Suddenly, he picked her up and put her against the cupboard, Kong Chengyi shouted in a hoarse voice: "Flower pity!"

Suffocated against the cupboard, Hana closed her eyes dizzily, her mouth slightly open, her breathing short, and a low "um" sound, and her anger could be felt in his tight chest.

"You're happy to spend the money I gave, where's your loot today?" Imagining her smile when she got the check and the appearance of spending money and shopping spree in famous stores, Kong Chengyi's repeatedly suppressed anger still surged into his throat, and his eyes were full of cold light.

When the dizziness passed, Hua Pity laughed lowly, and responded in a relaxed tone, "Of course, how is it not a happy thing to have what you like? Besides, you don't give a lot, I can't afford it, can I? It's just that I didn't like what I wanted today!"

Of course, it is a happy thing to have what she likes and wants, but the things she likes and wants hidden in her heart are too precious for her to want, so that she just can't hide and hide in her own world.

"It's good to be rich, my wife has pity!" Tense face, Kong Chengyi resisted her strength but relaxed slightly, warm lips fell on her smooth forehead, extremely tender and affectionate, with a trace of unspeakable reluctance.

Obviously it's just his custom-made wife, it's just the role he asks to play, but he has been out of control again and again, and he has always been very controlling, and he doesn't like his restlessness and loss of control.

Sensing his slackness, the flower turned her head stiffly in pity, her lips against his eardrums, moving slightly, and murmuring lazily like a cat, enjoying his extremely rare warm affection for a moment.

Letting go of the clamped hands, he flipped her over, the two of them pressed their foreheads against their foreheads, Kong Chengyi's dark eyes stared at her, trying his best to control his heavy breathing.

Naturally, his hands wrapped around his sturdy waist, and Hua pity the long eyelashes that kept fluttering, and her cheeks were crimson, exhaling slightly, and trembling uncontrollably.

The sudden roughness and sudden gentleness both made her difficult to handle, and they could easily devour her, making her another strange self in an instant.

Isn't it that the world is destined for one person to become another person's death hole?

And in the most realistic world, she indulged in the most impossible illusion, unconsciously let him live in the atrium, and let him become her most unspeakable pain.

"I'm hungry, let's cook!" kneading the softness of her waist with his fingertips, Kong Chengyi suddenly stood up straight, put his hands in his pockets and turned around neatly and left the kitchen.

Trembling legs, Hua Pian opened her mouth wide and exhaled heavily, put her hands on the cupboard, and tried her best to prop her body on the cupboard, for fear that the whole person would slip off weakly, and looked up at the tall figure who was leaving, and there was no way to guess his emotions.

Sitting relatively silently, Hua Pitian chewed slowly, and the afterglow of the phoenix eyes looked at Kong Chengyi from time to time, only to see that he was still elegant, as if he was the only one at the table.

After finishing the meal silently, Kong Chengyi went straight into the study, and did not reappear in the living room until midnight, and the huge living room was only full of light and flowers that were lonely at the moment.

Staring at the thick wooden door upstairs, unable to see through the scene in the room, unable to imagine what she looked like at the moment, rubbing her temples, Kong Chengyi picked out a red wine from the bar, held the wine in one hand and the box of cigarettes that had not yet been opened in the other hand and sat down on the balcony.

In the faint moonlight, I found a pot of plants alone on the originally empty balcony, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be a white flower bulb.

Taking a sip of the mellow red wine, Kong Chengyi leaned down and squinted to carefully identify the flower ball, his brain spun quickly to search for a name that matched it, and found that there was no information related to it.

I picked it up casually, and carefully watched the enthusiasm of the flower bulbs in the moonlight, and there was a trace of expectation in my heart, looking forward to the blooming of the flowers, and thinking about carefully distinguishing them at that time.

The next day, Hua Pity woke up, but found a vigorous note on the bedside table: "A week on a business trip"

Fixedly looking at the note again and again, holding the note flower sat up in pity and fright, the quilt on her body slipped off with the action of sitting up, revealing a large piece of her delicate skin, last night because of the depressed mood, she randomly chose a nightdress with extremely economical fabrics, and fell asleep in a trance late at night, and it seemed that she was not covered with a quilt.

And the note appeared on the bedside table, which means that Kong Chengyi came to his room in the middle of the night last night, and maybe saw his disheveled appearance.

Imagining the appearance of being glimpsed, Hua Pity instantly blushed, pulled up the quilt and wrapped her whole person, made a low ** sound, and fell back to the bed weakly, wishing that there was a hole in the ground, so that she could not hide and not be so ashamed.

After a while, Hua pity showed her head from the quilt, and read the note in her hand a few more times, although it was only a few words, but it brightened her mood, at least, she knew that he was on a business trip, even if she didn't know where he went, she was still very satisfied.

