warm marriage sweet love

Chapter 70

Not only is his character poor, but his gambling quality is also extremely poor.

Seeing that she was silent, Xia Yuhan thought she was still worried, and quickly comforted her: "I will warn the people around me not to let them reveal a word, and Yang Xiaorui will never know." He still can't sever ties with Yang Xiaorui , I can only hide it from her first, but this sneaky feeling makes Yi Youxia very uncomfortable, feeling like a groundhog, hiding under the ground and not being able to see the light.

"Yuhan." She lowered her head and moved her fingers subconsciously on the side of the bed, "Paper can't contain fire, and our frequent meetings will eventually arouse suspicion and dissatisfaction between Yang Xiaorui and the Yang family. If your father knows I won't be happy, you still focus on Bella now, we have a long time to come."

He frowned, the corners of his eyes were sad, and his lips were filled with sorrow: "If I lose you, what's the point of me getting Bella?"

She raised her eyelashes, her eyes gleamed faintly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "I won't run away."

"He's going to take you away." His breathing became heavy, and there was a look that bordered on fear on his face.

She was silent, raised her head thoughtfully, her eyes passed through the glass window, and stopped at the clouds in the sky, where there seemed to be a shadow wandering around, trying to tell her something.As if evading, she blinked her eyes and turned her eyes back, "I have no relationship with him, he is just my...roommate." Her voice was low and weak, and she felt that she and Rong Zhenye should get drunk She told him the registration matter exactly, but after struggling a few times, she swallowed again. It took her a lot of strength just to say these few words.

A little starlight flew into Xia Yuhan's eyes and turned into a bright light that shone brightly, making his entire face brighten up, "Really?"

"Yeah." She nodded, the corners of her mouth curled up, and she squeezed out a faint smile, but there was no warmth in that smile, with a bit of melancholy and sourness, almost sad, "He has a girlfriend, they are childhood sweethearts, and they are very good , Very good!" It was so good that no one could be tolerated, especially her, who was killed halfway and got in the way.

Xia Yuhan smiled, the smile reflected and compared with hers, it looked so bright, cheerful, and warm, "You should have told me earlier, you don't know how worried I am, I can't eat well every day, and I can't sleep well. "

She swallowed, washed away all the inexplicable and delicate emotions in her heart, stood up, and poured him a big bowl of bone soup, "Can we have a good meal now?"

"I have soup every day, so happy." His warm and soft voice soothed her heart.

Pushing the bed up, he brought the soup into his hand, he took a sip, and sighed with satisfaction and happiness: "The person who can marry you as his wife must be the happiest person in the world, and that person can only be the happiest person in the world." I."

He spoke softly, and his charming smile was as bright as the sun, gently brushing away the haze in her heart.

She didn't lose anything, her male god, the man she liked and admired for five years, was by her side, his heart belonged to her, and she only had him in her heart!
After finishing the soup, she peeled an orange.

He crossed his arms across his chest and smiled slyly: "You feed me!"

She was slightly taken aback, and two blushes floated on her cheeks: "Your hand is not hurt!" She murmured shyly.

"The soup was served just now, but it was sour." He showed a shameless gesture.

She pursed her lips, gave him a coquettish look, broke off an orange slice, and brought it to his mouth.

A low cough came from the door, abruptly interrupting the sweet air in the room.

Yi Youxia turned her head, touched a pair of eyes that were as sharp as sharp knives, and immediately jumped up like needle pricks.

(End of this chapter)