The Beauty of Trial Marriage

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update for a hundred days of trial marriage: the latest chapters from my husband!Li Nan smiled noncommitantly, "I think Qian Mo is not happy now."

"What do you... mean?"

"Ye Zi'an is too proud and conceited, about the same as Xiang Heng back then, thinking Qian Mo loves him, it is a lasting love. Has he ever thought that any small misunderstanding will not be explained, and in the end it will accumulate and become big Question." Li Nan opened the door and scanned the man in the main seat of the private room, "He is doing this, just consuming Qian Mo's feelings for him."

Mu Qingzi was taken aback, and suddenly smiled, "You said that, you want me to remind Zi'an? Aren't you from Xiang Heng?" He looked sideways at his faintly smiling eyes, "You mean to say, If this continues, Qian Mo will leave sooner or later?"

"Xiang Heng is my friend, you are still my wife." If something happens to Ye Zi'an and Ling Qianmo, he thinks she will react faster than him to intervene, "Qianmo has high requirements for marriage, although I don't I know why she married Ye Zi'an in the first place, but I think, apart from the obvious reasons, she probably thinks that Ye Zi'an is not without feelings for her."

Sometimes, however, women's sensitivity is beyond the imagination of men, especially Ling Qianmo.

The man turned his head and took Haruko Mu's hand, "Qianmo's requirements for the purity of feelings absolutely exceed all of you's imagination."

Otherwise, how could she know that Xia Xueying liked Xiang Heng and then quit, and she would just turn around when she knew Xia Xueying came back.

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Ye Zi'an returned home, it was already one o'clock in the morning.

The bedroom light went out as expected, Ye Zi'an stood at the door, pulled the corner of his lips, sneered coldly, and then opened the door to enter.

Perhaps it was a woman who was afraid of waking up to sleep, so she put her feet very lightly, and the light only turned on the side where he usually sleeps.

Although it is dim, you can see the situation in the bedroom at a glance.

The bed was neat and tidy, and there was no trace of movement. When suddenly thinking of her disappearance after leaving the hospital, the man's brows frowned.

"Qin Ma, Qin Ma..."

Hearing the voice, the servant came out wearing his coat, "Sir, what happened?"

"Where is the wife?"

"Madam?" The servant was puzzled. "Didn't the wife rest in the bedroom?"

She answered a phone call during dinner, and although her face was not so good, she still went upstairs after dinner alone, and never came down since.

The man frowned more fiercely, turned around and went upstairs again.

This time, the door of the study was opened, and there was still no light, but the computer screen glowed dimly, covering the woman who had fallen asleep curled up on the large leather chair.

I don't know if it's because of the light from the screen, her face looks pale, and her eyebrows are also particularly tired.

Ye Zi'an walked over, and when he leaned over to hug her, his elbow accidentally touched the computer's touchpad, and the screen suddenly lit up. A web link was placed across the center of the screen.

After just one glance, the man's brow knotted at the center of his brow.

Ling Qianmo woke up naturally when he slept in a chair, but when Ye Zi'an hugged him like this, he opened his eyes to see him, then closed again, and said lightly, "You are back."

"Well, it's late, I will send you back to sleep."

"it is good."

The man hugged her back to the bedroom and was about to put her on the bed. The woman suddenly said in his arms, "No, I'll take a shower first."

"Sleep." When she said that she was going to take a bath, her tone and expression were faintly mocking, and the man clearly understood the meaning behind her words.

So she thought he brought her back, just because of that stuff?!

Ling Qianmo didn't speak, jumped out of his arms, took his pajamas from the closet and went into the bathroom.

Behind him, the man pulled the corner of his mouth again, looked at the closed bathroom door, and began to undress.

Since she was so speculating, should he take the opportunity to satisfy her malice.

After washing out, Ling Qianmo tied her long hair into a ball head. He saw the man wearing a white shirt and a navy blue sweater, which made the person who was originally indifferent and indifferent had a gentle taste.

She only glanced at it, then turned her head and said, "You go wash, I smell alcohol on your body, do you want to make you a cup of sober tea?"

"Why, don't you sleep without sobering up?"

The woman's eyes opened, then closed again, and finally stood by the bed and faintly said, "Whatever you want, I will sleep first."

After finishing speaking, he really opened the quilt and lay down, leaning on his side, facing the man with his back.

The man stood in silence for a while, then raised his foot. Ling Qianmo could feel his gaze falling on him all the time. Hearing the sound of his walking, he buried his face in the pillow, not wanting to see him.

The man stretched his finger, pinched her jaw and forced her face to come, "Just want to divorce me, eh?"

He didn't come back for dinner all night, so she read posts about divorce on the Internet.

"Yes." Ling Qianmo opened his eyes and said softly.

"But what should I do, Qian Qian, I don't want to let you go."

"Then how do you...will you let me go?" The woman gently closed her eyes.

"I don't want anything." The man let go of her face and tucked the quilt for her. "Shuan Qian, stop trying to provoke me and say you want to leave me. I said that you are Mrs. Ye, and you will always be. "

Ling Qianmo's hands hidden under the quilt were clenched into fists, and his black and white eyes stared at him unsuccessfully. After a while, he smiled coldly, "Ye Zi'an, won't you be tired like this?"

He tied a woman who wanted to get a divorce by her side, and she also had a woman who wanted to marry him.

Her hand came out of the quilt, and Wen Liang's fingertips touched his eyebrows, "Look at you, young and promising, handsome and handsome, and generous to women, and her personality... is OK, even if there are some flaws. Can't stop your own eight-meter light effect and aura. There must be many women crying and shouting that they want to marry you. Why do you have to tie me?"

"Look, I'm not gentle, considerate, or well-behaved, especially my heart is really not tolerant at all. I can't tolerate your betrayal a little bit, but you can't control yourself, what should I do?" She laughed After a moment, the emotions in his eyes were deeply hidden, "So, is the divorce okay? I'm tired, Ye Zi'an, really."

Always have to guess his mind, always have to withstand all kinds of inexplicable pressure, always have to worry that one day another woman will stand up and tell her that she is happy with Ye Zi'an and let her abdicate and let her be virtuous.

The most important thing is, what is she doing in this position, this man doesn't love her at all?

A marriage that doesn’t love, hasn’t she seen the result?

Whether it is the woman herself or the accidental product of the marriage, she is not to be seen, and she does not want to continue her tragedy.

I thought it was OK.

But the facts once again told her that it was a delusion after all.