Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

He couldn't raise the thought of half-parting his heart because she was about to die.

She was wronged and asked for completeness, and she was willing for Rong Yue, he couldn't be more clear.

However, he was so greedy for her temperature, he held her.

Long-lost feeling.

The heartbeat at this moment is more heart-warming than having spent an afternoon with her.

Lan Yu hugged her for a long time before letting her go to cook.

Qin Chen asked quietly: "Do you have a piano here?"

He glanced back at her, then took the phone from his pocket and dialed.

In less than half an hour, a piano was moved from the piano store, and it took some time to adjust and it was soon ready to play.

Qin Chen sat there, playing quietly.

Lan Yu prepared the food and put it on the dining table. He stood far away from her, quietly watching her sitting and playing the piano.

He had a feeling that she would protect herself and put herself in a circle.

He couldn't get in that circle.

He looked at her, a little weak, but he didn't want to give up.

It wasn't until a long time before he walked over, put his hand on her shoulder and whispered: "Let's play again after eating!"

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and her body was a little stiff.

Qin Chen raised his head slightly and said quietly: "Okay."

When she turned her head, Lan Yu felt a little heartache.

She wasn't angry or happy, she couldn't see her emotions, and she didn't make trouble with him.

However, this made him feel... even more empty.

A meal was tasteless, he cleaned up the dishes and found a place to smoke.

Qin Chen was still immersed in his own world, and then he understood that she was deliberate.

She used this way to express her dissatisfaction, to block his approach.

He hugged her from behind, and he whispered: "You are still free after marriage. If you want to be a model, you can still go. You can fly all over the world."

He was giving in and trying to please her.

Qin Chen knew.

She was quiet, and then smiled softly: "Okay!"

Then she started playing the piano again. It was the song "To Alice". Qin Chen was irritated, but there was no way to vent it.

He caught her hand with a bad expression: "Are you missing Rong Lei?"

"It's just a piece of music, you think too much!" Qin Chen finally stopped playing. She held her fingers and said quietly, "I want to sleep."

It is almost early morning.

Lan Yu frowned and went upstairs with her.

She did not ask for her to sleep, and he would not agree to it anyway.

Back to the room, Qin Chen washed her face and sat in front of the dressing table to wipe skin care products.

In the mirror, she could see that Lan Yu was not asleep, he was leaning on the head of the bed in his bathrobe, with a magazine in his hand.

He is waiting for her.

She couldn't help thinking, is he still not satisfied this afternoon?

It’s not a good thing for his wife to be in his thirties and still have such great energy.

She wiped it slowly, very carefully.

But he was more patient than her, and he kept looking at the magazine, as if the magazine was very interesting.

Finally, she still couldn't stand it, walked over to lift the quilt and lay beside him, whispering: "I don't want it tonight."

But when he went up and finished speaking, his body was suppressed.

His handsome face was close to her face: ‘but I think. ’

She was struggling, and he didn't let her go when she was struggling panting. Instead, he grabbed her hand and pressed it on the pillow.

When she moved, Qin Chen felt so angry that she was even more reluctant to send herself to his mouth.

Struggling and struggling like this, suddenly there was a little redness on the pillow.

Lan Yu stayed for a while and let go of her hand.

She played the piano all night and her hand bleeds, not badly, but her hands are all hurt.

At that moment, Lan Yu felt those hurt in his heart.

Thousands of innovations.