual: "Mr. Rong, what else is there to worry about?"

As he said that, he raised his eyes to look around, and then sneered casually: "I found out when I came here, the whole villa is surrounded by your eyeliner, right? But if there is any trouble, it will be conveyed to your ears immediately, right?" ?”

Rong Che didn't deny it, but just mentioned lightly: "No matter what I do, it has nothing to do with you. If you want her to know the truth, just do what you want. You have no right to ask about other things."

"Yes!" Song Chi chuckled as always, with the corners of his mouth curled into a smile, and for a long time, he sneered contemptuously: "What can I do under your nose?"

"So as soon as you remind me, I will shut up immediately!"

However, when he looked at Rong Che again, the smile in Song Chi's eyes was inexplicably more mocking: "I just want to remind you, I don't need to say much about what kind of person Lin Qinghuan is. You know what you did..."

"So..." His tone was light and casual, with a gentle and calm smile on the corner of his mouth, but to Rong Che, those were all ironic.

"I hope you can watch her as much as you do now in the future." He said casually, with a leisurely tone, as simple as talking about today's weather.

After Song Chi finished speaking, he walked directly to the cab, opened the door to get in the car, started the car and left.

*
When Rong Che went to the bedroom, Lin Qinghuan was taking a bath in the bathroom.

Because he was too exhausted, he accidentally leaned against the edge of the bathtub and fell into a drowsy sleep.

The sound of Rong Che pushing the door and coming in startled her, and she woke up suddenly, her face splashed with water.

Lin Qinghuan wiped off the bath water from his face with his hand, and looked up at the figure standing outside the bathroom. He could vaguely see that it was Rong Che, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're back?"

Rong Che was silent for a while, then reached out to push the sliding door of the bathroom open, and walked in while responding to her: "I don't have much to do today, I'll be back when I'm done."

After finishing speaking, others were already standing in front of Lin Qinghuan.

Her sexy thin lips were slightly pursed, and she looked down at her, without speaking for a long time.

Lin Qinghuan: "What... what's wrong?"

"It's nothing."

As he said that, Rong Che leaned over, stretched his hand into the bathtub, tried the water temperature, and wrinkled his brows involuntarily: "The water is a bit cold." After speaking, he stretched out his hand to fish Lin Qinghuan out of the bathtub .

Not caring that her body was wet with water, she pulled a bath towel from the cabinet next to her to cover her body and carried her out.

Walking to the bed, turning on the air conditioner, and then turning the temperature up a bit before placing her on the soft couch beside her.

Quickly wiped off the water stains on her body with a bath towel, then pulled off the quilt to wrap her tightly, then turned around and went to the bathroom to get another dry towel out.

While wiping her hair, he said, "Did you fall asleep in the bath again?"

Lin Qinghuan wrapped the quilt tighter around her body, sniffled, and decided to throw the blame on Song Chi: "I think Song Chi must have put sleeping pills in the water he gave me, otherwise it would be impossible for me to drink the water he gave me. Water makes me want to sleep..."

Rong Che chuckled, his expression was very resembling: I will just quietly listen to your nonsense.

Lin Qinghuan bit her lip and looked at Rong Che in silence.

While wiping her hair, Rong Che lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

When looking at Rong Che, there was still some dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Lin Qing smiled and rolled his eyes at him: "Who allowed you to kiss me!"

"It's so cute, I can't hold back."

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

Rong Che wiped off all the water stains on her hair, but it was still wet to the touch, threw the towel on the cabinet next to her, and got up to get the hair dryer.

The warm wind blows on her body, and the hair with some water stains occasionally floats to her face. The warmth is always inadvertently mixed with a touch of coolness.

Lin Qinghuan closed her eyes, and slowly, finally, hugged Rong Che's waist tightly, pressing her face against her abdomen.

"Get up..." There was a little helplessness in Rong Che's voice: "I can't blow it."

"That's all."

"No." Naturally, it was impossible for Rong Che to agree: "If you catch a cold, you should have a headache again."

"How could it be so easy to catch a cold?" Lin Qinghuan always acted like a child when she was arguing with him.

Arrogant and willful.

However, Rong Che seemed used to her like this.

So, no matter how troubled she is or how willful she is, he always wants to pamper her and pamper her.

It would be nice if it could stay like this.

However, he just thought so, and Song Chi's plain, sarcastic words were like a knife stuck in his heart.

That's why he hoped that she would never think of those things, forever...

Even though it was not easy to dry her hair, Rong Che let her dry it bit by bit.

There was no time to tidy up the things at hand, so he carried her to the bed with the quilt.

Lin Qinghuan leaned sideways in his arms, but before she could say anything, Rong Che said directly, "Are you hungry?"

If he didn't say anything, Lin Qinghuan really didn't feel hungry. Having said that, after thinking about it, it seemed that she was really hungry.

Nodding his head, he looked up at Rong Che with pitiful eyes: "What shall we eat?"

"What do you want to eat?"

Lin Qinghuan twitched the corners of her mouth: "I'm afraid that if I tell you, you can't get it for me, okay?"

"Tell me, I'll try my best, but I can't. I'll go out and pack and come back soon, okay?"

that's true……

Lin Qinghuan: "Crab roe porridge."

"The mouth is quite picky!"

"You're sure!" Lin Qinghuan was a little complacent: "I can do it myself, how can it be so easy to pass?"

Rong Che's broad palm landed on her head, and after touching it gently for a while, he slowly said: "Okay, wait a while, I'll do it for you."

Lin Qinghuan was in a daze for a long time, when Rong Che got up and really wanted to do it, she stretched out her hand to hold him, and said in a tone of disbelief, "Can you do it?"

"If you can't do it, you can learn it?"

"Mama Liu isn't here again, who did you learn from?" Lin Qinghuan looked down at herself as she spoke.

Rong Che didn't put any clothes on her after he carried her out of the bathroom, until now.

You don't want her to get up to teach him, do you?
Then she might as well do it herself!
Rong Che reached out and rubbed her head, and quickly rumpled the hair on the top of her head into a chicken coop: "I can learn from the recipe."

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

After Rong Che finished speaking, he asked her to lie down, helped her change the quilt carefully, then leaned over and kissed her forehead: "Wait for me."

In Lin Qinghuan's heart...

I don't know why, but it feels... very different.

In fact, she never needed Rong Che to do anything for her.

Like him, just like it.

Selfish and unreasonable, doesn't even need his permission.