Kiss her 90,000 times

The emotions of pregnant women are always more sensitive.

Shi Wan actually doesn't like to recall those days with her father, it was so beautiful but lost suddenly, no one can understand how she felt at that time.

It is not an exaggeration to use the sky falling to describe her feelings when she learned that her father died in a car accident.

"Did you know I love champagne roses, the first bouquet of flowers I got in my life, it was from my dad for my birthday when I was ten years old."

At that time, Shi Wan was only very young, and she was full of joy. After she entered junior high school and entered adolescence, she also secretly checked what flower language was popular in the class at that time, and she was still full of girlish hearts.

When Shi Wan recalled what happened before, her eyes were slightly red, she drooped her shoulders, and her mood was a little depressed, "My father is very ordinary, but he loves me very much, my mother is patriarchal and treats me badly. , it’s because my father protects me more, even after my younger brother was born, his kindness to me hasn’t changed.”

Fu Conglin didn't quite understand, but he looked at Shi Wan's red eyes and reached out to hold her, trying to comfort her.

Shi Wan held his broad palm instead, half-lying in his arms, with her head resting on his chest, raised his fingertips and gently rubbed over every phalanx.

"Aren't you curious why the lighter I gave you is in Greek for light?"

Fu Conglin asked her several times before, but she was always evasive or kept silent.

She smiled, put her palm against his, and told him her cherished thoughts: "The flower language of champagne roses, there is a sentence in it, which says, 'I will be without you. It's like a ship that's lost its way', one of those lighthouses at sea where the light is there to guide the ship, you know?"

Fu Conglin clasped her hand, hugged her tightly in his arms, and said in a deep voice, "Yes."

He naturally doesn't understand the so-called girlish heart and worldly hypocrisy, but he can understand what Shi Wan wants to express.

"My father used to be the keeper of that lighthouse, who guided me in the direction." She choked up, with tears in her eyes, "But then it became you."

Fu Conglin's heart seemed to be hit hard by something, and he felt a dull pain. He lowered his eyes and stared at the white and soft face in front of him, and his breathing became heavy in vain.

He is not a person who loves first, nor is he emotional, on the contrary, his rationality is terrible.

No one taught him how to love and how to love. In his circle, he has seen too many couples who seem to be in harmony, and the truth has become unimportant.

When he first provoked Shi Wan, he just regarded her as a pastime for the oppressed and persecuted.

To this day, she has become his wife, but he dare not agree, how can he be placed in such an important position by Shi Wan.

The heart kept falling and became heavy, Fu Conglin hugged Shi Wan tightly, like a copper wall and an iron wall, pressing her down and imprisoning her.

Shi Wan didn't know why he had a sudden emotional change, he just felt that his breathing was a little difficult, and he stretched out his hand involuntarily to push his shoulder.

But suddenly felt a big hand dragging her face, and then a shadow fell, the man pressed against her forehead, and said in a hoarse voice, "Shi Wan."

He calls her name.

But he didn't continue talking.

Shi Wan waited patiently for him.

He said: "If one day, you find out that I lied to you, what will you do?"

Shi Wan was slightly startled, and then smiled with her lips curled up. She put her arms around him and put them on his hair.

A man's hair is not as soft as a woman's, but it becomes docile under her palm.

Her voice sounded a little casual, "Why are you lying to me?"

"It's just a hypothesis."

Shi Wan thought for a while, then turned her head away from him, and met his dark and deep eyes, "It depends on the situation, for example, if you cheated on me during my pregnancy and kept it from me, then we will Leave--"

Before the words of marriage were spoken, he was suddenly interrupted by him. The man said firmly, "This kind of thing will never happen."

She then changed the phrase, "Then kneel down to the durian until I am satisfied and forgive you."

After she finished speaking, she laughed again, probably because she imagined the scene and lowered her request, "Forget about the durian, just kneel on the keyboard."

It is said that men have gold under their knees, she thought, how could a pampered man like Fu Conglin condescend to kneel down on his knees and honestly kneel on the keyboard.

