Chapter 57: Huh? Love me?
What he said made Qiao Xiang completely confused.
As soon as Canaan was born, her mother passed away, but it can't be said that Canaan doesn't have a mother, Yan Ruisen's words are too ruthless, which makes Qiao Xiang feel cold when he listens to it.
Although the woman ran to the place where they lived to show off her power, saying that she was Yan Ruisen's legitimate fiancΓ©e, however, most women are in a weak position in the relationship, and it is very difficult to maintain their marriage and family, even betrayal.
The tomatoes were scrambled, and Yan Ruisen slowly poured the egg liquid in the bowl into it, and turned the fire up a little more.
The egg liquid gradually solidifies, forming an omelet in the pan, red and yellow, bubbling with aroma, which makes people doubly appetizing when they look at it.
Qiao Xiang hadn't eaten Yan Ruisen's cooking for many years, he wasn't proficient in cooking, but this little skill was enough to feed her.
"Canaan doesn't have a mother."
After saying this for the second time, Yan Ruisen turned off the heat, put the fried tomato omelet cake on the plate, looked at Qiao Xiang again, and put the plate on her hand, "In the future, when Canaan asks, don't pay attention to it." β
"Cold-blooded!"
Qiao Xiang glared at him fiercely, and walked out of the kitchen with the plate, leaving him with a stinky and hard back.
Yan Ruisen stood in place, distracted for a while.
It's just that Qiao Xiang called him by name just now, and he spoke softly, as if everything seemed to be back in the past that day.
With a pout, he turned around and moved on to the next dish.
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Four dishes and one soup were placed on the ivory-white table, Yan Ruisen sat in the middle, and Qiao Xiang and Yan Jianan were on either side.
Yan Jianan was already hungry, and he couldn't care about his image, so he stripped off a big bowl of rice and ate the tomato egg cake in front of him after a short time of hard work.
When he handed the rice bowl to Yan Ruisen, he was full when he wanted another bowl, Yan Ruisen glanced at him and didn't answer his bowl, "I eat too much at night and have indigestion." β
"Xiangxiang, look at him, don't give me enough to eat, I'm growing my body! Long body! β
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Qiao Xiang was holding a delicate bowl in his hand, and he hadn't eaten much in the bowl yet. I feel that Yan Jianan eats quickly and urgently, and is indeed prone to indigestion.
"Let's get some soup."
Qiao Xiang put down his bowl and took Yan Jianan's bowl to serve him vegetable soup, Yan Jianan sighed, his hands on his cheeks and drooped his eyelids, "Oh my God, this is not married, and if you are not my stepmother, are you two going to join forces to abuse me?" Don't give you enough food, don't give you warm clothes? I'm going to die! β
ββ¦β¦ What nonsense! β
Qiao Xiang's face was red for a while, and he brought the bowl of soup to him and slapped him on the forehead, "Hurry up and eat, I'm going to recite a nursery rhyme after eating." β
"Oh."
Yan Jianan buried his head in the soup, and secretly glanced at Yan Ruisen and Qiao Xiang from time to time.
Yan Ruisen sat still, with a smile on the corner of his lips, as if he was very satisfied with the situation just now.
Under the table.
Qiao Xiang put her legs in order, holding a bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other, and suddenly, a hot touch came from her thighs, which made her look at Yan Ruisen with wide eyes.
The man had finished eating, resting one hand on the table and the other ...... It was on her lap.
However, his face was calm, as if he was a decent gentleman, looking at her with one hand on his cheeks, and his eyes could be affectionate and gentle.
Qiao Xiang's hand holding the bowl and chopsticks was trembling uncontrollably, what the hell was he going to do!
Yan Jianan had no idea what was going on under the table, drank all the soup in the bowl, said "You eat slowly", and then slipped away and went to the living room to watch cartoons.
After Yan Jianan left, Qiao Xiang put down the dishes and chopsticks and pulled the man's hand away, and said with a cold face, "Yan Ruisen, don't rely on me to like Canaan, you can do whatever you want." β
"Now it's all about touching your legs, you used to sit directly on it."
Qiao Xiang was blushing by his words, as if he expected Qiao Xiang to stand up, Yan Ruisen pressed her shoulder with his big hand, and said quietly, "Coming to my house again and again, isn't it interesting to me, just caring about the child?" Who believes! β
"Don't believe it!"
"Qiao Xiang, don't play the trick of wanting to catch the old and indulge anymore, I don't have that patience."
In the next second, Qiao Xiang felt that the chair had shifted instantly, startling her, Yan Ruisen had already pulled the chair she was sitting on to him, propped her hands on the back of her chair, and trapped her whole person between her body and the chair.
Qiao Xiang was furious, "What are you going to do, Canaan is outside!" β
"Leave him alone, talk about our own business."
"There's nothing to say."
After Qiao Xiang finished speaking, he was about to get up, and he pressed it down again, so repeatedly, Qiao Xiang was so angry that he was almost annoyed, "Yan Ruisen, I don't like you at all, especially I don't like that you are already married and have children!" β
The air froze at this moment.
The two of them were so close that they could hear each other's breathing, Yan Ruisen's forearm with his sleeve pressed against the back of the chair where Qiao Xiang was sitting, and his strong and powerful forearm was probably because he was angry and exerted his strength, and at this moment, he puffed up green tendons, and even the color of the blood vessels under the skin was clearly visible.
"Do you mind?" He asked.
