Marrying for marriage, lawyer husband can't

Chapter 287 A Wedding That Only Belongs To Each Other
A crowd gathered around the bonfire, laughing, singing, and dancing. Ling Shenxing held Sun Jiayuan's hand and stood in the center. Sun Jiayuan looked at the men around him at most.

After playing, Ling Shenxing noticed the tiredness in Sun Jiayuan's eyes, and went back to the room with a princess hugging her, making some noises with his feet on the wooden floor.

"Tired? Is it heavy?"

Ling Shenxing put the man on the stool in front of the dressing table, and took off the jewelry on his head calmly.

"Yuanyuan, Mrs. Ling, can you help me take it off?"

Ling Shenxing took Sun Jiayuan's hand and put it on the button of his clothes, wrapping his little hand with his big palm.

"Yuanyuan"

"..."

The familiar thin lips fell on her own. After a moment of surprise, Sun Jiayuan became calm again, but she didn't stop the man in front of her from pushing away, and slowly closed her eyes.

The person in front of her was her husband, and his hands were tightly interlocked.

A line...

The moonlight poured in through the window, seeming to add a touch of softness to the room.

In the middle of the night, Sun Jiayuan stretched her tired eyelids and lightly brushed Ling Shenxing's back with her fingers. The large area of ​​burns that hadn't fully healed seemed a bit shocking, and she didn't dare to use force for fear of hurting him.

Was it really a mistake for the two of them to be together?
"It's okay, go to sleep"

Although Ling Shenxing liked that Mrs. Ling was worried about him, he didn't want to see Mrs. Ling showing such sad eyes and patting Sun Jiayuan's back to sleep.

Ling Shenxing didn't open his eyes until he heard the sound of steady breathing, and wanted to gently move Sun Jiayuan's arm and get off the bed, but I don't know if it was because of fear, Sun Jiayuan hugged her very tightly.

"Yuanyuan, what should I do if you don't talk and leave me alone?"

Ling Shenxing sighed helplessly. Yes, he was afraid. He was afraid of Sun Jiayuan's depression. He was afraid that Sun Jiayuan would continue like this and refused to speak. What should I do?
Stretching out his arm to reach the cell phone, he changed the planned call to a text message, and asked the psychiatrist what to pay attention to, and what to do was the best for his Mrs. Ling.

The next day
It was already late when Sun Jiayuan woke up, the sun was shining all over the room, she subconsciously stretched out her hand to block the sun, she didn't want to open her eyes.

"Keep sleeping if you're sleepy, we can stay here for a few more days if you like"

Ling Shenxing woke up early, kept his head on his elbows, and stared at the movements of Sun Jiayuan in his arms.

"..."

Sun Jiayuan took a look at him and closed her eyes again, feeling sleepy. Ever since Rarity's accident, she closed her eyes and she was always crying, with her little face flushed from being suppressed, tormenting her over and over again. For the first time, For the first time, there were no nightmares, no pictures that made her suffer.

Ling Shenxing smiled, and closed their eyes together. No one would disturb them, so the time only belonged to each other. It would be great if we could hear Mrs. Ling speak again.

After living in the village for a few days, Ling Shenxing made the next plan and took Sun Jiayuan to another place.

From home to abroad, Ling Shenxing's meticulousness has not changed no matter where he goes. It is easy to say that it is consistent, but it may not be necessary to put it into action.

And Ling Shenxing has also fulfilled his promise. Every time he goes to a place, he will follow the local customs and hold a show without perfunctory voices around him.
Only belong to each other's wedding.

Although Sun Jiayuan has stopped talking, her condition is much better than at the beginning, which is Ling Shenxing's only comfort after several months.

On the morning when she was about to leave Paris, Sun Jiayuan accidentally saw a text message from Jiang Ran on Ling Shenxing's phone...

(End of this chapter)