Chief, Love for you is wrong

Wen Jili outside the door patted Qin Jing's back. His eyes were as dark as a deep pool. He stared thoughtfully at the closed door, his lips closed tightly.

After a while, Qin Jing earned money from Wen Jili's arms, wiped tears with her fingertips, and forced herself to smile

"In fact, there's nothing wrong with this. After moving out, Mo Bai still has his own personal life. As a sister, I take up too much of his time."

The man looked at the woman with red eyes and fainted at the corners of his mouth. "Qin little rabbit, go back and pack your clothes!"

"Lion!" she pretended to be angry, but she was successfully teased by the man and broke her tears into laughter.

Man's mouth twitches, lion. Male... Teacher. Male

Her hands were wrapped in gauze. Generally speaking, it still fell on him to clean up this important matter. She was embarrassed to let him touch the pasted clothes, so she only picked up some inner clothes and packed them in bags.

When he pulled out the suitcase while holding her hand, she looked at the closed door and looked at the man again. It seemed that she was hesitant.

The originally soft man, because of her glance, his eyes were dark and terrible. He directly let go of her hand, put the suitcase against the wall, opened the door and went out alone.

Finally, Qin Jing looked at the closed door, gritted her teeth, dragged through the suitcase and walked outside

In front of the car, the man leaned against the car, with his left trouser leg slightly curled, his right foot straight, his back against the window, one hand at the back of the car and a cigarette in the other hand.

Curling smoke haunts the man. It looks a little decadent and elegant. It's tall and straight. With the black Bentley behind it, it's gorgeous and atmospheric.

She dragged her suitcase slowly to him and touched the cold in his eyes. She narrowed her eyes slightly and said a little low, "I'm sorry."

At the beginning of this marriage, she agreed to get what she needed, but she wanted to divorce him because of Mo Bai's words.

He took the cigarette in his hand and threw it into the trash can next to him. He glanced at her.

"Let's go." the voice was flat and could not hear any emotion.

He took the suitcase and put it in the rear of the car, closed it, opened the door for Qin Jing, closed it when she went up, and then returned to the driver's seat. Everything was so natural and smooth.

After they got on the bus, they no longer knew each other. On their side, they saw that the man's handsome eyebrows were full of the taste of alienation, and their heart was a little bitter.

After getting off the bus, the man took the suitcase and naturally held the woman's hand, "let's go. The old lady is waiting inside!"

Apart from the indifferent expression on their faces, they were really like lovers returning from a honeymoon trip. The husband took his wife and son by the hand and walked home.

With a squeak, the closed door opened, and out came an old man with gray hair and an unusually loving smile.

At first, the man was still cold. When he saw the old man, he immediately put on a soft expression, "milk. Milk, just wait in the house and come out to open the door!"

"Li Li is back!"

The old man turned his head and saw their two clenched hands. He stared at Qin Jing next to him with a smile, "this must be Jing Jing!"

When she was really watched by her daughter-in-law, Qin Jing was a little shy. She wanted to take out the hand held in her hand, but she was tightly held by the man. She had to give up the struggle and let her lead.

The old lady has lived for so many years. As the saying goes, she has eaten more salt than others have eaten rice. Naturally, she can see their little moves.

"Hehe, Li Li, what are you doing standing at the door? Bring Jingjing in quickly!"