Fu Conglin's eyes fell deeply on her face, there was turbulence in his eyes, and finally he returned to calm. His fingers touched her eyebrows and slowly slid across, "Is that all, is it too simple?"

Shi Wan has had the habit of taking a lunch break since she was pregnant. She hasn't taken a nap yet today, and the sun is just right. She chatted with Fu Conglin for a while, and she felt sleepy.

She yawned weakly, remembering to pay attention to her image, raised her hand to cover half of her face, tears slid down her eye sockets, and dripped on Fu Conglin's fingertips.

He paused slightly, "Want to sleep?"

Shi Wan nodded, held his hand to wipe her tears, rubbed it again, her watery eyes were shining brightly, and then replied to his previous question, "It's so simple, do you think the keyboard is So easy to kneel? If you think this punishment is light, then you can swing your knife from the palace, wouldn't it come faster?"

Fu Conglin lowered his head, and said in a low voice with a little smile, "Then your happiness for the rest of your life will be gone."

Hearing the deep meaning in his words, Shi Wan glanced at him, supported him up, and lazily moved her shoulders, "So, why are you lying to me so well, you hurt others and yourself."

Fu Conglin carried Shi Wan back to the bedroom to rest.

He kissed her face before leaving.

Shi Wan took his hand again, "Where's your phone?"

The man raised his eyebrows, "What, Cha Gang?"

"Who checks the post, music prenatal education."

Her mobile phone was out of battery and was charging, Fu Conglin didn't ask much, and shook her finger, "It's outside, I'll get it for you."

Only then did Shi Wan let go.

Fu Conglin picked up the phone from the computer, pressed the Do Not Disturb mode, and then clicked on the music player that Shi Wan had downloaded on his phone before.

It was the last time Shi Wan was sick and hospitalized, and took it to listen to the song.

He returned to the bedroom, handed the phone to Shi Wan, and told her: "Don't listen for too long."

"I know."

She looked at the phone screen, "You didn't delete it."

Fu Conglin stood by the bed and looked at her, "Why did you delete it?"

Shi Wan laughed.

I don't know why I laughed.

Her eyebrows and eyes are very gentle, "Then you go out and do your work, I will sleep after listening."

Fu Conglin: "Put your phone far away."

"Understood." She pushed him away, disgusted with his chattering like a little old man.

Fu Conglin left.

The man sat in front of the computer for a while, then got up, and found a black lighter in the storage box under the coffee table.

It has been a long time since I quit smoking, and there are still half-open packs of cigarettes in the storage box.

Fu Conglin sat on the sofa, stroking the Greek pattern on the lighter with his fingertips, looking absent-minded for a long time.

When he came back to his senses, he took out a cigarette with ease, and lit it with a "cha", the flames danced in his eyes, and in an instant, the smoke was lingering.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, enjoying the nicotine surrounding and flooding. When he swallowed the clouds, his thoughts wandered, and his eyes became nothingness.

My heart became more and more depressed and irritable.

Fu Conglin stood up and walked to the balcony.

The sunlight outside was dazzling, like sparks, igniting the peaceful solitude, and turning it into a fierce and dangerous one.

Almost unavoidable.

Fu Conglin took a few deep breaths, his movements were fierce, and the unresponsive endurance made him cough uncontrollably.

In the hazy blue mist, the man's eyebrows and eyes were serious, and his face was cold.

……

After the sun set to the west, the lights of Wanjia began to gradually cover the whole city.

Rong Xi was sitting in the luxurious box of the Shengxiao Hall, there was a table full of people, except for her, who was a woman, and the others were all men.

The smoke was smoldering, and between pushing and changing cups, her mind was not very clear.

"Director Rong, why are you in a daze, why don't you offer a toast to Mr. Li!"

The sudden voice from the front brought her back to her senses. She raised her eyes and met a pair of eyes full of interest and smile. The man shook the wine glass in a dissolute manner, exuding the deep viciousness and arrogance in his bones.