In the next week, Hua Pity accompanied Hua Zhenzhen during the day, constantly telling her about the past when the two of them were companions, and stayed in the room at night to carefully revise the design draft of Cheng Shaobai's house, and estimated that the first draft would be handed over to Cheng Shaobai in two days.

Seven days has become the deadline for flowers to pity.,Every day wakes up in anticipation.,And sleep at night with the hope of waiting.,Even in the sanatorium with Hua Zhenzhen, I unconsciously pulled the corners of my lips.,Can't hide the pleasure.。

On the evening of the seventh day, Hua Pian returned to Xiaoyueju from the sanatorium early, preparing dinner for the two with great anticipation, but waited until the early hours of the morning and there was still no news of Kong Chengyi, swiping his phone again and again, until finally he still did not dial his number, and finally fell asleep depressed.

The sky had just dawned, and the room was still dim, but Hua Pity woke up suddenly, and stood eagerly barefoot at Kong Chengyi's door, plucking up the courage to finally twist the doorknob, but what he saw was still an empty room, and there was no anger in the silent air, and he did not return as scheduled.

Stunned in front of the empty room, it took a long time to put away her sad look little by little, and repeatedly put on an indifferent look on herself, as if she was indulging in anticipation of her own line, and in the past week, she stayed in the sanatorium all day, and even deliberately accompanied Hua Zhenzhen to dinner.

"Mom, will you make me my favorite braised shrimp in oil after a while?" After feeding Hua Zhenzhen the last bite of rice, Hua Pitied and naughtily coquettished her, eager to eat the dishes she cooked, and live a warm life as soon as possible.

Nearly a month of recuperation and flower pity every day of companionship and constant retelling made the flower Zhenzhen, who was addicted to the entangled world, gradually have signs of awakening, and finally no longer need to be cruelly bound by limbs, but can walk freely in the room, and life is gradually normal, as long as she persists, Hua pity believes that she will be able to get better again soon.

Sitting on the bed with a blank expression, Hua Zhenzhen, who was originally staring at the snow-white wall, slowly turned her head, looked at her for a while, and gradually showed a smile, and her withered yellow hand stroked her thin cheeks, "Cherish and love to eat braised shrimp, my mother will make it for you, and I will make it for you when I go home in the future!"

White tears poured out of her bright eyes in an instant, and Hua pitifully bit her lip and laughed softly, and gently imprinted a kiss on her forehead: "Mom, remember! I'm waiting to eat the dishes you made yourself!"

All her hard work and persistence have not been in vain, her sacrifice has not been in vain, and soon she will have her mother who loves her again, and she will soon be able to live the happy life she used to live again.

"Well, my mother will do it for Pity, and I'm sorry to bring my classmates back to eat together!" The picture of Hua Pity's taking a man and a woman home came to mind, and Hua Zhenzhen continued slowly: "Pity, is that man your classmate?

"Mom, that's Cheng Yi's brother, remember, my best friend Cheng Yi!" Hua Pixied understood that her memory was confused again, and she stayed at the first time she took Cheng Yi and Cheng Shaobai home for dinner not long after she entered college, and once again emphasized Cheng Shaobai's identity to her.

Holding Hua Zhenzhen's hand, she slowly talked about the happiness of her college days and Cheng Yi, and Hua Pity deliberately reminded her of more of that time, and always felt that she was about to remember everything.

talked endlessly, and unconsciously accompanied him until nearly nine o'clock, until he saw Hua Zhenzhen fall asleep and did not leave.

Standing at the door of Xiao Yueju, Hua looked down at the light shining through the crack in the door, and took a deep breath before twisting the doorknob.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Kong Chengyi, who was sitting on the sofa, stared at the thin shadow, the dark starlight finally fell on her slender legs under the black shorts, and she followed the center of her legs up only to see her casually wearing a pink vest, her collarbone was perfectly displayed, and the whole person looked young and energetic.

With short black hair hanging casually, a glass of red wine in his hand, and a gray nightgown casually draped, revealing his bronzed chest, Hua Pity quickly raised a smile, and shouted "Kong Shao!" in a crisp and loud voice.

I haven't seen him for more than a week, looking at him refreshed, Hua pity and feel a faint feeling of loneliness in his heart.

She couldn't sleep yesterday and his refreshing complexion seemed ridiculous and redundant, and her thoughts were just her own one-man show.

Shaking the red wine in his hand, Kong Chengyi lowered his head, sniffed carefully, and then bent down to put the wine on the coffee table, "Where did you go?"

The person who should stay at home has not been seen for a long time, Kong Chengyi has a cold hoarse voice, and he does not hide his dissatisfaction at the moment.

It is not difficult to distinguish the coldness, so that Hua Pity smiled slightly, pretending to be relaxed and wanted to cross the sofa, "Why should you be at home with the appearance of your wife when you are not here?

He has his refreshment, then she must not be a person who waits quietly at home, in the world of feelings, it should be equal, it should be on the same balance line as each other, even if it is just a disguised balance, she must play to the end.