The Contracted Wife: Boss, No Binding Contract

Ling Chuxia nestled in Shi Che's arms, raised her head slightly, and looked at Shi Che. From her angle, she could see Shi Che's smooth chin line, slightly raised throat, and clean collarbone.

She still remembered that when he was young, he held her in this way, walking through the long corridor of the school, through the lush trees, and through the quiet path.

At that time, he was dressed in a white shirt, and the breeze hit his shirt bulging. This is how she was held in his arms, as if all fear could disappear.

But now, this embrace is the last embrace.

From now on, he will never hold her again, and she will no longer be able to nest in his arms.

Ling Chuxia tilted her head slightly, her forehead pressed against Shi Che's chest, and slowly closed her eyes, with crystal tears falling from the corners of her eyes.

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When the car returned to the villa, Ling Chuxia had already fallen asleep leaning on the back of the chair, Shi Che turned off the fire, tilted his head slightly, black eyes looking at her.

Her eyes were lightly stunned, her thick long eyelashes covered her, and a small black shadow was projected under her eye sockets. There was still a trace of paleness on her cheeks. She was sleeping on the back of the chair, but her body was still used to it. Slightly curled up sexually.

He looked at it, frowning slightly.

Ling Chuxia's sleeping posture was the same as her original character, always carefree. He remembered that when she was just married, she was still very cautious before she was asleep. But once asleep, that coquettish and domineering sleeping posture is fully revealed.

No matter how big the bed is, she can always occupy it alone. He is often hit by her, kicked, and even kicked out of the bed. Then the next day, she could still open those big eyes and stare at him innocently, as if nothing had happened, so that he couldn't get out of his anger. In the end, he simply took her every night. The hug was so firm that she couldn't get away, and could never kick him out of bed again.

But later, her sleeping posture became more and more standardized and quieter. She didn't need him to hold her firmly and confine her hands and feet. She could also fall asleep steadily. With such a big bed, she only Occupying a very small corner, with his back facing him, curled up, like a small animal afraid of being hurt, trying to protect himself with a hard shell.

In those nights, he looked at her back, insomnia, headache, anxiety, irritability, but helpless.

When he found her diary, his mood almost collapsed. The girl he loved so much did not love him. She even stayed with him just for her sister and for the position of Mrs. Shao.

Since then, whenever she approached him, she smiled at him, was gentle and considerate to him. In his mind, she couldn't help but think of her smile, her tenderness, her thoughtfulness, what is it for? For sister? For location? For Mrs. Shi?

Anyway...she would never be because of him.

He could not resist her approach, but he could not accept her purpose.

There is so much resentment, resentment...why she just can't love him.

But tonight, he saw her, for a necklace he gave him, so nervous, so sad, so sad, so desperate, as if he had lost the whole world.

He suddenly wondered if he had done something wrong over the years.

His pride and self-esteem forced him to be unable to accept Ling Chuxia's approach with a purpose, but he pushed her farther and farther, farther and farther, she was clearly in front of him, but he could no longer touch her.