Rong Xi pinched her palm tightly, and forced her lips to smile.

This is Yuanshan Group's board of directors, Liang Zhao, the son of the fifth major shareholder, with all his status and status, she couldn't refuse.

The Mr. Li that Liang Zhao said was the boss of another company.

His face was full of oil, his body was wide and fat, and he was smiling at her, his mouse eyes were full of greed.

Rong Xi subconsciously felt nauseous, but involuntarily stretched out his hand to the half-full wine glass in front of him.

A hand came over, her eyelids twitched, Mr. Li's smile was in front of her eyes, the flesh on his face was trembling, and the wine in his hand was being poured into her glass recklessly.

"It's said that tea is full of deceit, and wine is full of respect, so Xiaorong should be a little sincere, right?"

She watched her wine glass overflowing, and then Mr. Li stopped.

At the same time, he raised his wine glass and waved it at her.

Rong Xi took a deep breath, without any hesitation, with an impeccable smile on his face, "President Li, I respect you."

After speaking, she raised her head and drank it down.

There was no pause in the middle, and she was so anxious and fierce that her eyes were red. Then she smiled at Mr. Li to show her sincerity.

"Okay! I just like someone as bold as Xiaorong!" Mr. Li was obviously satisfied with her behavior, the greed in his eyes got bigger and bigger, and he fixed his eyes on her swollen chest.

Rong Xi felt a chill, and his stomach was churning.

She almost wanted to plead with Liang Zhao and ask him to let her go.

But she didn't dare.

After drinking two more glasses in a row, Rong Xi blushed and was already dizzy, so she had to stand up and said hello that she would leave to go to the bathroom.

Liang Zhao looked at her and smiled, "Director Rong, don't worry, there are also in the bathroom box."

It means to veto her move to leave.

Rong Xi supported the table and laughed along with him, "Mr. Liang, I don't drink very well. I made you laugh. I want to go out to get some fresh air, so I can have a drink with you when I come back."

Liang Zhao did not speak, and only looked at her with deep meaning.

Rong Xi couldn't walk or sit for a while, rolling his throat with difficulty.

Li, who was next to him, was always a discerning person, and quickly waved his hands: "Look at what Xiaorong said, you want to breathe, no one is stopping you, you'd better go and come back quickly, we are waiting for you to drink enough! "

There was a roar of laughter.

Rong Xi's face became hotter and hotter.

Li finally gave her a step down, and she hurriedly stepped on her high heels and left.

Going to the bathroom is fake, but coming out to breathe is real.

If she continued to drink like this, she felt that something might happen to her.

Before she took two steps, she was suddenly pulled over by a brute force. The moment she exclaimed, a hand came down and tightly covered her mouth.

Rong Xi's eyes widened, and a man's ruffian voice with a smile fell from above his head: "I said don't worry, why didn't Director Rong listen? Mr. Li's face is face, and mine is not a big deal?"

Rong Xi was horrified, and felt a dangerous hand lingering on her waist.

She struggled violently, her eyes were reddened, and she finally had a chance to catch her breath: "Mr. Liang! You are drunk!"

Liang Zhao leaned against her condescendingly, giggling, "What nonsense are you talking about, how could I be drunk."

He grabbed Rongxi's chin and exerted all his strength, "I've been watching you for so long, but I don't have any vision to see you coming up. You have to make me rough you to understand, right?"

As he said that, he was about to lean over and kiss her.

Rong Xi suddenly screamed and resisted fiercely, "Mr. Liang! Mr. Liang, don't do this!"

The high heels kicked over and stepped on the man's leather shoes.

Liang Zhao was in pain, frowned impatiently, and his hands were even more ruthless, "What are you pretending, don't think I don't know you, being noble is noble, if you pretend too much, you won't get any benefits."

Rong Xi dodged from him indiscriminately, her strength was not as strong as that of a man, she tore and yelled frantically, and when Liang Zhao's hand was attached to her thigh, she broke down and begged for mercy: "Mr. Liang! Please don't do this, don't do this—"

"Snapped!"

