The Contracted Wife: Boss, No Binding Contract

She had never cared about Xiaochen, and naturally wouldn't care what his mood was, but now she can't fight Xiaochen, she still needs him.

Ling Yunshu took a deep breath. The raised hand slowly dropped to his shoulder. Her other hand was also raised, and her hands directly encircled Xiaoshen neck. Her toes were lightly on tiptoes, red. He kissed Xiao Shen, and a smile squeezed out on his face, "Sorry, I just lost control."

Xiao Shen looked at her calmly, but a trace of sorrow slowly overflowed in his eyes. He was not afraid that Ling Yunshu would splash, yell at him, or even do it, but he was afraid of her like this.

Gentle Township, Hero Tomb.

Her gentleness has always been a poisonous trap, and he, knowing that it is extremely poisonous, drank it without regret.

Ling Yunshu pressed her cheek to Xiaoshen's chest and rubbed it slightly. Her voice was low and charming, "But Xiaoshen, I can't go back to the United States with you yet, I can't go."

She was unwilling to leave like this. She couldn't be reconciled.

Even if such a result had been expected long ago, Xiao Shen's heart was still deeply tingled upon hearing these words, his hands hanging on both sides of his body were unconsciously clenched, and his voice was full of weakness and weakness. Tired, "Yun Shu, even if... even if Shi Che and Xia Xia are married, they will be separated from each other for the rest of their lives, and there will be grievances for the rest of their lives. Are you still not satisfied? You must watch them separate before you are happy. ?"

Ling Yunshu snuggled in front of Xiao Chen, silent.

Because her answer is yes, she just wants to watch Shi Che and Ling Chuxia separate. She can't get it, and no one wants to get it. Not seeing them separate, she vowed not to stop!

Xiao Shen lowered his eyes, looking at Ling Yunshu's dark head, his black eyes were dull for a while, he raised his hand, pulled Ling Yunshu away from him, and then walked towards the room.

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After a busy day, the wedding was finally over.

Before Mrs. Shi left, she still looked down on Ling Chuxia, but she just opened her mouth and said a word. Shi Che had wrapped Ling Chuxia's waist and carried her in her arms, and said lightly to Mrs. Shi: " Mom, today you have been tired for a day, so go back and rest early."

Mrs. Shi's anger was just blocked by Shi Che's fluttering words. She looked at Shi Che, then at Ling Chuxia, who was silent, snorted coldly, and left with an unhappy face.

The night was deep, the car drove silently in the dark, and the whole car was strangely quiet.

Ling Chuxia sat on one side, her hands on her knees, tightly twisted together, her lips pressed tightly, and she said nothing from just now to now.

Shi Che was leaning on the other side of the car. He seemed to be very tired, with his hands on his forehead, his dark eyes were slightly closed, and his thick long eyelashes were covered, casting a shadow on the eye sockets, and there was nothing superfluous on his face. The expression and the breath on the body also tended to be cold.

Lao Zhu couldn't help but raised his eyes and looked at the two people through the rear mirror, but his heart slammed.

He hadn't seen two people look like this for a long time.

Obviously today is a day of marriage and celebration, how do you feel... once back before liberation?

Lao Zhu thought about it, and couldn't help sighing secretly.

When the car arrived at the villa, Shi Che opened the door and got out of the car first, and walked straight into the villa with his long legs. Ling Chuxia sat in the car and couldn't help but feel sad.