Qiao Xiang lowered his eyes and didn't answer, pursed his lips, as if he was so resentful.
Yan Ruisen didn't know what she was angry about, what qualifications did she have to be angry, she walked away without saying a word for six years, what reason and qualifications did she have to ask him to guard her like a jade for these six years!
"Speak!"
Strength erupted with his low voice, Qiao Xiang was so trapped by him, she felt uncomfortable and bad, she swore that no matter what kind of situation she encountered next time, no matter how Canaan pleaded, she would not be able to agree to come to his house again.
"I care."
Qiao Xiang raised her gaze and met the beautiful black eyes, the deep folds of the double eyelids, with a certain vicissitudes of sexiness, she had been fascinated by them and even sank deeply.
"You've been married and had children, why do you think I can accept all of this? Yan Ruisen, I never thought of being a stepmother to Canaan. β
A loud "bang" came from outside, and the two subconsciously looked over, and saw Yan Jianan crying and running upstairs, and on the ground was a giant ceramic doll piggy bank that was shattered.
Obviously, Qiao Xiang's last few words just now made Yan Jianan hear it. And the original intention of these words was not that she really disliked Yan Jianan.
"Canaan!"
Qiao Xiang was in a hurry, pushed Yan Ruisen away and ran outside, chasing all the way to the outside of Yan Jianan's bedroom, but Yan Jiannan locked the door, no matter how she knocked, she just wouldn't open it.
There was a child's whining cry from inside, crying more than ever.
"I know that you just dislike me, you all dislike me, is it only when I die that you are free...... Woowoo woo ......"
"Canaan, open the door, I didn't mean that, don't get me wrong."
Qiao Xiang was in a hurry, how could those words be listened to by the child. In that case, she said that only to dispel Yan Ruisen's thoughts.
At this time, Yan Ruisen was standing next to her with his hands in his pockets, and he didn't ask Yan Jiannan to open the door, and he saw that she was in a hurry without saying a word.
Qiao Xiang was really afraid that Yan Jianan wouldn't be able to open it, so he had to ask him for help, "Do you have the key to this room there?" β
"The key is in Aunt Lin's hands, and Aunt Lin is on vacation."
"Then you knock the door open."
"Woe to you is the one who broke out, and you want to hit yourself."
"You ......"
Qiao Xiang watched Yan Ruisen go back to his bedroom, ignoring the matter here, and Jia Nan was still crying loudly in the room.
He's right, she's in trouble.
Canaan lost his mother at such a young age, and he was already sensitive, and now he must be uncomfortable to death when he hears her say this.
"Canaan, believe me, I really didn't mean that."
Qiao Xiang knocked on the door and tried to explain as much as possible, but Yan Jianan didn't want to hear it at all, "You go, I don't want to see you again, we will no longer be friends in the future!" There you go! β
Canaan ......
"You're leaving!"
Qiao Xiang ran out of ideas, leaned against the door weakly, and then slowly slid down and squatted on the ground.
Inside the house, Yan Jianan kept crying, crying sometimes loud and sometimes small, and Qiao Xiang's heart was about to die of pain when he heard it.
After a while, she got up and walked to the door of Yan Ruisen's room.
The door wasn't closed, it was just hidden, and she knocked twice and went in.
At this time, Yan Ruisen was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and smoking, leaning against the glass, with a casual posture, with one hand in his trouser pocket, a cigarette in one hand, and a cigarette curling from his fingertips.
Qiao Xiang walked up to him with red eyes, lowered his head, and slowly opened his mouth under his calm gaze, "I don't mind this." β
"Oh."
Yan Ruisen nodded lightly, took a puff of cigarette, squinted and raised his hand to pick up her chin, white smoke overflowed from his lips and sprayed on Qiao Xiang's face.
"Which one is this?" He knowingly asked, and it was extremely hateful.
"I don't mind Canaan, so I ......"
Qiao Xiang looked at him, he also looked at her, he didn't finish his words, but he knew what she meant.
"Love me?" He spoke.
Qiao Xiang didn't answer, he pinched her chin a little harder, and when he asked again, he had lost patience, "Huh?" Love me? β
Qiao Xiang lowered his eyes and stopped looking at him, followed by a long silence.
He didn't get the answer he wanted, but he wasn't disappointed.
If she doesn't say anything, it's not that she doesn't love.
Yan Ruisen's head was lowered, his handsome face enlarged in Qiao Xiang's eyes, and the cold thin lips mixed with the smell of tobacco were imprinted, covering her lips heavily.
At the same moment, Yan Ruisen threw the cigarette butt in the ashtray on the side, put his hands around Qiao Xiang's slender waist, turned around, and pressed her against the floor-to-ceiling window.
Qiao Xiang's tears of anger fell, there was no way to take him, and there was no way to take himself.
Yan Ruisen said one thing right, he loved his son so much, but it was because it was his son.
cares so much about Canaan, but because of his surname Yan, he has Yan Ruisen's blood flowing in his body.
No one can explain such a delicate matter, and the truth of love and love is obvious at such times.
Negative and angry, Yan Ruisen bit her lip fiercely, Qiao Xiang frowned in pain, muttered twice, and was swallowed by him.
The big hand moved to her thigh, and the smooth and delicate palm touch was Qiao Xiang's beautiful skin. Yan Ruisen raised the hem of her skirt, rubbed her, touched her, came to the base of her leg, and without thinking about probing into her only cover.
Qiao Xiang grabbed his hand and panted slightly, "Don't do this." β