Chapter 492: In a word, a marriage 15

In fact, not only at noon today, when he lived in Ming Zheng before, Long Lifei also specially instructed Qingfeng to take care of the taste of Yan'er, but also to have the taste of Allure, not too light.

I didn't find it before, until last night Your Excellency put down the tableware after eating a few bites of vegetables, and he suddenly realized that he lived in Ming Zhengju before, and most of the dishes Your Excellency ate belonged to the taste of Mrs., and the light dishes were touched less.

If it weren't for Qingfeng mentioning it, Ye Tingcheng wouldn't have noticed, she remembered that Long Lifei used to eat, basically vegetarian, and he basically didn't touch the heavy oil and salt, but these days when they eat together, I don't know when he seems to slowly start eating oily dishes.

Could it really be because of himself that he even has changed his taste for eating, and because of himself, he can eat better than usual?

But what kind of logic is this?

She's not a stomach digester, nor is it an appetizer!

Ye Tingcheng returned to the room, lying on the *, his eyes closed, and the words of the breeze echoed in his mind over and over again.

"Your Excellency and Mrs. Mingxi went to the United States, and Miss Yan married in country A, leaving Your Excellency alone. I believe you can see more clearly than I have seen how difficult your life has been over the years. Knowing that you are going to marry him, I am truly happy for Your Excellency. But after you marry Your Excellency, you will leave, this is two years, Your Excellency did not mention a word, but everything was done for Mrs. Liang, this heart, not every man can do. For so many years, you have never said anything about everything you have done for the people around you, and you have borne everything silently, such people are easy to suffer by themselves. ”

There are some things, Qingfeng doesn't say, she can see clearly, and some things, Qingfeng said, but it makes her feel more mixed in her heart.

The feelings of resurrection from death are deep in his heart, growing green shoots, and he has slowly longed for a place in his heart.

Even if it's just a corner, it's satisfying.

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Dinner was very silent, and when he took the medicine, Ye Tingcheng didn't hesitate, complained again and again, swallowed the pill very simply, and drank a glass of warm water.

Long Lifei told her to rest early, she still had work to deal with.

"That dragon is not wrong" Ye Tingcheng got up and stood in place, looking at his long and gloomy back.

Long Lifei stopped and looked back at her.

"I slept a lot during the day, I can't sleep now, it's boring to be alone in the room, can I come to your study to play, I promise not to disturb your work!" Ye Qingcheng spoke softly, and weakly raised her hand to assure, she had no confidence, because she was an active person.

Long Lifei frowned and hesitated for a few seconds, but finally agreed.

Ye Chengcheng breathed a sigh of relief, followed him quickly, walked behind him, and followed him to the study.

"You're at your own convenience." Long Lifei dropped a sentence lightly, sat down at the desk by himself, and began to deal with some mail that had to be handled.

Ye Chengcheng looked around the study, slowly walked to the sofa and sat down, there was a box of chess under the coffee table, she was bored, she took it, played chess with herself, and had a lot of fun.

Long Lifei was working, and the corner of his eye swept to her, seeing her entertaining herself, a smile crossed her dark eyes, and after a few seconds of pause, she concentrated on her work.

When he looked up again, the wall clock on the wall had already reached half past eleven, and Ye Tingcheng on the sofa didn't know when he was tired of playing, so he drew a book and saw that he was asleep.

"Ah Tilt Ah Tilt" Long Lifei squatted in front of her and called her softly, why didn't she know to go back to the room to sleep when she was sleepy? !

Ye Chengcheng's eyelashes covering his eyes moved slightly, his thin lips opened slightly, and his voice was slurred: "Don't, it's noisy......"

Long Lifei knew that she didn't like to be disturbed when she was sleeping, so he had no choice but to avoid her wounds, carefully took her into his arms, and got up and walked out of the room.

Ye Chengcheng curled up in his arms like a cat, quiet and well-behaved, his breath seemed to spray on his white shirt, through the thin fabric, penetrating his skin, lazy and warm.

Worried that she would wake her up, her steps were very slow, and after passing through the corridor and walking all the way to the bedroom, many servants saw Your Excellency holding your wife, moving cautiously and with a gentle expression, and many people inevitably wanted to ask the archdeacon Qingfeng, whether there would be a little highness in the presidential palace soon.

In the bedroom, Long Lifei had carefully placed her on the *, and her movements had been carefully repeated, but she still heard a snort that seemed to be nothing.

"The wound hurts?" He whispered in her ear, unsure if she could hear it.

Ye Qingcheng mumbled vaguely, probably because it was really painful, and his brows were furrowed.

