After that day, Yan Jing began to seek reconciliation in a textbook style.

He checked and used all the online methods, but every time, Ling Qingxuan used it on him.

Instead, he liked Aya Qingxuan more and more, and he had no intention of working and just wanted to stay by her side.

Mother Yan's first sentence every day when he waited for him to come back was, "Girl Ling hasn't come back yet?"

Ling Qingxuan's room has always been cleaned up by her.

Yan Jing nodded, and sat quietly on the sofa, biting the apple bit by bit.

His wife asked him to eat more fruit at ordinary times.

"Jing'er, isn't the girl living outside now, she didn't let you in and sit?"

Yan Jing shook his head.

He sat up suddenly, wondering if Chu Yun had ever entered her house.

Or is there someone else in her family?

Yan Jing couldn't sit still, Yan's mother kept watching his actions, suddenly remembered the scene on TV, and suggested, "Jing'er, why don't you run away from home?"

Yan Jing: ? ? ? Is this what my mother said?

"I think it's good, sir, don't bring anything. Don't need your wallet, cell phone or car. It's better to keep your body tattered, so as to arouse sympathy." Dr. Chu was lying on the railing upstairs, with a gentle smile in his eyes. .

"Jing'er, why don't you try it?" Mother Yan thought seriously.

It is said that people in love have zero IQ. Yan Jing feels that his IQ is still online, but why does he think their ideas are reasonable and implementable.

...

When Ling Qingxuan came home from get off work, she saw Yan Jing who was squatting downstairs in deep thought.

If it wasn't for zz's reminder, she might have just walked over.

Mr. Tangtang squatted in the corner, looking downcast and funny.

"Yan Jing, why are you here?"

Hearing the figure of the little girl, Yan Jing got up and sneezed just as he was about to speak.

He didn't wear his coat either, and his thin shirt couldn't resist the cold night air at all.

He looked at Ling Qingxuan, "Mother, she has returned to her hometown, and the servants are not there. I don't have my keys, wallet, and mobile phone with me. Can you take me in for a few days?"

He memorized Dr. Chu's words perfectly.

When necessary, strong men also show weakness.

Ling Qingxuan's face was indifferent, and she objectively commented: "You can go to the company and take a look."

And generally speaking, doesn't the president have several properties under his name? Just pick one and live in it.

"The company..." Yan Jing's voice choked, "The company is locked at this time."

The door of the house was just above, and Yan Jing almost had a sign hanging on his body, asking for shelter.

The upright little girl took out the card from her wallet, "Go to the hotel and sleep, see you tomorrow?"

How bad is it for a single girl to let a big man in.

Although her force value is online, she is still a delicate little girl.

zz: ? ? ?

Ling Qingxuan wanted to turn around, but her wrist was pulled, and the man's voice was aggrieved: "Aren't you willing to even take me in now?"

"One day husband and one hundred days, when you took care of me, my feeling was not fake, dear, it was all my fault before, so I am willing to make up for it, you...give me a chance and let me get close to you, okay? "

'You can refuse my liking, but you cannot stop my liking. ’

Ling Qingxuan suddenly remembered this sentence for some reason, she walked up silently, Yan Jing saw her agreement in her eyes, and immediately followed.

Aya Qingxuan's single apartment is very single, basically like an empty house, only a bed in the room and things on the table show that someone has lived there.

There is no smell of fireworks here, it is more like a scenic spot.

Yan Jing took a closer look. Not only could he not sleep on the sofa, but he also had no floor to play.

"Dear, have you had dinner yet?"

Ling Qingxuan put down the bag and took out the bread from it, "I'm about to eat it."

Her eyes moved slightly and she beckoned, "Come and eat together."

The bread was divided into two. Yan Jing had seen from before that she liked to eat it, and she had also sent a lot to her company before.

There was only the sound of the pair chewing in the room, and Yan Jing stopped.

"Did I treat you very badly before?"

Ling Qingxuan remembered what happened to the original owner, shook her head and said, "It's normal for a man to put his career first and be aggressive."

Just as Yan Jing wanted to nod his head in agreement, he heard the little girl continue: "So you are not suitable for marriage for the time being."

Otherwise, marrying a wife is like an ornament at home. Although it has status, it is just as transparent and dispensable.

"The company's affairs are almost settled, and I won't be the same as before. You can supervise me."

Yan Jing took her hand seriously and said, "Wife, if I haven't woken up and the time for the divorce agreement is up, will you leave?"

"Will not."

This seat will accompany you in a vegetative state for the rest of your life.

Yan Jing smiled and said: "So, even if you like others in the future and don't want me, I will only identify you as one."

[System prompt: The current favorability of the villain Yan Jing is 95. 】

...

Yan Jing finally managed to stay on Ling Qingxuan's bed. He slept well and didn't dare to cross the line at all.

I'm afraid that the good impression I just left on my wife will be gone.

"Come here, the quilt is leaking."

Single apartment, so there is only one quilt.

Come closer, this is the wife's order, Yan Jing moved a little, then moved a little more.

In Ling Qingxuan's view, this slow move was like a snail, and the little girl took the initiative to take him directly into his arms.

"Yan Jing, do you really want to remarry?"

"Think!" He was thinking about it in his dreams, and the monitor perfectly recorded his dreams.

"Okay, just a little while longer."

Yan Jing didn't dare to ask more questions, his mind was full of barrages that his wife said it was okay.

He reached out and hugged Ling Qingxuan, "Okay!"

He had prepared all the preparations in advance, just waiting for Ling Qingxuan's order.

When Ling Qingxuan slept until the middle of the night, she was about to be strangled to death, she kicked over and was held by the man.

"What if you kick me out, my lord."

Only the moonlight shone into the room, just shining in the man's eyes.

It was billions of stars shining brightly at the same time.

The little girl's voice was like a breeze, "Then change it."

"I don't allow it." The man clasped her fingers and foreheads against her, "You can only have me."

"So greedy."

"No, it's concentration." The man's warm lips kissed her eyes, and his voice was vague, but it conveyed to her heart, "I'm only interested in you, and I wish you the same."

Aya Qingxuan seemed to know him again.

Such domineering, paranoid, subverted his previous evaluation of forbearance.

"So you wanted to trap me when I didn't want to?"

The little girl's cold eyes suddenly flashed cold light, "Feng Jue, do you think this seat will really listen to zz's words and regard the first world as an intern plane?"

Something, on this silent night, was broken.