Good Wife of Rebirth

"Then here," Tang Yunmu raised the temperature of the air conditioner in the car. Tian Qingning opened the family bucket and took out a hard leg for him. Tang Yunmu looked at his fingers and didn't wash his hands.

Tian Qingning put down the family bucket, found his bag, took out a piece of wet tissue, and wiped his fingers clean. His eyes were still red, and they were very pitiful, wronged, and made him feel distressed.

She wiped his fingers clean one by one before giving him the chicken legs.

"Take a bite first," Tang Yunmu put the chicken drumstick to her mouth. He could see that this was the biggest drumstick. If he ate it, she would have none.

Tian Qingning took a bite obediently, then took out the fries, dipped some ketchup on it, and put it in front of his mouth

Tang Yunmu suddenly felt sour in his heart, and the sourness came to his eyes. He sighed softly and held her in his arms, which warmed her up.

This is the first time he has eaten this. In fact, the taste is not too bad, it is delicious.

Tian Qingning gave him a burger, and he picked it up. He didn't know how to eat it for a moment. Tian Qingning suddenly smiled and took a bite of his own. He also took a bite, but it didn't seem to be her kind.

"Give me a bite," he stared at the one in Tian Qingning's hand, the one with obviously different flesh.

"Okay," Tian Qingning generously gave him a bite. It really tasted different. After eating it, he came to this conclusion, and then put his own to Tian Qingning's mouth. "You can also take a bite of this. It tastes different."

Same"

Tian Qingning also took a small bite on his burger. In fact, he still felt that his burger was more delicious, so he gave him all the delicious food. However, he didn't know

"Are you full?" Tang Yunmu wiped her face with his sleeve, but when he saw her red eyes, he felt very guilty.

"Yes," Tian Qingning nodded vigorously, leaned into his arms, and breathed in the warm breath from his body. The car had been left here for a long time. Tang Yunmu gently stroked her hair, and then kissed her gently.

She has lightly scented hair, this is how to put her down

As she was preparing to drive home, she seemed to be restless in her sleep. She was tossing and turning and her brows were furrowed tightly.

"Give me my body, give me my body..." A bloody woman stood in front of her, stretching out her nails-covered fingers, trying to scratch her face from time to time.

"I'm sorry, I can't, can't..." She kept retreating

"Give me back my husband, that is my husband..."

"No," she shook her head, "I love him, please give me more time, okay?"

"Give me back my body," the woman suddenly stretched out her hand, and she broke out in a cold sweat and sat up.

"What's wrong, are you having a nightmare?" Tang Yunmu came over and wiped the sweat from her face. What kind of nightmare did she have that scared her like this?

Tian Qingning kept panting, but couldn't say a word. The nightmare was indeed a nightmare, a real nightmare. She thought she was leaving him. She raised her eyes, and there was something in them.

, has too many complicated thoughts, but in the end she suppressed them all in her heart, it would be very painful.

"Okay, it's okay, it's just a nightmare. It'll be fine when you wake up." Tang Yunmu helped her lie down again, "Sleep well, I'll be here with you at night, trust me," he put his hand on her face

"Believe me, no matter you are in a dream or wake up, the first thing you see is me"

Tian Qingning nodded slightly, then closed her eyes, but soon, she opened her eyes again, but moved to one side, "Let's go together, the bed is very big, you have to go to work tomorrow."

Tang Yunmu's body flexed slightly, "Okay," he said, taking off his shoes and getting into the quilt. Her body temperature was inside the quilt. It was not cold, but very warm.

Tian Qingning turned sideways and faced him

"Can I get closer to you?" She asked carefully. She was really careful. She didn't mean anything else. She was just cold and wanted his warmth.

"Fool," Tang Yunmu stretched out his arms, held her in his arms, and then kissed her smooth forehead, "Okay, sleep."

Tian Qingning hugged his waist tightly and buried her face in his chest. She could hear the powerful beating of his heart, one after another.

"Were we like this before?" She suddenly asked such a question, wanting to know if they slept together like this when they were still husband and wife, when they were newly married.

Tang Yunmu kept gently stroking her hair with one hand, "Have you forgotten, we used to sleep on the same bed, but we had two quilts?" He said it very implicitly, but Tian Qingning understood it.

Now, was their previous relationship bad from the beginning?

She didn't ask any more questions, just closed her eyes gently, and then got closer to him. Maybe this was the only night they had.

Tang Yunmu pulled up the quilt and covered the two of them tightly. There were some complicated ripples in his eyes, and then he stared at the little face that had been buried in his chest. The milky white face was very delicate.

He had never noticed that she could be so quiet. In the past, her face was always heavily made up, even at night. It was even black and yellow, which made him lose any interest. She asked,

Were they so closely attached to each other before? No, no, he hated the smell of powder on her body, and she also hated the excessive work on him. Maybe initially, he also wanted to be good to this wife, and he didn't care whether he married her or not.

Whoever she kills must bear his/her responsibility. However, over time, this responsibility has also been worn away due to her too many unreasonable troubles.

Maybe she loves him too. No matter how much speculation and noise there is, even that love disappears bit by bit.

But what about her now? Tell him what he should do and how he should do it.

She turned off the small lamp on the bedside, and the whole room suddenly fell into darkness. She didn't think about anything or did anything, just enjoying this rare peace, because she was really scared. In the darkness, two words

The sound of breathing keeps sounding, one after another, and I don’t know who is cooperating with whom.

It seemed that after several times, their breathing sounds finally overlapped.

In the morning, when the sun shone in from the window, Tang Yunmu blocked his eyes with his hands as he was not used to it. He sat up and realized that this was not his room, but Tian Qingning's. It was a sea of ​​pale pink, very beautiful.

It was a very cozy room. There were some flowers that were almost dry in an antique vase on the table, but she still couldn't bear to throw them away.