The rich and powerful: the devil's chief entangles the cute wife

Chapter 187 What is love?
"Leng Ran, you are too much..."

Zhou Sijie was so ashamed and indignant at what the man said, he clenched his fists and wanted to slam the man's handsome face, but he was coldly and quickly dodged, and then quickly threw Zhou Sijie to the ground heavily.

Kneeling down, a sneer sneered at the corner of his mouth: "Zhou Sijie, the reason why I didn't kill you before is because you are the younger brother in Mi Hui's heart, and I don't want to make her unhappy because of your death..."

"Send Young Master Zhou away..."

Facing Zhou Sijie's astonished look coldly, the corner of his mouth once again raised a touch of evil, and whispered to the bodyguard outside the door.

Zhou Sijie was completely pulled away from Mi Hui's apartment, and Leng Ran's words still echoed in his mind.

If Mi Hui didn't regard him as his younger brother in his heart, he would have killed himself a long time ago, just to prevent Mi Hui from being sad, his lips curled up, and a bitter smile appeared.

Zhou Sijie didn't know his position in Mi Hui's heart, but if he fell in love, he fell in love, so how could he care about his position in her heart.

……

early morning.

Seaside villa.

After all, Qin Ruoxue woke up from the nightmare, seeing the familiar scenery around her, Yan Tingxuan was beside her, Qin Ruoxue breathed a sigh of relief.

The time is 7 o'clock in the morning. It's a very strange day. I don't know why my biological clock is so early today!
In fact, Yan Tingxuan woke up very early, just saw Qin Ruoxue was extremely restless in his sleep, so he gently shook the woman's arm to wake her up.

"morning……"

"Well... good morning!"

Looking at the man's handsome appearance, Qin Ruoxue couldn't help but think of the lingering relationship between the two of them in the bathroom last night, couldn't help but her face flushed red, and took a deep breath.

Still got nothing, his eyes lightened, and he buried all his thousands of melancholy in his heart.

In fact, it doesn't matter, even if I can't smell anything, with Yan Tingxuan by my side, that sense of satisfaction still makes me feel extra at ease!

"Get up and have breakfast. An elder has passed away. We are going to attend her funeral..."

When he said these words, Yan Tingxuan's expression flickered a little unnaturally, carefully observing all Qin Ruoxue's reactions, seeing that the woman was still confused, he was relieved that he didn't have much emotion.

Qin Ruoxue felt a strange feeling in her heart, she felt something strange passing through her heart, she subconsciously stretched out her lotus arms to hug the man tightly.

"Yan Tingxuan...I feel a little cold..."

How about you hug me...

Qin Ruoxue didn't say these words, but expressed her thoughts with her own actions, inexplicably feeling a little cold in the heated room, and it was getting colder and colder.

There is an inexplicable flustered feeling running around in my heart, almost a feeling I can't find, it's hard to explain!
Yan Tingxuan hugged the woman in his arms vigorously, his expression was complicated, now he is like a blind man crossing a river, he can only try the depth of the water to move forward.

For all the signs and reactions of Qin Ruoxue, he was also groping bit by bit.

"it is good……"

……

After staying in the man's arms for a while, feeling warm, Qin Ruoxue's eyes were inexplicably moist, the corners of her mouth were raised, and her delicate face exuded a soft breath, and she whispered: "Yan Tingxuan, let's get up quickly, we are going to participate funeral……"

"it is good……"

……

Qin Ruoxue understood why the man prepared the black filial piety yesterday, and sat quietly on the car in the black filial piety, watching the changing scenery from the window, so her words came to her throat, but she couldn't say anything.

Dressed in black, the woman looks smaller and colder, while the man is aloof and cold.

Ah Jin was also dressed in black, and Qin Ruoxue vaguely remembered that all the servants in the villa were also dressed in black.

Such a big battle stimulated Qin Ruoxue to become inexplicably nervous, even sweating on the palms of his hands.

"Yan Tingxuan, do you know what a sense of security is?"

