Fake show is real: Wrong Love Bo Liang Chief

In the end, the worried voice of the servant who was also left behind came from behind, "It's cold outside, come in to warm up your body. Look at Madam's figure, she looks like someone who is pregnant with a child."

Hearing this, Qin Jing's hand touched her abdomen, where a little life connected to her blood was being conceived, her heart gradually warmed up, she turned her head and smiled and nodded to the kind aunt, "Yeah."

Going back to the sofa and sitting down, she saw that there seemed to be a photo album next to the coffee table. She smiled and said to the aunt who was still tidying up, "Auntie, I'm hungry, can I trouble you to come to the kitchen and cook a bowl of noodles for me? Just now When my husband received the call and found out that Xiao Chi was ill, he hurried over, and I didn't have time to finish the supper I was eating."

Auntie gave her hands a pause as she packed her things. She didn't seem to expect that Wen Jili and her were husband and wife. She was puzzled for a while and then nodded, "Madam, please wait a moment, I'll make you a bowl of noodles right away."

Qin Jing thanked her with a smile. She picked up the photo album on the coffee table and looked at the cover. She knew that it must be in France, the time between Luo Yi and Wen Jili, a beautiful trace of the years she had never participated in. [

The photo album is a bit old, and the pages are slightly wrinkled. It seems that this photo album should be turned over frequently, so there are such traces.

Women are very strange. On the one hand, they don’t want to know the sweet things about their husbands and former women, for fear of being sad; It must be astringent, but still stubborn and unyielding.

Qin Jing held the photo album in her hand for a long time. She only stared at the cover. When her aunt brought out the noodles, she hadn't turned a page. Seeing the photo album in her hand, her aunt explained with a smile, "This Ms. Mu often flips through the photo album. Sometimes she sheds tears when she looks at it."

Qin Jing just smiled and didn't reply. He picked up the bowl of noodles and waved in front of Auntie, "Thank you Auntie."

The aunt put another glass of milk and a glass of warm water in front of her, "After eating the noodles, madam, drink another glass of milk, and finally sizzle with boiling water."

Qin Jing thanked everyone with a smile.

After drinking the milk and taking a sip, Qin Jing curled up in a corner of the sofa, facing the enviously beautiful photo of Wen Jili and Luo Yi, she hugged her arms.

The aunt felt pitiful when she saw it, "Ma'am, do you want to watch TV? The Spring Festival Gala should not be over yet?" When the aunt was about to get the remote control, Qin Jing shook her head with a smile, "My husband just said that he would watch the replay with me tomorrow." !"

Auntie didn't force her, she continued to tidy up the sofa and coffee table that Wen Xichi had just messed up, Qin Jing curled up on the sofa for a long time, the wall clock on the wall was ticking.

She picked up that photo album, put it down again, picked it up again, put it down again, and in the end, she still took it over and put it on her knees, flipping through the pages, looking at the photos, and recording the past between [her] and him ...

When Wen Jili entered the door, what he saw was Qin Jing curled up on the sofa wrapped in a blanket, holding a photo album, leaning on the back of the sofa, sleeping with his eyes closed.

Calm and sad.

Auntie looked at Wen Jili staring at Qin Jing and stopped walking, and she explained beside her.

"Just now I asked my wife if I wanted to call a car to take her back. My wife said that she wanted to see how long it would take her husband to remember this time. He forgot her again and left her alone. People. As a result, Madam fell asleep while waiting."