My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

Be back at half past eight. Rong Li changed his shoes, leaned against the cabinet in the entrance hall, lowered his head slightly, Kiss me.

Xiao Jinghe smiled and pecked the corner of his lips.

After Rong Li went out, she was going to wash up when a call came from He Liangqing.

Liang Qing.

He Liangqing said on the phone: Help me move tomorrow.

Xiao Jinghe walked to the dining table and poured a glass of warm water: Are you moving back?

Well, Jiang Pei has been arrested. He Liangqing said, It's not convenient for me to stay in other people's homes.

The house she lives in now belongs to Rong Tang, and Ning Ye is next door. After all, it is a bit uncomfortable and not suitable for long-term living.

Xiao Jinghe drank water, took a pillow and sat on the sofa. After thinking for a while, he broke the window paper: Liang Qing, you know, repaying kindness is just an excuse. Rong Tang and Ning Ye are just drunkards. Not even drinking.

He Liangqing was silent for a moment: I know.

Her thoughts were clear and exquisite. Xiao Jinghe didn't need to say more: Then what do you think?

Ah He, she sighed after a long time, he is too young. He was too young and had never seen this colorful world. He only saw an outline and thought it was all.

Xiao Jinghe didn't think so.

In my opinion, this is not a reason. She knew He Liangqing. Her parents' failed marriage left some negative things in her, and she would care a lot about relationships. Putting these aside, she asked He Liangqing, No matter what else, do you like him?

He Liangqing was stunned.

Does she like it?

The doorbell rang unexpectedly.

She said chat back to Xiao Jinghe and went to open the door. The lights in the corridor were a little dim. Ning Ye was standing at the door with the light on his back. He wore a white sweater, black slacks, short green linen hair that had recently changed color, and was slightly drunk. Red, a bold and flamboyant color, suits him very well.

His youthful look is as beautiful as a modern painting, full of ink and color.

He is beautiful, especially his eyes, which are inner and outer, with hooks at the corners. When he is not smiling, he is a bit energetic. Now he is smiling, and he has a bit of youthfulness at that age: I just went with my mother. I went to the supermarket and bought you mangoes.

Among fruits, her favorite is mango.

He Liangqing took the bag from his hand: Thank you.

He stood at the door without leaving, with a knotted brow and a very troubled expression.

The aunt who cooks has something to do at home, he asked carefully, his eyes full of expectation, Can I come to your place for dinner?

Rong Tang always said that Ning Ye had a bad temper and asked her to be more tolerant.

That doesn't seem to be the case.

He was always timid and cautious in front of her, always trying to please.

He Liangqing couldn't say no, Okay. This was the fourth time this week that he came over to eat with her.

After going back and forth more times, she also figured out his preferences. He doesn't like spicy food very much and likes sweetness. Last time she made sweet and sour pork ribs, he ate three bowls of rice. Also, he especially likes tomatoes.

In the evening, she added a tomato scrambled egg and a tomato, seaweed and shrimp soup.

When the meal was almost done, she said, I'll move back tomorrow.

Ning Ye dropped the spoon in his hand.

He was stunned for a moment before looking up at her. His bangs blocked the light, and thin shadows fell into his eyes: Can you not leave? There was obvious panic in his expression.

He Liangqing shook his head.

He frowned and drooped his head: I'm full. He stood up, lowered his head, and said in a low and glum tone, I'll go to the balcony for a while, and then I'll wash the dishes after you finish.

He Liangqing wanted to stop him, but when the words came to her lips, she still didn't make a sound. Her hands hanging under the tablecloth were squeezed into a cold sweat.

Liang Qing.

Ning Ye suddenly turned around and called her suddenly.

She raised her head: Yeah.

He hesitated for a long time, as if he had gathered a lot of courage: If I change the age in the household registration book and ID card to be the same age as you, he licked the corners of his lips and grabbed a handful of hair uncomfortably. In that case, can I chase you?

He Liangqing was speechless for a moment.

Before waiting for an answer, he pursed his lips regretfully, lowered his head, and stared at the pair of blue and white plaid slippers under his feet.

Don't change it. He Liangqing said.

got rejected……

He grabbed another handful of hair, his hairstyle was messed up, and his expression was very disappointed.

Can.

Huh? He looked up at her, a little confused.

She walked over and said the rest of the sentence: You can chase me.

Ah He asked her if she liked it?

like.

If she doesn't like it, she won't live in this house, and she won't spoil someone without any principles or any bottom line.

Oh, then I'll chase you.

Ning Ye stood on the balcony, smiling so hard that his eyes narrowed.

Rong Li arrived at the hospital at seven o'clock, and Lu Qidong was already there. In order to match Huo Changxun's scene, he even pretended to wear a blue isolation gown. At this moment, the ward door was closed, and his true nature was exposed. Lala was lying on the sofa, her long legs draped on the stool, her isolation gown open, she peeled an orange and ate it leisurely. When she saw Rongli coming in, she said, Here we come.

Huo Changxun was sitting on the hospital bed, with a handsome face without any color, a scratch on the left side of his face, and a bandage on his wrist. He was sitting there puffing away, his eyes were dull, he had lost a lot of weight, and he looked really sick. of.