When she said this, Qin Ruoxue's eyes trembled slightly, her long hair was pulled up high, but her eyes wandered erratically, and she didn't even stay on Yan Tingxuan.

Yan Tingxuan's heart skipped a beat, he stretched out his big hand to gently hold the woman's small hand, and responded softly: "Huh?"

Qin Ruoxue looked at the man looking at her with burning eyes, and left in a trance, recalling the past, the color of her lips rose slightly.

"The sense of security is that when you are afraid and panicked, you can hold the hands of your loved ones..."

Speaking of this, Qin Ruoxue gently raised her tightly clasped hands with Yan Tingxuan, smiled at Yan Tingxuan, and continued to ask softly, "Yan Tingxuan, do you know what love is?"

Yan Tingxuan kept his eyes on the gentle woman in front of him, his black eyes slightly narrowed, full of concern.

"Love is when you are afraid and panicked, you hold the hands of your loved ones, but you don't choose to express your emotions because you don't want them to worry..."

"What is that deep love?"

Yan Tingxuan gently held the woman's small hand, put it on his lips and pecked it, waiting for the woman's answer.

"Deep love is that when you are afraid and panicked, you can hold the hand of your loved one, but you don't choose to hold it, because you are worried that you will hurt him when you are panicked..."

After saying this, strange tears glistened in Qin Ruoxue's almond eyes, she stretched out her little hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, secretly despising her own sentimentality.

"Pfft... I might be in a strange mood for attending the funeral today, Yan Tingxuan, I figured it out, after attending the funeral later, let's go to the nursing home to see my mother, um, I feel like I made her angry, I must beg Her forgiveness..."

Speaking of this, Qin Ruoxue smiled beautifully again, and the tears in her eyes made Yan Tingxuan's heart ache even more.

Her thin lips parted slightly, but she couldn't say anything!
Yan Tingxuan pursed his lips slightly, and gently brought the woman into his arms, his dark eyes rolled with intense emotion.

After a long time, he said softly, "Okay..."

……

The car stopped at the foot of the mountain. It was originally planned to be buried in the cemetery, but because Qin Shuang had a big wish in his life to see lavender, Yan Tingxuan specially purchased a mountain with his daughter, and planted the mountain with lavender.

The lavender flutters with the wind, and can replace herself and Qin Ruoxue to better accompany her mother.

The big hand tightly held the woman's small hand, wrapping around the woman's waist, for fear that Qin Ruoxue would feel too hard.

Although Mi Hui was reluctant in every possible way, she still came here with Leng Ran. After Leng Xiwen and Leng Jiayu had settled their children, they were already waiting at the foot of the mountain with lilies in their hands.

Feng Wei, Bai Lang, Ai Zuo and Di Qiu also all rushed over.

And Yan Jinghui, Yan Mumu and Shen Jingwen...

Qin Ruoxue's eyes trembled slightly, and she subconsciously looked at Yan Tingxuan, not knowing who was buried in this cemetery, and why her heart began to ache.

The tears in my eyes couldn't stop flowing down.

"Yan Tingxuan, why is there lavender here..."

Lavender is one of Qin Shuang's favorite plants. Qin Ruoxue is average, but because Qin Shuang loves it, she will use lavender as the main spice when she has nothing to do.

The cherry lips were trembling, Qin Ruoxue said with difficulty: "Yan Tingxuan, I found out that I don't need to take my mother to the farm, it's okay to come here..."

"Well, why don't we bring some lavender back when we go back?"

The more Qin Ruoxue looked like this, the dull pain in Yan Tingxuan's heart became severe, and he tore open a huge opening abruptly, with a glint of darkness in his black eyes, he said softly: "Okay..."

"Why don't we pick some now and give them to the deceased aunt..."

Yan Tingxuan opened his mouth tentatively, and gently tried to wipe away the tears from the corners of the woman's eyes with his big hands, but found that he couldn't do so, and his eyes became darker and darker.

After thinking for a long time, Qin Ruoxue raised her almond eyes with difficulty, and said in a low voice, "Okay..."

……

(End of this chapter)