love after marriage

Chapter 164

Wang Xiaoyu was determined to go, so Yu Qianqian would not say anything more. If it were her, she would probably do the same!So, she held up an umbrella and accompanied Wang Xiaoyu to the gate of the campus, and then told Wang Xiaoyu who was about to get in the car: "Xiaoyu, don't worry, after so much, your dead eunuch is Who, don’t you know? He’s hiding it, there must be his reasons. Look at Song Kaiyang, he arrived in the afternoon, didn’t he not contact me? So, you... Don’t be suspicious, go home Don't quarrel with him, ask about the situation before talking."

She didn't want to be suspicious, but her mind just couldn't control her, and she wanted to think wildly.Wang Xiaoyu nodded at Yu Qianqian and gave a "hmm" before getting into the car.Suspicion is suspicion, but she will not argue with him, she will calmly give him a chance to explain.

In order to go back as soon as possible, Wang Xiaoyu didn't take the slow bus, but hired a taxi and headed for the city quickly.There were few cars at night, and it was only 09:30 when she rushed back to Ye's house by Jinghu Lake.

Pushing open the door, Wang Xiaoyu's dark eyes quickly turned to the empty living room.It seemed that everything was still the same, as it was when she came back last week.

After glancing at the luxurious hall, she quickly ran upstairs, and sure enough, the dead eunuch came back!
When she left home that day, the bed was made neatly, but at this moment, the big bed was in a mess, and his clothes were messily thrown on the sofa next to it.Obviously, these clothes were taken off by him in the shower the day before yesterday. He has this habit of taking off his clothes here every time before going to the bathroom naked.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoyu was in a complicated mood.The husband has been home for several days, but hides his whereabouts from his wife. Can this wife not feel complicated?
Now, the social atmosphere is not good, there are so many mistresses and cheating around, and it is even more unsurprising that those powerful people keep a few mistresses and mistresses.

He is not Song Kaiyang, because of his occupation, sometimes he will hide his whereabouts from his wife.But why would he do this?If he did this, besides having a woman outside, what else could it be?

This person, you can't have suspicion in your heart. Once you have suspicion, you will follow the suspicion and make up random thoughts. Now, Wang Xiaoyu is like this.

After she was so suspicious, the more she thought about it, the more she felt it was possible; the more she thought about it, the more painful it was in her chest.Before she knew it, her pretty cheeks were covered with crystal clear tears.

She was anxious, and walked back and forth in the room for a while, and then she was tired. In order to force herself to stop thinking about it, she turned on the computer and planned to play games while waiting for him.However, in this state, how could she still have the mind to play games, and within a few minutes, the computer was turned off by her.

After taking a shower, she picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and checked the time. It was exactly eleven o'clock at this time. At first, she wanted to call him, but Wang Xiaoyu didn't hold back and called him anyway. In the end, it was still shutting down .

In her memory, the dead eunuch's mobile phone has always been connected. Could it be that at this time, he is...

Pooh!I bother!She is really crazy, thinking about something indiscriminately, it is forbidden to think about it again, why did it start again?Annoyed at herself, she stretched out her hand, angrily turned off the headlights in the room, and then hurried downstairs again.

After a while, the dead eunuch should be back, and she wanted to see him right away.

She took a pillow and nestled her petite body into the big and wide sofa in the living room. Before her mother passed away, she used to sit here and watch TV with the elderly, uncles and aunts, but now... …

Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoyu unconsciously looked at the three portraits placed next to the TV.The three people in the portrait were so kind and kind before, but at this moment, they looked at her with smiles, and under the dim light of the wall lamp in the living room, they all seemed to have a faint green and terrifying light.

Wang Xiaoyu couldn't help shivering, and a dense layer of goose bumps appeared all over her body.So she quickly cast her gaze out the window.Although, she does not believe in ghosts in the world; even though she knows that even if there are ghosts, the three elders who love her deeply in front of her will only bless her and pray for her, but there is no reason for it, she still feels terrible and terrible .This is also the reason why she has been reluctant to stay in the living room since their death.

In fact, her fear and fear couldn't be more normal. For a girl under 20 years old, even if no one in the family has died, just guarding such a big empty house in the middle of the rainy night is enough to make her hair stand on end .

The sky outside the window was dark, and the sound of rain never stopped. Occasionally, there would be a sudden flash and muffled thunder, which aggravated Wang Xiaoyu's sense of fear.She buried her head in the pillow, closed her eyes, forced herself not to look, and ordered herself not to think about anything, just wait for him to come back wholeheartedly.

Gradually, her brain entered a state of confusion, but subconsciously, she still pricked up her ears to listen to the sound outside the door.

It was past twelve o'clock when Ye Baihan was sent home by Song Kaiyang's men.He said that he hadn't been in places like discos and karaoke halls for at least five or six years. He didn't know whether it was because of drinking tonight, or after killing Buson, his tense nerves were relaxed and he rarely let go. He, together with Song Kaiyang and Wu Xinyi, had a great time, and he felt as if he had returned to his carefree college days.

So when he got out of the car, he was still excited, raised his arms with Song Kaiyang, and rushed into the house in the heavy rain.

Wang Xiaoyu on the sofa seemed to be waking up from a dream, when she was startled by the sound of the door lock turning suddenly, she opened her eyes and looked towards the door of the living room.With the door pushed open, there was a gust of cool wind, and then a tall and burly figure appeared in the dim entrance.

"Husband!" At the moment when she saw the dead eunuch, all doubts and suspicions were gone to hell. Wang Xiaoyu only knew that the man she had been looking forward to and missing for a long time was back!With a shout of joy, the little body jumped up from the sofa, and then ran forward with bare feet without thinking, "Husband! Hehe... woo..."

She was smiling with joy at first, and then smiled and laughed. For some reason, her laughter was accompanied by the sound of crying. She ran over and jumped, and her hands tightly clung to his neck, and her two The slender legs wrapped around his waist tightly.In this way, like an octopus, Wang Xiaoyu hung her small body on the tall and strong body that was slightly wet.

"Little thing, why are you at home?!" Ye Baihan never dreamed that his little baby was at home right now.He held the person who was rushing over, his lips were very excited, he pecked and sucked her rosy little face, how excited and joyful he was like that.

"Giggle, hubby... woo..." His kiss gave Wang Xiaoyu a real touch. Under his kiss, tears of joy and a bright smile hung on her pretty face. .Hehe... Woooo... This is not a dream, he is back, he is really back!
"Oh, little thing, miss me!" Ye Baihan was trembling all over, muttering emotionally, pecked her hard, and after sucking, his lips were mixed with the smell of wine and Her familiar, faint tobacco scent stopped on her sweet cherry lips.Then, with a sudden turn, the person hanging on him was firmly controlled between him and the wall.

In this way, the two people who were tortured by longing and longing burned completely once they embraced each other.

In the dimly lit room, there was the sound of clothes falling to the ground, and the sound of each other's unbearable panting. Ye Baihan put his love and longing for his little wife into practical actions.

God knows how much he missed her!
And this way is the most direct between husband and wife, the most able to relieve the thirst and pain caused by longing, and it is also the most direct way of expressing his love for her.

(End of this chapter)