In the dimly lit room, Rong Che suppressed her, but was inexplicably silent.

Lin Qinghuan chuckled, stretched out his hand to push him away, Rong Che didn't resist, lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling, and after a while, he turned sideways and Lin Qinghuan held it in his arms, his warm lips were close to her ear, and his voice was warm: "Are you angry?" ”

"Oh?" Lin Qinghuan didn't refuse his hug, but his tone was obviously a little angry: "Why should I be angry? Or is there something you've done that would make me angry, and I don't know yet. ”

"Don't make a fuss, talk well."

Rong Che didn't care about anything else, but Lin Qinghuan's yin and yang weird words made him inexplicably a little irritable.

Rong Che wanted to hug her tighter, but Lin Qinghuan put his arm between the two of them, preventing him from making further movements.

"Why didn't I speak properly?" Lin Qinghuan was a little aggressive: "Make it clear!" ”

Rong Che smiled in a low voice: "I know everything, but I still pretend not to know and ask me, what kind of person is it called to talk well?" ”

"Know everything?" Lin Qinghuan chuckled, and his tone was a little sly: "I'm sorry, I don't know anything." ”

"Huanhuan ......" Rong Che's voice was soft and low, calling her name and said slowly: "Don't mess with me, okay?" ”

"Who's going to mess with you!"

Rong Che's warm palm was placed on her waist against her clothes, and the hot temperature in her palm made Lin Qinghuan uncomfortably dodge.

"What if you meet Shen Fengyan? I used to just take you back, and I didn't mean to doubt you, Huanhuan, I believe in you......"

"I don't believe it!" Lin Qinghuan retorted without hesitation: "If you really believe me, you won't pass." ”

"I'm worried about you!"

"It's a set of pretty words!"

Rong Che: "Really! ”

Lin Qinghuan was actually not very angry, but he was a little unhappy when he thought of Qin Yao going to find Rong Che again.

However, thinking of Qin Yao, he couldn't help but think of the old man's birthday, was silent for a while, and asked, "Did Qin Yao tell you?" ”

Rong Che's bony fingers wrapped around her soft hair, and when she heard Lin Qinghuan mention Qin Yao, she couldn't help but pause in the movements of her hand, and after a while, she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's not her." ”

Lin Qinghuan's eyebrows frowned slightly: "It's not her?" ”

Who would that be?

It's not that Lin Qinghuan has to think about Qin Yao, but people who are keen to pour dirty water on her head, she can't find a few, it just so happens that Qin Yao is one of them, and coincidentally, Qin Yao happened to do it when she splashed dirty water on her head.

With the moonlight shining into the room through the window, and adjusting to the current brightness of the room, it was easy for Rong Che to see the expression on her face.

Seeing her staring at her eyebrows, she couldn't help but want to reach out to help her smooth out the ups and downs of her eyebrows.

After all, no matter before or now, the last thing he could see was Lin Qinghuan's frowning appearance.

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but sneer.

Where had he seen her frowning before, it was all a blind guess.

Rong Che's calloused fingertips fell on Lin Qinghuan's eyebrows, smoothing the ups and downs between her eyebrows little by little, the delicate and gentle touch made Lin Qinghuan a little uncomfortable, reached out and took away his hand in the center of his eyebrows, and his soft tone revealed a little lazy complaint: "Qin Yao, I can understand, after all, she has never looked at me well, and besides, her ability to add oil and vinegar has always been very good......

After all, several times, she was led by Qin Yao's nose, Rong Che ...... Nature is no exception.

In fact, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that Qin Yao was good.

When she married Rong Che, Jean didn't even know that there was Qin Yao again, but now that she thinks about it, every conversation between Qin Yao and her at that time was firmly and ruthlessly poked at her vital point.

Inexplicably, she will be emotionally involved.

Thinking about it, Lin Qinghuan took a deep breath, and his voice was full of impatience: "Who else can there be besides her?" ”

"Then where did you put Hu Xiahuan?" Rong Che said slowly.

Hu Xiahuan......

yes, it's her.

She also sees herself as a thorn in the flesh!

However, when she thought of Hu Xiahuan, Lin Qinghuan had to think of Shen Fengyan, and when she thought of Shen Fengyan, she ......

Lin Qinghuan didn't speak for a long time, and he still turned his back to Rong Che.