The car accident was real, and so were the injuries, but they were just superficial injuries.

Thanks to his good skin, this look of death still exudes a decadent and advanced world-weary beauty.

Rong Li pulled up a chair and sat down: Put out the cigarette.

Huo Changxun took a long puff and blew out a smoke ring skillfully without any intention of pinching the cigarette: I'm upset.

Rong Li was too lazy to talk to him, so he directly cut off his cigarette, put it in the ashtray, and said calmly: I haven't used contraception recently, and I don't want to inhale second-hand smoke.

No birth control? !

Holy shit! Lu Qidong almost choked on the orange: No, you want a child so early?

They are a group of people who are not willing to enter the grave of marriage before they are thirty, let alone the most traditional ones, and they actually get pregnant out of wedlock.

Rong Li said lightly: Well, I want to get married.

When it comes to marriage, his eyebrows soften.

I don't know what others think, but Lu Qidong smells like he hates getting married.

Huo Changxun looked coldly, because he had lost some weight and his features were sharper and sharper: Damn it, are you here to attack me?

Rong Li was noncommittal.

Everything has been arranged for you. As long as the person shows up, he will be found for you. If the person doesn't show up, he said calmly, Stop, she doesn't have you in her heart.

Huo Changxun snorted coldly.

Stop? He folded his hands and leaned on the hospital bed. He was a little irritated. He tugged on the collar of the hospital gown and glanced at Rong Li, What kind of person do you think I am?

If she didn't come, he would go to great lengths to catch her, and then arrest her. If she dared to run away again, he would lock her up.

Lu Qidong rolled his eyes: What? You still want to seize the Overlord by force?

Huo Changxun raised his eyebrows and said with a gloomy look, No?

Not only did the Overlord forcefully take advantage of her, he also wanted her to be pregnant with his child to see if she wanted him as the child's father.

Lu Qidong sneered and threw an orange into his mouth: Huo Gouzi, please understand the crime of rape.

Huo Changxun licked his teeth and threw a pillow at him.

Lu Qidong hid, laughing heartlessly.

Rong Li looked at the time, stretched his slender legs forward, and sat casually: Your people have found it for you, now it's time to take care of me.

One by one, they treat their brothers as donkeys.

Lu Qidong raised his hand and made a throwing motion. The orange peel in his hand fell steadily into the trash can: What are you going to do again?

Rong Li's words were correct: Propose.

Lu Qidong: ...

Huo Changxun: ...

He became even more irritable, with a depressed face and an evil voice: Fuck, can you not propose to me when I'm heartbroken?

Rong Li said unhurriedly: No.

...

Rong Li didn't come back until half past ten in the evening.

Xiao Jinghe heard the sound of the door opening and sat up from the sofa: I'm back.

It wasn't raining outside, the dark clouds dispersed, and a half-circle moon was shrouded in hazy gauze mist, its halo was blurry.

Rong Li put the umbrella away, came out of the entrance hall, and walked to the sofa: Why aren't you sleeping yet?

Lu Qidong was not on track and rambled on a lot. He originally thought it would be finished at half past eight, but he just lingered until after ten o'clock.

He called her and asked her to go to bed early.

The air conditioner was turned on in the living room, and the temperature was cool. She was wearing short-sleeved pajamas and a blanket wrapped around her: Waiting for you. She sat up and slid the blanket onto her legs, What are you talking about? It's so late.

Rong Li helped her cover the blanket: Business.

As for what's going on...

Can't you tell me? Xiao Jinghe was curious instead. Rong Li usually didn't hide anything from her. He would tell her about big and small things as long as she asked.

This time, exception.

Rong Li said, I'll tell you later.

She didn't ask any more, put on her slippers and stood up: Would you like a midnight snack? I'll make it for you.

Rong Li pulled her into his arms: I won't eat. He hugged her for a while, then let go, and asked her in a serious tone, I'm going to take a shower, can you come with me?

This invitation sounds serious.

Xiao Jinghe laughed and said, You're a bad learner. The old man in her family also fell in love with the mandarin duck bath.

Rong Li looked unnatural. He didn't look at her and leaned over. He said in her ear with some annoyance and resignation, You taught me all this.

Well, she taught me, from the bed to the bathroom.

She didn't deny it either.

Rong Li took her to the bathroom, closed the door, and then kissed her while slowly taking off his clothes.

Ahe.

Um.

He took her hand and put it on his waist: You are in danger today.

For a while, they didn't use birth control.

Xiao Jinghe tilted her head and avoided his kiss: Do you want to do it with her clothes on? She was more obedient in bed, and Rong Li said whatever she wanted.

He said, I don't want to. He added, I haven't smoked or drank recently.

She followed him: Then don't wear it.

He kissed her, turned on the water, and carried her into the bathtub.

A love affair till late at night.

After it was over, Xiao Jinghe was very tired. Rong Li felt at ease and was not sleepy at all. His phone kept flashing. He picked it up and dimmed the light.

[Rong Li is a dog who gets married early! 】

At a glance, it was obvious that Lu Qidong had just changed the name of this group chat. There were four people in the group, three of them, and Huo Yining, who had never made a fuss in ten thousand years.

The most handsome man in the universe is your brother Lu: Instead of using stars, can you use roses?