Fake show is real: Wrong Love Bo Liang Chief

After coming out from Xie Jin's place, the two of them got on the car and went back to Leyi Community without rushing. Wen Jili took Qin Jing to Bihai for dinner, and Wen Jili ordered Qin Jing's favorite dishes on weekdays.

During the meal, the two of them ate very silently. Except for Wen Jili who occasionally consulted her about the dishes during the ordering process, the two of them didn't talk much, they were quiet and silent all the time.

Except for the first time they met, she and Wen Jili had never had such a low and depressing atmosphere when eating. They were sitting next to each other, within reach, but they felt as if they were far away from each other.

So clear, so cold, so polite.

Facing the chef's carefully crafted dishes in front of him, Qin Jing put down his chopsticks after taking a few mouthfuls. In this situation, he really lost his appetite.As soon as she put down the chopsticks, Wen Jili, who had been silent all this time, looked up at her and asked, "The food is not to your liking?"

Qin Jing took a sip from the water glass, shook his head when he put the glass down, and replied, "No appetite."

Wen Jili picked up a clean empty bowl, filled a bowl of gruel and placed it in front of Qin Jing, "Can't eat, have some porridge, huh?"

Hearing his familiar nasal questioning tone, Qin Jing took a deep breath to make himself feel less uncomfortable before raising his head, "Do you have anything to say to me?"

"Let's talk after eating." Wen Jili didn't respond directly, put the spoon in Qin Jing's hand and held it, and said a simple monosyllable, "Eat."

Glancing at Wen Jili, the concern in his pupils was absorbed by her, Qin Jing nodded slightly, took the soup spoon, ignoring the warmth of his palms when his hands touched, bowed his head silently, and squeezed his mouth. Porridge.

The porridge was indeed easier to eat than meals. Thinking of the child in his belly, Qin Jing reluctantly ate two bowls.And Wen Jili put down his chopsticks when she just ate the second bowl of porridge, just watched her eat quietly, and then, with a slightly forceful attitude, asked her to drink another bowl of soup before giving up.

When the waiter came in to clean up the food, in front of the two of them, only the tea set for making tea was left. The boiling water in the kettle was bubbling under the burning of the small charcoal stove, and the steam flowed down the spout. Spraying up, the box has a somewhat leisurely and elegant atmosphere.

"Let's talk." Knowing Wen Jili's cold temper, Qin Jing held his warm water glass and spoke lightly.

"How are you doing recently?" Looking at Qin Jing's profile, Wen Jili asked without answering.

Qin Jing raised his head and smiled at him, and replied relaxedly, "It's pretty good, eat well, sleep well, and exercise well."

After the words fell behind, the two returned to silence again. Wen Jili didn't answer, and Qin Jing didn't ask any more questions.

It's just that the atmosphere in this box is covered in darkness, it seems that the hot steam from the spout of the pot is covering the tops of the two people's heads, making people depressing, and it is difficult to take a breath.

"Is it hard to tell the reason why you regret the marriage?" After a long time, Qin Jing, who finally knew that Wen Jili would not speak, looked up at Wen Jili and asked calmly.

Wen Jili was suffocated for a moment, Qingya's face turned slightly cold, and he pursed his lips, "The matter is still being confirmed. Qin Jing, give me a little time, when the time comes, I will put everything in front of you."

Hearing Wen Jili's answer, Qin Jing twitched the corners of his lips and raised a slight arc, a little self-deprecating, but also a little sarcastic, looking at Wen Jili with a half-smile, and raised one corner of his mouth bitterly.

"This answer is really unexpected. The matter has not been confirmed yet. Heh~~"

The last word "heh" expresses the endless sadness in Qin Jing's heart.

Before the matter is confirmed, you can regret the marriage in public. Is it because I, Qin Jing, don't hold enough place in your heart, or do you, Wen Jili, have more important things than me and the children?

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PS: Repeat again, the main text will end at the end of the month.As for the extra episode, it depends on your requirements.