The so-called love, Anna is still not clear. Given that they are already married.

When I woke up from the same bed, I saw each other's faces that had not been tidied up, and they didn't look very decent. After being reserved, Anna found that marriage is probably like this, carefully prepared externally, and only the other party can see the indecent appearance internally.

A few days later, Karlens came to remove the bandage from Karenin, and the wound recovered well.

Karenin quoted Dr. Cullens that night, explicitly and implicitly saying that he was now a healthy human being, that he had enough health needs, that he needed to do the work he had accumulated.

Yes, that's right, Karenin's most urgent thought was to get his work done quickly.

After dinner, even Vlamykiel was left behind, and he accompanied Karenin in his study to sort his business until ten o'clock in the evening, when Karenin asked the butler Kearney to arrange a room for Vlamykiel.

Flammykiel met Anna as he passed through the hallway and said, "Next time I should just bring a toiletry bag." ”

"When you meet a workaholic boss, it's wise for you to do that." Anna said.

"Only you can convince him." Vlamykiel said, and left.

Anna leaned sideways to look at the other person's back for a moment before withdrawing her gaze.

She knocked on the door and was allowed to enter.

The piles of tall documents are very conspicuous on the desktop, and they are not messy, but completely orderly.

"Supper." Anna said, taking what she had in her hand.

"I know you're not that obedient, so let's take a step back. You pick out the most urgent documents, eat them, and go to sleep. Don't argue with me, that's the bottom line. Anna said, then half-truthed, "I can even forgive you for being unreasonable." ”

"Unreasonable?" Karenin stopped his movements in confusion.

"In your mind, it's clear that work is more important than your wife." Anna said, then put things in front of the workaholic.

Karenin blinked slowly, and his blue eyes looked at Anna with some inquiry, as if in thought.

"Just a joke." Anna said with some embarrassment.

Karenin didn't speak, just slowly ate his supper.

"I didn't have a late-night snack before, so you don't have to prepare it for me in the future, Anna."

"I don't want to, but so I can be more comfortable." Anna honestly said it wasn't easy for her.

"I've got to have a reason for that, Alexey, you know."

"I'm very happy about it," Karenin said after a pause. ”

Anna didn't answer, but the smile curled up at the corner of her lips said it all.

Two people who don't know much about love are getting closer, and the method is as clumsy as a child, but the result is always good.

"I'm not a fan of sweets." Karenin said, looking at the brightly colored macarons.

"I know, I deliberately made the cook a little lighter."

"You have a sweet tooth, Anna." Karenin glanced at the place, then took one for himself, and pushed the rest to Anna.

"I said you don't need to go on a diet, you're fine right now, being too thin is not good for your health."

Anna carefully flicked the macarons with her fingers.

"One of me, two of you, that's just right."

"I can see a lot of things, but I can't figure out how focused women are on this business." Karenin said, staring at the little snacks.

"You have to keep a little mystery." Anna pulled up a chair and sat next to her, sipping black tea while enjoying the not-so-sweet macarons.

She noticed that Karenin seemed to be looking at her all the time, so she looked up.

"What's wrong?"

The man was holding a pink macaron in one hand and pressing it on his treasure file with the other, and his puzzled look was really strangely cute.

"You look at ease, Anna."

"Honestly, I feel relaxed, Alexey, I thought, that's going to be a good sign." After Anna finished speaking, in order to hide something, she lowered her head and took a sip of black tea.

There was a moment of silence in the air, and then Karenin's calm, but not lacking in tenderness, was heard.

"Indeed."

The red tea soup rippled slightly, and in the cup, the appearance of lips and teeth was imprinted.

When Karenin moved away, Anna was half-leaning at her desk, and she thought that this man's eyes were indeed very blue.

"Macarons aren't that bad either."

Finally, Karenin summed up his sweet tooth with this sentence, which sounded very serious if it were not excluded that his lips were excessively moist.

Anna blushed abruptly.

Karenin gentlemanly avoided this so that nothing bad would happen.

After drinking the black tea with milk, Anna put her things aside, and Karenin looked at her.

"I'll be here watching you until you actually fall asleep."

"You should know that I always do what I say, Anna." Karenin carelessly stroked the cover of the document with his fingers, and then a smile could not be hidden at the corner of his mouth.

