Mr Bo's Spoiling His Sweet Wife

Su Qi sat opposite her and dug a spoonful of pudding for himself. Then he looked at Tang Shi's pale face and said, "you look sick."

Tang shidun, lips trembling, a long time to complete a sentence, "my brother He died. "

"I'm sorry."

Su Qi's movement is stiff, put down the spoon, he reached out and rubbed the wet top of Tang poetry's head, then continued to restore the original posture, "so you are because your brother left too sad?"

"No It's not. "

Tang Shi's body warmed, but at this moment those emotions swept over again. Staring at the coffee in her hand, she suddenly felt the urge to cry for this strange care.

Outside the window, the sound of rain kept on, like a huge wave breaking through the wall and swallowing her.

Tang Shi felt as if his whole heart was still in the rain and didn't get it back. He kept bleeding and pain.

So the next second, tears fall in the coffee.

Tang Shi quickly raised his head and evacuated the cup, his body trembled slightly, "it doesn't matter."

No way She can't die yet She also, she still has only

If she died, it would be cruel to Weiwei

Tang poetry will be hard to hold back the tears back, Su Qi has long stopped eating action, lenglengleng looked at the eyes of a strong woman can almost make people heartache.

Who forced her to be so strong? Is this reality, thin night, or herself?

Su Qi took the idea back and pretended not to see the impotence of Tang poetry, and said, "I have also lost a very important person."

"How important is it?"

The subconscious question of Tang poetry.

Su Qi chuckled a few times, as if it didn't matter, but the man's eyes were clearly sad, "important to lose her, I once regretted to die like you, in the end, at all costs, even after five years in prison can not change the original appearance."

Tang Shi looked at Su Qi's face and was stunned. Then he said softly, "sorry, it reminds you of bad things."

"How can you say it's not a good thing."

Su Qi brought the coffee that Tang Shi had drunk, stirred it with a spoon, and then said, "for me, even losing has become a kind of beauty."

There is a kind of love deep into the bone marrow, even if there is nothing in the end, but as long as it is related to her, it has become something extravagant enough.

Love is from you, so I want it; pain is from you, so I want it; even if you leave, it's also from you, so I take it one by one.

"I didn't expect Mr. Su to be so affectionate." Tang Shi, aware of the low atmosphere, joked, "it doesn't match your appearance."

After all, Su Qi has a cynical face.

Su Qi gazed at Tang Shi with a strange look for a long time, and suddenly pushed the coffee back to her. The man supported half of his face, "Miss Tang, what is love for you?"

"It's a pity that I don't understand deep love."

Her ability to love someone has been destroyed by thin night five years ago.

Tang Shi didn't touch Su Qi's coffee again. Later, she got up and asked Su Qi with a little embarrassment, "Mr. Su has Extra pants? "

She wanted to go back, but her clothes and trousers were all wet. When she came out just now, she just wore a very wide shirt, enough to cover her knees. But if she wanted to go out, it would never work.

Su Qi saw Tang Shi stand up and realize what she was wearing. Suddenly, it was meaningful. She hooked the corner of her mouth and pressed her forward. When she didn't recover, she had already put out his tongue and licked her earlobe.