The sharp sound of the wine bottle breaking interrupted the tugging between the two.

Rong Xi and Liang Zhao looked over at the same time.

I saw a man smoking a cigarette not far away.

Looking up to meet the eyes of the two, the man lazily hooked his lips and smiled, and said inexplicably, "I can't bear it so much, and the estrus has come here?"

The atmosphere was ruined by someone, Liang Zhao's face was gloomy and ugly, he saw the man's face clearly through the smoke, he just lost Rongxi, straightened his clothes slowly, his eyes were dark, but there was a smile on his face , "I said who is so bold and dares to spoil my good deeds. It turned out to be Mr. Zhao. Mr. Zhao is in such a good mood today, come to play?"

Zhao Xian was pinching his cigarette, without changing his face, "What else can you do in the Shengxiao Pavilion besides playing, that's right, not everyone is like Mr. Xiao Liang, who will fall in love regardless of the occasion."

A word about Mr. Xiao Liang has already made Liang Zhao black-faced.

It's in heat again, what will be in heat, animals and livestock.

After Zhao Xian finished speaking, he didn't look at Liang Zhao's face, but turned his eyes away, and landed on the face of the frightened and lifeless woman with disheveled hair who was huddled in a corner.

After a pause, the smile on his lips grew bigger, "It turned out to be Director Rong, it's strange, why didn't I hear that the female director of Yuanshan is now a female publicist?"

Liang Zhao's face was too gloomy to look at, "It doesn't seem to have anything to do with Mr. Zhao."

After all, he is also a minority shareholder of Yuanshan, Zhao Xian is nothing, but he relies on his friendship with Fu Conglin, but that doesn't mean Yuanshan gets to be dictated by him.

"Mr. Zhao often walks in the flowers, and I know that sometimes I can't help myself when I think about it." As he spoke, he raised his arms to embrace Rongxi, and when she was frightened and resisted, he suppressed her fiercely, "I'm in love with you, Director Rong." I would like to not bother Mr. Zhao Yaxing any more."

Zhao Xian's eyes fell on the hand he put on Rong Xi's shoulder, "It's a good one, I'd like it."

Rong Xi's shoulder hurt as if it was about to be crushed, she trembled her lips.

He didn't dare to look at Zhao Xian, but he could feel his burning eyes on her.

It's funny to say that when she rejected him that day, she still vividly remembered the embarrassing scene for him, but now the situation has changed, and she can't hold her head up in front of him.

Zhao Xian moved his fingers, put the cigarette to his mouth and took another puff. He smiled and said, "Director Rong and I are old acquaintances, but I don't know when she and Mr. Liang will be married."

Liang Zhao also sneered, lifting Rong Xi's chin, his tone was gentle, but there was a hint of warning and threat in his eyes, "Come on, Xiao Xi, tell Mr. Zhao, do you and I fall in love?"

As soon as the voice fell, the atmosphere suddenly changed.

Zhao Xian squeezed the cigarette, exerting force with his fingertips, and the cigarette end was slightly bent.

She waited patiently for Rongxi's answer.

Rong Xi's mind was confused, she met Liang Zhao's eyes tremblingly.

There was another pressing gaze on her face, like a sharp knife, it landed on her flesh when she accidentally struck it, causing her to die of pain.

Zhao Xian and Liang Zhao.

Rong Xi tried her best to keep a trace of sobriety.

The bright red lips moved, opened and closed up and down, her voice was neither loud nor soft, but the two men present could hear it clearly, "Yes..."

Liang Zhao raised his lips and smiled deeply without any surprise.

"Did you hear that, Mr. Zhao?"

The smoke is gone.

fall to the ground.

Zhao Xian raised his foot and walked over, his eyes gliding over Rong Xi's body lightly, and then fell on Liang Zhao's proud and arrogant face.

"No fun." He said, raised his chin again, and said calmly, "Have fun."

Then leave.