"That's fine, though, if you insist."

Anna couldn't say anything, so she pulled a chair over, trying to keep herself serious, and she brought a book, but when someone was around, the words on it were like some unknown symbol, which made people feel bored.

She glanced at Karenin, who was carefully reviewing the official documents, quickly but with great detail.

It is said that Karenin was a man who had read 180 official documents in one afternoon. It seems to have become a legend in their department. For someone like him, maybe this is the only thing that can become a legend.

If Anna had heard such rumors anywhere, she would have laughed at her for being boring and boring. But this is Karenin, and then everything is a little different.

She wasn't going to say those words.

But the reason why people are human is that they are emotionally rich, and when they are fully happy, they cannot be perfectly hidden. Even the most astute of concealers will expose them to some subtle moves. Such as the tendencies of the eyes and the body. It might be even more obvious if they were still husband and wife.

When Karenin moved his body and turned his neck because of the stiffness of his shoulders, he saw the man who was looking at him.

At that moment, Karenin was a little surprised.

The light is never lonely for him, and there are always countless documents waiting for him to review in front of the lonely desk.

He had already calculated how much time he would have to spend dealing with them.

He also thought about the progress of today's reading and adjusted it according to the time it took to work on the official documents.

His time was almost accurate to the minute, and that did not include the fact that Karenin was stunned by the sudden discovery that someone was watching him at night that belonged to him.

This is his wife.

These words passed through his heart like a beam of light, leaving behind the ripples of the lake caused by the boat, rippling in his heart wave after wave.

"Aren't you sleepy? Anna. Karenin asked, as he always asked, but at this moment, like a child's sugar hidden in his arms, became extremely tired.

"I think it's the tea's fault." Anna said, her smooth face resting on her elbow, her long velvet sleeves revealing a small white and delicate wrist, and the shredded diamond bracelet sparkling like the ripples of water rippling on her arm. As her curly lashes gently closed, Karenin felt like she saw the soul of the other.

It's small, maybe the size of the palm of your hand. It has wings as thin as cicada's wings, and has small spiky spines. It looks very beautiful, but it always wields its thorns when others approach, trying to intimidate everyone. But as long as someone persistently approaches it, reassures it, and gives it time, it will always slowly approach you in confusion.

Finally, in a warm moment, open up to you completely.

"I love you, Anna."

The words whispered like magic, vibrating through the sound, quickly cutting through the air, and finally reaching where it wanted to be conveyed. Gently sit down from the ear, and then quietly enter the other person's heart.

A blush spread across the man's cheeks. It was evident that he was trying to feign composure, but in reality, it was far from planned.

Karenin is not a man who likes to talk about love.

It's not that he doesn't know the word "love", but every time he says a word, it's mechanical, bland, and you can't feel the power of the word. Every time Karenin said about him, it was really no different, it was just a symbol, and it didn't mean much other than that.

And today, what he said subconsciously seemed to be a kind of can't help it.

It's like in summer, because of the sweet and fragrant aroma of berries, you can't help but get closer. The uncontrollable outpouring of emotions made Karenin feel ashamed, so he subconsciously raised his right hand and slightly covered his face.

If Anna had more doubts, distrust, or even panic, all her doubts would have been almost appeased at this moment.

She had been sitting in a soft chair next to Karenin, and after hearing the magical spell, she got up, and a brave one approached the other.

She kissed Karenin, and then the dark part of her heart brightened, and her mind had never been so clear.

Yes, she thinks she loves this man.

Although she did not know what love was, although she had never touched it, in this kiss, she was certain.

If she didn't understand before, if this was not love, then at this moment, she decided that all her feelings for this person were her definition of love.

On a soft Egyptian long-staple cotton carpet, several documents that were once cherished by their owners have fallen on. Spread out and scattered, there is no mere appearance at all.

Looking up along the texture of the mahogany core of the desk, the ten fingers are intertwined.

The thin purple gauze curtain was lifted by the night breeze, and the evening breeze of spring almost carried a sweetness, and the sound of the stream rolled in it, retaining the warmth of the sunset, and there were many hidden feelings.

Although it has not been spoken, it has long been understood. 166 Reading Network