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

Chi Mo didn't even dare to breathe for a while, for fear that he would remember that he had messed up the whole thing.

As for the undead, the microwave dinged, which seemed particularly abrupt in the huge room.

Song Chi subconsciously looked for the sound.

Chi Mo: "..."

I didn't know what to say, so I said, "Do you want to eat a little too?"

Song Chi didn't speak, and then turned around silently to do his own business.

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The lives of Rong Che and Lin Qinghuan are quite comfortable. Apart from not being able to leave, they can still go to some places around them.

but.

There is always someone to follow.

Lin Qinghuan didn't dare to eat African food, so Rong Che asked the child to go to a nearby town to buy some ingredients for Chinese food, and then cooked what he could barely eat under Lin Qinghuan's guidance.

Occasionally, I will go to the nearby villages for a walk.

Poverty, poverty, and fear of the unknown.

Lin Qinghuan always had special sympathy for them, but sometimes, pity and sympathy were useless at all.

"All right."

Rong Che stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, covered her eyes intentionally or unintentionally with his slender fingers, then kissed the top of her head, and whispered: "I'm going back, I've walked enough today, and if I'm tired you."

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

He opened his mouth, hesitated to speak for a while, and finally compromised and left with him.

Back to the manor, it was another quiet day, as if the disturbance outside had nothing to do with them.

The little boy whose name he didn't know would help Rong Che with some housework. Lin Qinghuan also asked his name, but he said he didn't have a name. The boys in the same village liked to call him Hamo, but he didn't like it.

He married his sister a beautiful name called Xing Xing. He said that he hoped that his sister would shine like the stars in the sky.

It's just that when Lin Qinghuan wanted to ask him something, she was interrupted by Rong Che who came over with soup.

Lin Qinghuan cast a sideways glance at him with some impatience, and said with some reluctance in her tone, "Why?"

"It's nothing, it's time to have dinner and talk so much, I'm not afraid of starving myself."

Lin Qinghuan: "Are you afraid of starving your child?"

Rong Che: "So what, maybe you can still beat me to death!"

Lin Qinghuan: "Then you can live with the child in the future, don't look for me."

Rong Che: "..."

She said she was going to leave, but she was immediately pulled back by Rong Che, who carefully protected her in his arms, resting his chin on her neck, and whispered: "Okay, I was wrong, don't be angry, only You are the most important, no one is as important as you, isn't it okay?"

Only then was Lin Qinghuan satisfied.

Rong Che served her a bowl of soup. Lin Qinghuan took it belatedly, and looked elsewhere. Seeing that the little boy had disappeared, she was a little puzzled: "Where is that kid? Don't let him eat with us. ?"

"He probably doesn't like Chinese food very much. It's okay. There are others in the kitchen. I'll bring them to him later."

Lin Qinghuan: "You didn't ask others, how do you know that others don't like it?"

"I asked before."

Probably Song Licheng explained it on purpose.

Except when he followed them when they were going out, he kept his distance from them as much as possible at other times.

After all, long-term relationship between people will lead to dependence and slack, Song Licheng would not take this kind of thing lightly, naturally, Rong Che did not dare to act rashly.

The scenery of this small town has the unique primitive wildness of Africa. For Lin Qinghuan, who is accustomed to urban life, there is a different kind of beauty and mystery here.

Coupled with the overall temperature, she feels quite comfortable staying here.

In the evening, the two were watching the stars on the balcony of the attic. Lin Qinghuan wanted to eat watermelon for the cold, and it had to be iced, which made Rong Che very angry.

"Normal temperature is fine. It's this time, and you still eat something so cold. Be careful of diarrhea."

Lin Qinghuan: "I just really want to eat!"

"Be patient."

They have lived here for two or three days. At home, or in Switzerland for a few days, there was a doctor watching over Rong Che almost every day, and she didn't dare to let her temper mess around, let alone now...

The medical equipment here is relatively backward in all aspects. If something happens, he really doesn't know what to do!
Lin Qinghuan kicked him, with strong dissatisfaction in her tone: "It is said that when you are pregnant, your taste will become very tricky, can't you be considerate of me?"

Rong Che: "When you get home, you can eat whatever you want..."

"Then tell me, when can we go back?"

Rong Che: "..."

He also said that subconsciously, without thinking so much at all.

But, after finishing speaking, I always feel regretful.

These days, he always kept silent about those things. Even if Lin Qinghuan asked, he would shirk them all to Song Yang, saying that it would take time for him to make arrangements.

Can……

That kind of thing doesn't work all the time.

Especially when you know it well.

Deceiving others and deceiving myself, after all, I still feel a little hard to tell.

As for Lin Qinghuan.

Seeing that he didn't speak suddenly, Qing Ya's brows could not help but wrinkled.

She never asked much about Rong Che, but she was not completely ignorant of the complicated environment of snobbery abroad, as well as his identity and the responsibilities he assumed.

Many things that I dare not think about in China feel very likely to happen now.

For a moment, Lin Qinghuan felt like a lump in her throat.

