It makes sense to grab a marriage: don't mess with the savage wife

Chapter 227 Who's Who's Tribulation

Chapter 227 Who's Who's Tribulation (4)

It was only then that she remembered that the mobile phones of the two of them were the couple's mobile phones that Song Qingyi bought not long ago.

I saw Song Qingyi put the two mobile phones in his hands, looked at them carefully for a while, and didn't know what he was looking at, and then put the two mobile phones in a cabinet.

Then drove the car forward again.

Yu Chiguang watched his series of movements without even looking away, just to see if he was angry.

Then, she found that he was really lifeless, almost emotionless, and drove forward as if he didn't see her.
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Until returning home, Song Qingyi didn't say a word to her, but went into the kitchen silently to cook.

When Yu Chiguang sat at the dining table, he realized that Song Qingyi was cooking all her favorite dishes, and her hand froze, but she didn't stretch it out for a long time.

Song Qing put the food into Yu Chiguang's bowl without raising his eyes, and then ate silently with his head down.

Finally, when she saw that the rice in front of him was about to bottom out, she couldn't help it anymore.

"Why aren't you angry?" Yu Chiguang temporarily put An Xianxian aside, and looked at Song Qingyi seriously.

Song Qing gave a hand to Wen Yan, and then spoke slowly, without any emotion in his tone: "Why are you angry?"

"..." Yu Chiguang was at a loss for words for a while, and was a little speechless by his question.

What should she say, because usually he would be angry because of her little things.

In the end, Yu Chiguang shook his head: "No." Then he lowered his head and went to eat.

But Song Qingyi felt that he lost his appetite, put down his chopsticks, got up and went upstairs.

Yu Chiguang listened to the footsteps getting farther and farther behind him, stuffed a few mouthfuls indiscriminately, and then lost his appetite.

After touching her pocket, she remembered that her own mobile phone had been thrown out and smashed by herself before.

That was something Song Qingyi bought for her.

Song Qingyi bought her a lot of things, and many of them were lost or damaged by her. Every time Song Qingyi found out, she felt justified.

However, this time, she felt a little panicked.

She ate a few mouthfuls of food indiscriminately by herself, then threw away the chopsticks, didn't bother to clean up the dinner plate, and went upstairs.

She wanted to take a look at Song Qingyi, otherwise she would always feel flustered.

When she opened the study room, she didn't see Song Qingyi's figure. She was stunned for a while, and after a second thought, she walked towards the bedroom.

After opening the bedroom door, she first looked around, but she didn't see anyone. Finally, when her eyes fell on the bed, she saw an arched ball on the bed.

It turns out here.

She walked in, closed the door gently behind her back, and then walked slowly towards the bed. The person on the bed was motionless, as if she was asleep.

But Yu Chiguang felt that it was not so fast.

She walked to the head of the bed, only to see Song Qing with his eyes tightly closed and his jaw tensed. She looked at him in a trance.

Today, as long as he appears in her sight, his jaw seems to be tense. Are you angry?What are you still holding back?
She has calmed down a lot now, and thinking carefully, Song Qingyi's words are also reasonable, but she was so angry at the time that she couldn't listen to it at all.

However, that was the An Xian Xian she had known since she was a child, how could she calm down?

How sad it would be to be betrayed by the person you trust the most.

"Try again..."

Yu Xinguang was caught in his own thoughts, startled by the sudden voice.

Looking down, he saw Song Qingyi's open eyes, and his...hand on his face.

When did she stretch out her hand, and when did she put her hand on Song Qingyi's face...

(End of this chapter)

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