exclusive ex-wife

Chapter 409 One Word, One Marriage 15
Chapter 490 Two: One Word, One Marriage 15
In fact, it's not just today's noon, when Long Lifei lived in Mingzheng before, he also specially instructed Qingfeng not only to take care of Yan'er's taste, but also to have Qingcheng's taste, not to be too bland.

He didn't realize it before, until last night you ate a few bites of vegetables and then put down the tableware. He suddenly realized that when you lived in Mingzheng Residence, most of what you ate belonged to your wife's taste, and you rarely touched light dishes.

If Qingfeng hadn't mentioned it, Ye Qingcheng wouldn't have noticed. She remembered that Long Lifei used to eat, which was basically vegetarian, and basically didn't touch heavy oil and salt. Slowly began to eat oily dishes.

Could it be that because of himself, his taste in food has changed, because of himself, he can eat better than usual?
But what kind of logic is this?

She is not a Jianweixiaoshi tablet, nor is she an appetizer!

Ye Qingcheng returned to the room, lying on the bed, eyes closed, Qingfeng's words were still echoing in her mind over and over again.

"Your Excellency and Mrs. Mingxi went to the United States, and Miss Yan married to Country A, leaving you alone. I believe you can see more clearly than I do how difficult your Excellency has been through these years. I know that you are going to marry him , I am really happy for your Excellency. But you left after you married your Excellency. You have been away for two years. You have not mentioned a word, but you have taken care of every detail for your wife. Not every man has this kind of heart. It can be done. You have never said anything about everything you have done for the people around you for so many years, and you have silently endured everything. Such a person is prone to self-suffering."

Some things, Qingfeng didn't say anything, she could see clearly, some things, Qingfeng said, but made her feel even more mixed feelings.

Deep in his heart, the resurgent love has sprouted green shoots, and he has slowly longed for a place in his heart.

Even if it's just a corner, I'm satisfied.

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The dinner was very silent, and even when taking medicine, Ye Qingcheng didn't linger, complaining again and again, and simply swallowed the pills and drank a glass of warm water.

Long Lifei told her to go to bed early, because he still had work to do.

"That. Long Lifei." Ye Qingcheng got up, stood where he was, and looked at his delighted and desolate back.

Long Lifei stopped and looked back at her.

"I slept too much during the day, and now I can't sleep. It's boring to be alone in the room. Can I come to your study to play? I promise I won't disturb your work!" Ye Qingcheng spoke softly, raising her hand weakly to promise that she had no confidence , because she is an active person.

Long Lifei frowned and hesitated for a few seconds, but finally agreed.

Ye Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief, quickly followed him, walked behind him, and followed him to the study.

"You do what you want." Long Lifei said lightly, sat down in front of the desk, and started to deal with some mails that had to be dealt with.

Ye Qingcheng looked around the study room, walked slowly to the sofa and sat down. There was a box of chess under the tea table. She was bored, so she took it and played chess with herself, having a great time.

While Long Lifei was working, he glanced at her from the corner of his eye. Seeing her entertaining herself, a smile flashed across her dark eyes, and she paused for a few seconds, concentrating on her work.

When he looked up again, the wall clock on the wall had reached 11:30, and Ye Qingcheng who was on the sofa was tired from playing at some point, picked up a book, and fell asleep.

"Ah Qing. Ah Qing." Long Lifei squatted in front of her and called her softly. Why didn't he know to go back to his room to sleep when he was sleepy? !
Ye Qingcheng quietly moved the eyelashes covering her eyes a few times, her thin lips parted slightly, and her voice was indistinct: "Don't make noise..."

Long Lifei knew that she didn't like to be disturbed when she was sleeping, so she had no choice but to avoid her wound, carefully hugged her in her arms, got up and walked out of the room.

Ye Qingcheng curled up in his arms like a cat, quiet and obedient, her breath sprayed on his white shirt as if nothing, and permeated his skin through the thin material, lazy and warm.

Worried that she would wake her up, she walked very slowly. After passing the corridor, she walked all the way to the bedroom. Many servants saw your Excellency hugging his wife, with careful movements and gentle expressions. Many people inevitably wanted to ask Chief Deacon Qingfeng if the Presidential Palace was Soon there will be a little highness.

In the bedroom, Long Lifei had already carefully placed her on the bed, and his movements were already careful, but he still heard a vague snort.

"Does the wound hurt?" He whispered in her ear, not sure if she could hear it.

Ye Qingcheng gave a vague hum, probably because of the real pain, and frowned.