Looking at Rong Che, he didn't dare to speak for a long time.

Rong Che couldn't help but tugged at the corner of his mouth, then leaned over and pulled her into his arms, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, it's fine here, we'll treat it as a vacation here."

Lin Qinghuan lay in his arms, crying softly.

Rong Che's heart was broken when he cried.

But now, apart from comforting her, he didn't know what else to say.

"Is there really no other way?"

Rong Che: "Yes, there must be."

After all, it's not that she doesn't talk, as long as she is still willing to talk, Rong Che has nothing to worry about.

"It's just... you may be wronged to stay here for a few more days. Your whereabouts and I are very secretive. We will definitely not look for someone in the country with great fanfare. As for Song Yang himself, if he finds this place, it will probably take a few more days." .”

Lin Qinghuan: "And then?"

"Then..." Rong Che also spoke in a low voice.

Who knows if there are bugs or listening devices here, those who can talk will talk, and those who can't will keep silent, this is also his consistent style of doing things.

What's more, if you tell her everything in one go, I'm afraid she won't be able to sleep at night again.

"Then just wait for him to bring us to save us, otherwise what else can I do? I am only one person, and you and the baby, and a nine-year-old child, what is it like outside, how many of them are there, I am not It is very clear that there is no threat to us here, and tactically speaking, this is called preserving strength and waiting for changes."

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

She cried even more fiercely.

Rong Che: "..."

The strength of holding her was a little bit heavier, and there was also a little coldness in his tone: "I'm going to be angry if you're crying, what if you frighten the baby? You're not alone now, you still have my baby in your stomach." Where is the child!"

Knowing what she didn't like to hear, he wanted to tell her verbatim.

I knew to make him angry on purpose.

"Hun Dan, you Rong Che... who wants your child! Take him away if you have the ability!"

Rong Che leaned over shamelessly: "I'm relying on you because I can't take her out of your stomach, Huanhuan... You are not young anymore, you are already a mother of two children, don't Always so hypocritical, be careful that the children will laugh at you in the future!"

"You are hypocritical, your whole family is hypocritical!"

Rong Che: "..."

Isn't that right!
You can forget about one.

That brat Rong Siyuan has the same natural personality as Lin Qinghuan, so he can't speak or scold him.

I don't know what the little person in my stomach is like, but seeing how Lin Qinghuan was tossed by him in the early stages of pregnancy, he probably didn't want to worry about it.

He himself did not see where he was going.

It's just that the eyes grow on oneself, and you can see the shortcomings of others, but you can't see your own.

Besides, it is not a disadvantage.

He likes her no matter what she looks like, there is nothing wrong with being hypocritical.

As for Rong Che, seeing that her mood had stabilized a little, he was also a little relieved, held her cheek, looked at her dotingly, and whispered: "Is it better?"

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

After hesitating for a long time, he finally nodded.

Rong Che leaned over and kissed him lightly on the forehead, then said, "I'll tell you a secret."

Lin Qinghuan frowned.

Rong Che reached out his hand to stop her waist, let her sit comfortably on his body, and then said: "In Qingcheng, when you helped me take a bath, you always bumped into places that shouldn't be touched... "

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

For a moment, the base of the ear was hot as if it was on fire.

However, Rong Che still felt that it was not enough, so he hugged her and said something: "How old was I at that time? I was in my early twenties, and I was so..."

"To shut up!"

"There are no outsiders, what are you afraid of..."

"No, don't say it!"

Rong Che: "When can we say it?"

"No time!"

But Rong Che persisted: "To be honest, you really didn't know at that time, and you did it on purpose. Are you trying to seduce me?"

roll!
Ghosts want to seduce you!

However, he babbled a lot, all of which were yellow waste without nutrition.

Lin Qinghuan was annoyed but reminded him: "I was underage at that time, please be quiet!"

Rong Che: "Isn't he an adult soon? The wife I raised since I was a child is really very caring."

"Screw you!"

The two of them quarreled for a while, Rong Che was dishonest and insisted on hugging her to make out, which finally made him unable to get off the stage, and Lin Qinghuan didn't bother to talk to him, anyway, she was inconvenient now, so he had to bear it no matter what.

"Honey, help me..."

Lin Qinghuan smirked and said, "How did you do it before?"

"Before what?"

Rong Che had a slightly bad feeling.

"That is, when I was in my early 20s, when I was more vigorous than now..."

Rong Che's face suddenly sank: "So you think I'm not as vigorous as I used to be?"

Lin Qinghuan: "You said it yourself."

Can you compare your early 30s with your early 20s?
Obviously not.

Rong Che: "Die!"

Leaning over and grabbing her wrist, he couldn't help but pull her back into his arms, and said viciously: "Believe it or not!"

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

I'm so scared!

As for Rong Che, he has always been the kind of person who keeps what he says, although sometimes he doesn't mean it.

Say something to kill you, at best it is a small bite, neither light nor heavy, it makes people feel itchy.

"Hey, don't make trouble..."

Just as soon as the words fell, there was a sound of footsteps on the wooden stairs leading to the terrace.