Allow her to be pampered

Above the pasture, a corner of the sky was gradually covered by dark clouds, the sun was no longer there, the sky was slightly dark, and it was probably raining again.

Wu Qingzhi remained silent, leaning halfway in his seat with a very unhappy look on his face.

For this arrogant and domineering childhood sweetheart, the best policy is to treat him coldly.

Bai Pingting came from a famous family, but she was used to being arrogant, and Wu Qingzhi also knew her persistent thoughts about him.

However, the matter of marriage should be wishful thinking.

After a long time, seeing Bai Pingting on the verge of tears, Wu Qingzhi said, "Pingting, Chi Rong is my wife. This is not your business."

"This kind of blind marriage is feudal, backward, and decadent!" Bai Pingting said aggressively, "Have you seen what she looks like before getting married, what is her personality, and what is her talent? Do you really like it!"

Bai Pingting spoke extremely fast, her fists clenched so tightly that no one could get her mouth in.

So after finishing talking, Wu Qingzhi looked at Chi Rong with a smile when he heard the sound.

"Naturally I like it," Wu Qingzhi said to himself, moving his lips, "Why don't you like it?"

Not only that, when Wu Qingzhi finished speaking, it happened that Chi Rong turned his head and peeped here secretly.

Chi Rong was looking around, Shui Lingling's eyes didn't blink, even though he covered his sight with a gesture of looking left and right, he still couldn't hide it from Wu Qingzhi.

So their eyes collided, as if two beating hearts also collided in one place, there was an indescribable tacit understanding.

Seeing this situation, Bai Pingting felt as if a hole had been ripped open in her heart, and pools of fresh blood flowed out.

"Qingzhi, you have been deceived!" She said persistently, "I have already inquired about it, you have only been married for a few months, and the little wifey is like a kitten or puppy. Freshness."

While talking, Bai Pingting carefully observed Wu Qingzhi's expression, but seeing that he was not overwhelmed with anger, she just continued calmly.

"...However, once time goes by, you will get tired of a woman like her with an empty head and a humble background! We have learned so much knowledge in England, so we must make progress and pursue free love!"

After Bai Pingting finished speaking, a naked gleam flashed in her eyes.

Unexpectedly, after Wu Qingzhi listened, he only sighed slightly, looked away, and said, "Are you finished?"

Bai Pingting froze for a moment, but her eyebrows moved.

"...It's over."

"Then, please don't say it a second time in the future."

Wu Qingzhi's tone was cold, and his eyes never fell on Bai Pingting, "Pingting, I really don't like others to judge me."

Bai Pingting was stunned.

Wu Qingzhi defended that little wifey so much!

Is it because she, Bai Pingting, came back too late, no, maybe not, she has clearly been with Wu Qingzhi for decades.

A talented woman convinces others with virtue, but a woman with no talent is a virtue, but she can flirt.

That's it, a little woman who dares to be contemptuous on the racetrack, has a natural charming style that is charming to men.

"Qingzhi, have you ever thought about that little wifey who shows up in public like this and is competitive, whose face will be lost in the end, and whose person will be lost?"

Bai Pingting prolonged the ending on purpose, and said, "A girl from a small family is really ignorant and inappropriate, so she can't get in and out of big scenes."

The voice fell, but this time, Wu Qingzhi's attitude changed sharply, and he didn't even want to answer anymore.

But seeing that he unbuttoned the mother-of-pearl cuff buttons on his own, then rolled up the sleeves again, got up slowly, and walked towards Chi Rong.

Bai Pingting touched the mold and touched the ashes on her nose, she was already so ashamed and annoyed, her ears turned red.

Now, Wu Qingzhi left her behind and turned a blind eye, which really hurts people's hearts.

Bai Pingting trembled on the spot, she probably had some thoughts, always for love, for free love.

On that side, Wu Qingzhi exposed half of his arm, walked straight to Chi Rong's side, and whispered with a smile: "Chi Rong, the sky is overcast, it will definitely rain later."

Chi Rong cast a glance at him, casually handed him a cup of hot tea, and hesitated to speak.

Wu Qingzhi's heart was like a mirror, he knew exactly what Chi Rong wanted to ask, but the reason for keeping silent this time was for him to be able to deal with himself.

Bai Pingting's relationship with Wu Qingzhi is, after all, the chief's friend, and probably the relationship between the family is also a family friend.

Chi Rong felt that she couldn't instigate the two of them to break up for the sake of her purity and comfort.

Seeing that Chi Rong didn't answer, Wu Qingzhi sipped his tea and said with a soft smile: "It's going to rain, I'm very cold. Chi Rong, stay closer to me, okay?"

Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his half-exposed arm even more aggrieved, insisting that Chi Rong look at his wrist.

"Ma'am, I have no coat on, and my hands are cold."

After hearing this, Chi Rong pretended to be impatient, but his movements were sincere, and he touched Wu Qingzhi's wrist.

Wu Qingzhi suffered from wind and cold several times, his body is naturally not healthy, and just now he was sweating when he rode his horse to chase, but now when the cool wind blows, his skin becomes as cold as ice.

Seeing this, Chi Rong glared at Wu Qingzhi reproachfully, and said plausibly, "I told you to wrap up my clothes. Look, it's all right now. If it's really cold, we two can do something!"

"What way," Wu Qingzhi joked with a smile, "Chi Rong, don't you want to hide in my arms?"

In such a tone, provocative weight is always in the majority.

Hearing this, Chi Rong was about to say something, so she raised her head slightly, only to see Wu Qingzhi's brows were handsome, and the wound on his face that was smeared with red medicine looked more like a bright hickey.

In this way, there is a kind of coquettishness and enthusiasm for no reason.

Really inexplicable.

When meeting him for the first time, Chi Rong always thought that Wu Qingzhi's face was gentle and gentle, and he had a high nose and thin lips.

But I don't want to, now it seems that this face is more and more vivid.

Chi Rong's face turned red unconsciously.

"You are so tall, isn't it very reasonable for me to hide in your arms? I can't let you hide in my arms..."

Chi Rong hummed softly, with a pair of arms intertwined and hugged in front of his chest, with a delicate but not arrogant attitude hidden in his posture.

But Wu Qingzhi didn't listen at all, and just approached Chi Rong on his own, and wrapped his arms around her waist, with a calm and serious expression on his face.

"Get closer, it's not cold anymore."

After Wu Qingzhi said it swearingly, Chi Rong twisted his waist secretly, but that arm didn't move at all.

Since you can't escape, you might as well give up.

So, the two snuggled together and watched the pasture quietly.

The mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building, Chi Rong looked at the jockey driving the horse on the pasture, and said in a low voice: "Wu Qingzhi, that is the horse that he chose for me."