A Different Husband Every Day

It should have been very painful at the time, but the pain was not carved into the bone marrow. Looking back, I can't remember what kind of pain it was.

Just as Li Weiyin recalled, the warm, wet, soft lips kissed her wound, and Li Weiyin's body trembled.

Vice President Xu left with a light kiss. He stood up and kissed her on the forehead again: "Get rest early."

After speaking, he glanced at her, turned around and left.

Li Weiyin watched his disappearance and watched him carefully close the door for her.

She stood still for a while, then turned around and got into the bed. Then she remembered that she and Vice President Xu were going to see Han Qiu. Vice President Xu did not make a statement, but asked a lot of questions.

"Then what does he mean?" Li Weiyin was full of question marks.

I just didn't want to think about it. I stayed up last night, but I can't stay up tonight anymore. She closed her eyes without thinking, but still couldn't sleep.

I couldn't help replaying Vice President Xu's actions just now, making her a bit dry.

So she opened the quilt, got out of bed and went to the thermostat to pour a glass of water, only to find that it was empty, and she could only push the door downstairs.

After taking a sip of water, he was about to go up, but found Rong Fan standing in front of the French window in the living room, staring outside in a daze.

He wore a beige-gray house suit, holding a cup in one hand, and remained motionless like a sculpture.

Li Weiyin thought for a while, retracted one foot that had stepped on the stairs, and walked behind Rong Fan: "Brother-in-law."

With a soft call from Li Weiyin, Rong Fan withdrew his gaze and tilted his face slightly as a response to her.

The night outside the window is silent, the moonlight and the lights on the lawn are intertwined, intertwined and spilled in. In the dim room, Rong Fan's long body is outlined, making him mysterious and dreamy.

As a married man, in Li Weiyin’s eyes, no one’s face value can surpass Xu Yimo. Her gaze fell on the blooming impatiens outside the window: "I asked you last time, are you sorry, Sister Ranran, you? Say no; I want to ask you today, do you think Sister Ranran was sorry for you?"

His shadow fell on the ground, only him and his black shadow in the dimness, and only his and his image on the glass windows, it made people feel that there was only him left in the world, a kind of unaccompanied Loneliness is inexplicably depressing.

Rong Fan slowly turned around. He turned his back to the light, and his facial features were plunged into darkness. Even though his eyes were so bright, it was difficult to catch a trace of expression: "Your sister has never done anything sorry for me. I don't need to think that this is fact."

Li Weiyin breathed a sigh of relief instantly, Rong Fan's words were clear.

In fact, Li Weiyin asked Rong Fan in a tactful way. It seems that Rong Fan already knows what happened.

He could not even hesitate for a second, which meant that this was definitely not against his heart.

"It's late, good night." Li Weiyin wanted to know, it was not easy to talk to Rong Fan alone like this.

"Good night." Rong Fan's tone was flat.

Li Weiyin felt that she didn't need to see Han Qiu. With Rong Fan's words, she could try to persuade Xia Ran again, maybe she didn't need to persuade her.

Before, Rong Fan didn't know why Xia Ran alienated him. Now, after Li Weiyin reminded him, if Rong Fan knew about this, he would definitely understand the reason, and he would probably take the initiative to find Xia Ran and explain it clearly.

When he felt relaxed, Li Weiyin soon fell asleep.