Chief, Love for you is wrong

The sound of cleaning the door sounded. Qin Jing just put the bowl of noodles in her hand on the tea table in the living room. When she placed the dishes and chopsticks, Wen Jili had walked next to her.

She looked back. She didn't sleep all night. The stubble on her chin grew longer. Her clothes were a little wrinkled but still neat. Her face looked very tired, but she didn't think she was haggard.

She raised her hand and touched Ji Li's face. She asked anxiously, "are you very tired?"

Her fingertips touched the cold. She picked up his hand and touched it. It was cold. The worry on her face increased a little, "why is it so cold?"

Wen Jili hugged Qin Jing and put his head on her shoulder. "Well, it's very cold."

The voice is also thirsty and tired, like hoarse without voice for a long time.

With this hug, Qin Jing found that Wen Jili was really cold all over. His coat took off before changing shoes in the porch and hung on the hook next to him, but even so, the shirts inside were stained with a cold that people couldn't ignore.

It's so cold all over. Where the hell did he go last night?

Qin Jing wanted to ask, but he was quiet. Forget it. If he wanted to say, he would naturally tell her!

If you don't want to say, it's boring to ask.

"Take a bath in the bathroom and relax. I'll cover the pot and get your clothes for you."

Wen Jili pinched his forehead, frowned, kissed the top of Qin Jing's hair, and nodded slowly, "well, I'll take a bath."

After changing clean clothes, a refreshing man has completely lost his fatigue when entering the door. He is handsome and elegant, tall and elegant. Qin Jing is surprised. This is capital!

She pointed to the bowl of noodles on the tea table. "Well, I don't know if you had breakfast when you came back. It's for you."

*****

After dinner, Wen Jili was half lying in the back seat of the car driven by Qin Jing. He was worried that he would catch a cold. Qin Jing specially brought a blanket from home and put it on him.

Looking at Wen Jili, who closed his eyes and rested in the rear-view mirror, Qin Jing remembered that when he first met her, he accompanied her back to city a to see her. Mom, on the return trip, she also drove the car, and he sat in the back seat to rest.

Just a few months, the same scene, but the mood is completely different.

At that time, they were strangers.

Now, they are real husbands and wives.

Thinking of this, she sighed slightly, but the person who had been closing her eyes and resting behind opened her voice, "what's the matter?"

"No. It's just incredible. It's like just coming back from city A." Qin Jing replied with a smile.

Wen Jili hung a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. Seeing the woman's curved eyebrows and eyes from the rearview mirror, he couldn't help but hook his lips, "do you like the feeling at that time or now?"

Qin Jing glared at Wen Jili in the back seat through the rearview mirror. He knew he was teasing her. He also rapped, "as the saying goes, the husband sings with the woman. I like what Mr. Wen likes!"

Suddenly, Qin Jing heard the man smile. Qin Jing looked at him suspiciously. For a long time, he heard Ji Li's smile, pursed his lips, and looked in the rearview mirror.

"You just called me Mr. Wen, which reminds me of your little love between husband and wife." in his voice, he put on a teasing smile.

Qin Jing immediately blushed on her cheeks and said angrily, "go to bed! Go to the old house. Grandma thought I bullied you when she saw your haggard look!"

Wen Jili pulled the blanket that the woman put on him with a smile, made a soft "um" sound and began to sleep.