Long Lifei hesitated again and again, but finally lifted the quilt, lay down beside her, passed under her neck with his long arms, avoided the wound and gently took her into his arms, "Then sleep by me." ”

Ye Tingcheng obediently lay on his chest, his fingers pinched his white shirt, his breathing gradually calmed down, and his brows loosened

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For a week, Long Lifei came back to accompany Ye Chengcheng for breakfast, lunch and dinner, and also accompanied her at night, so that she could sleep by herself, so as not to touch the wound and hurt.

This child did not sleep honestly, he began to sleep on his stomach, and when he fell asleep, he unconsciously lay flat, and when he touched the wound, he was too lazy to move, and continued to sleep, and it didn't hurt when he fell asleep.

Long Li is not a light sleep, every night as long as she moves a little, he wakes up, sees that she wants to lie down, immediately takes her to her chest and lies on her stomach, she sleeps peacefully, and her body will slowly get better.

Long Ziqi called, the reason was that Xiao Long Jin would shout inarticulately, she was very happy, and naturally wanted to share it with Long Lifei, and by the way, she urged him and Allure to have a child in disguise.

People who have never given birth to children will never be able to experience the joy and pride of being a parent, especially when Xiaolong Jin does something that makes her cry and laugh every time.

On the phone and video, Long Ziqi taught Xiao Long Jin to call Long Lifei "uncle", Xiao Long Jin would only repeatedly shout the unclear Ma Ma Ma Ma, and now even his father has not learned it.

Ye Tingcheng sat on the sofa and played games with Long Lifei's tablet, he came over with his mobile phone and asked Long Ziqi and Ah Qian to say a few words.

She was wearing loose clothes and bare her shoulders, Long Ziqi saw the bandages at a glance, and her tone was concerned: "Allure, you are injured, why didn't you tell me." ”

Ye Chengcheng put down the tablet and smiled indifferently: "It's almost good now, why bother telling you, it's not a big deal to worry about one more person." ”

Long Ziqi saw that she looked good, and let go of the worries in her heart, "Don't work so hard, after all, you are married, and you have to think more about Ah Li." ”

Ye Chengcheng glanced at the handsome man beside him and chuckled: "Don't worry, I will definitely live well, and I will never let him be widowed." ”

It's just a joke, who would have thought that fate would turn over for clouds and cover hands for rain, a thought arises, the end of the world is close at hand, a thought is extinguished, the end of the world is close at hand.

Long Lifei raised his eyebrows and looked at her unhappily, how did this kid speak?!

dared to make such a joke, it seems that not only is the injury fine, but there seems to be no gap between these two people.

chatted a few words, asked Long Lifei to take Allure to country A as a guest, and asked them when they would announce their marriage.

Prevaricated perfunctorily, cut off the call, Long Ziqi put down the phone, Jin Cunxu just came in, handed Long Jin over to the maid and took him away.

"Allure and Ah Li don't seem to be quite the same." Long Ziqi seemed to be talking to him, and it was also like telling himself.

"Huh?" Jin Cunxu didn't react, his slender arms hugged her, lowered his head and kissed her hair, his ears and temples grinding.

Long Ziqi was very itchy by him, and stretched out his hand to push him, "I'm talking to you about Ah Li and Allure, why don't you care at all?" "Anyway, it's his brother-in-law, half an elder brother.

Jin Cunxu's thin lips opened lightly: "Compared to Ah Li, you shouldn't care more about me?" "Since they had Long Jin, their nightlife has been pitiful.

Long Ziqi raised his eyes, as bright as a star: "After being married for so many years, you are still jealous with Ah Li?" ”

"It's not just Ah Li, but also Long Jin" Wen Cun's tone was slightly sour, and his warm fingers had already penetrated into his clothes, "You want to suffocate me. Incompetent? ”

"I ...... Hmmm......"

Before he finished speaking, he had already lowered his head and kissed her on the lips, he had been destroyed by Long Jin several times before, and he stopped halfway, he hadn't touched her for half a month.

Tonight, I won't let her go easily no matter what.

As for Xiaolong Jin, you just obediently go and block your grandfather.

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The lights in the room went out, and Ye Chengcheng lay on Long Lifei's chest, his eyes wide in the dark, his fingers habitually tugging at his clothes, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

legs, moving for a while, moving again and again, repeating several times, Long Lifei finally couldn't help but press her legs under his legs, and his voice was low: "Sleep well." ”

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Young Master: I'm not feeling well, so I'm still keeping the bottom 6,000 words, and I'll add it when I get better. As for the reason for being unwell, I think every woman has a few days a month, and I'm the same as a man, you know.