Long Lifei hesitated again and again, and finally lifted the quilt, lay down beside her, passed his long arms under her neck, and gently embraced her in his arms avoiding the wound, "Then sleep on me .”

Ye Qingcheng obediently lay on his chest, pinching his white shirt with her fingers, her breathing gradually calmed down, and her brows loosened.
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For a week in a row, Long Lifei came back to accompany Ye Qingcheng for breakfast, lunch and dinner, and stayed with her at night, letting her sleep on her own, so as not to touch the wound and cause pain.

The child didn't sleep honestly. He slept on his stomach at first, and then he lay down unconsciously when he fell asleep. When he touched the wound, he didn't bother to move. He continued to sleep, and the pain disappeared after he fell asleep.

Long Lifei is a light sleeper, as long as she moves a little every night, he wakes up, and seeing that she wants to lie down, he immediately hugs her to his chest and lays her on his stomach. Only when she sleeps soundly, will her body gradually recover.

Long Ziqi called because Xiaolong Jinhui yelled Mama inarticulately. She was very happy, and naturally wanted to share with Long Lifei, and by the way, she urged him and Qingcheng to have a child in disguise.

People who have never had children will never experience the joy and pride of being a parent, especially when Xiaolong Jin does something that makes her laugh and cry.

On the phone and video chat, Long Ziqi taught Xiaolong Jin to call "Uncle" to Long Lifei, but Xiaolong Jin would only yell unclear Ma Ma Ma Ma repeatedly, and now even his father hasn't learned it yet.

Ye Qingcheng was sitting on the sofa playing games with Long Lifei's tablet. He came over with his mobile phone and asked Long Ziqi and Ah Qing to also say a few words.

She was wearing loose clothes with bare shoulders. Long Ziqi saw the bandage at a glance, and said with a concerned tone, "Qingcheng, you were injured, why didn't you tell me."

Ye Qingcheng put down the tablet, and smiled indifferently: "It's almost better now, why tell you that it's not a big deal to have one more person to worry about."

Seeing that she looked good, Long Ziqi let go of his worries, "Don't work so hard, you are married after all, you should think about everything for Ah Li."

Ye Qingcheng glanced at the handsome man beside him, and said with a light smile, "Don't worry, I will live a good life, and I will definitely not let him be a widow."

It's just a joke, who would have thought that fate would turn into clouds and rain, when one thought, the end of the world is so close, and when one thought is extinguished, the end of the world is so close.

Long Lifei frowned, and looked at her displeasedly, how did this child talk? !

Dare to make such a joke, it seems that not only is the injury okay, there seems to be no gap between these two people.

Chatted a few words, asked Long Lifei to take Qingcheng to country A as a guest, and asked when they would announce their marriage.

Prevarication and perfunctory, cut off the call, Long Ziqi put down the phone, Jin Cunxu just came in, and handed Long Jin to the servant to take away.

"Qingcheng and Ah Li seem to be different." Long Ziqi seemed to be telling him, and it seemed to be telling himself.

"Huh?" Jin Cunxu didn't respond, he embraced her with his slender arms, lowered his head and kissed her hair, rubbing his ears together.

Long Ziqi was tickled by him, and stretched out his hand to push him, "I'm talking about Ah Li and Qingcheng, why don't you care at all?" After all, he was his brother-in-law, half brother.

Jin Cunxu's thin lips parted lightly: "Compared to A Li, shouldn't you care about me a little more?" Ever since they had Long Jin, their nightlife has been pitifully reduced to death.

Long Ziqi raised his eyes, shining like stars: "We've been married for so many years, and you're still jealous with Ah Li?"

"Not only Ah Li but also Long Jin." The gentle tone was slightly sour, and his warm fingers had already penetrated into his clothes, "Do you want to make me sexually impotent?"

"I... um..."

Before he finished speaking, he had already lowered his head and kissed her lips. He had been destroyed by Long Jin several times before, and when he stopped halfway, he hadn't touched her for half a month.

Tonight, no matter what, he will not let her go easily.

As for Xiaolong Jin, you can obediently go and make things difficult for grandpa.

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The lights in the room were turned off, and Ye Qingcheng was lying on Long Lifei's chest, eyes wide open in the dark, fingers habitually tugging at his clothes, not feeling sleepy at all.

The legs moved for a while, then moved again, and repeated several times. Finally, Long Lifei couldn't help pressing her legs under his own, and said in a low voice, "Sleep well."

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Young Master: I'm not feeling well. I'm still keeping the bottom [-] characters for now, and I'll add the one I owe when I get better.As for the reasons for physical discomfort, I think every woman has those few days every month, and I am the same man, you know.

(End of this chapter)