Rong Che propped himself on the bed, leaned over to hold her in his arms, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?" ”

Lin Qinghuan shook his head.

She didn't want to talk, and besides, she didn't know what to say to Rong Che?

Rong Che's voice was still gentle and indifferent: "Are you uncomfortable?" ”

Lin Qinghuan was silent for a while and said, "I have a headache." ”

"Is it just a headache?"

Rong Che was silent for a while, and asked in a deep voice.

It was obviously a question sentence, but it could come out of his mouth, indifferently as if he were stating some established fact.

It's like, Rong Che at this moment is extremely sure that Lin Qinghuan is not just a headache at the moment.

However, even though the displeasure in Rong Che's tone was already so obvious, Lin Qinghuan still didn't speak.

In the drowsy moonlight, the two were silently deadlocked.

But in the end, it was Rong Che who compromised.

Reaching out and pulling her into his arms, he gently rubbed her temples with calloused fingertips, and after a while, he asked gently, "Does it still hurt?" ”

Lin Qinghuan cautiously leaned into her arms, did not answer, but asked Hu Xiahuan to come: "What did she tell you?" ”

Rong Che didn't answer, and the movements of his hands still didn't stop.

What will Hu Xiahuan say to Rong Che, do you still need to ask?

Zuo is not much different from Qin Yao, and she added fuel and vinegar to tell Rong Che about her meeting with Lin Qinghuan.

However, Lin Qinghuan couldn't figure it out.

How did Hu Xiahuan know about her meeting with Shen Fengyan?

Rong Che's reaction was also expected by Lin Qinghuan, his slender arms wrapped around his waist, leaning on the position of his heart, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, and his soft voice was mixed with a little helplessness: "I may really be a troublesome woman, right?" It's pretentious and pretentious"

Rong Che breathed a deep sigh of relief, put his strong arm on her, and the next moment, firmly hugged her: "As long as it's not someone else's trouble, I am willing to coax you to do whatever you do, how hypocritical you are." ”

Lin Qinghuan sneered in a low voice: "I have a history of empathy." ”

"The previous conviction is not important, the important thing is whether there are signs now." Rong Che leaned sideways, holding her firmly on his body.

The corners of Lin Qinghuan's mouth raised casually: "What if there are signs?" ”

Rong Che pressed Lin Qinghuan's wrist on both sides of her body with ten fingers, even though he knew that what she was saying now was a joke, the force that restrained her still increased involuntarily.

"It hurts!"

Lin Qinghuan felt that his wrist was about to be broken by him, and he struggled involuntarily.

But the more she struggled, the more Rong Che choked her harder.

Lin Qinghuan turned his head sideways and didn't look at her, breathed a sigh of relief, and said steadily: "Are you trying to kill me?" ”

"If you dare!" Rong Che gritted his teeth.

I'll kill you!

Naturally, the last sentence, Rong Che did not declare it.

But his current behavior is indicative of what he will do.

Lin Qinghuan gritted his teeth and stabilized his breath: "You know that I won't ...... now"

"Well, you really won't now." Rong Che's voice was hoarse and low, and every word was a sign of his anger.

Speaking of which, Lin Qinghuan and Rong Che haven't quarreled for a long time.

At first, she accommodated Rong Che, and then later, it was Rong Che's lawlessness and connivance with her, even if she was unreasonable and unforgiving, Rong Che never seemed to care.

However, now Lin Qinghuan understands.

It's not that Rong Che doesn't care, but he doesn't want to care.

He gave her everything he could, including doing whatever he wanted.

So, many times, it's not that he doesn't doubt her, but, for him, there are things more important than doubt.

Give her freedom and let her stay with her without any worries.

What Rong Che has always wanted, that's all.

Can......

I'm not afraid to tell you, I feel like I'm missing some of my memory, so I want to find a counselor in this area to see if there is a cure." ’

Her tone of understatement was like taking a sharp knife and stabbing him in the heart, not only that, but even if it stabbed into his heart, it was ...... unscrupulously stirred and played in his heart.

Rong Che had always thought that in his early years in the special forces, he fought with death regardless of day and black, and he should have ignored all the pain.

But it still doesn't work!

Lu Huai won't be nosy, but if Lin Qinghuan wants to, Song Chi won't sit idly by.

Lin Qinghuan took the initiative to go to Song Chi to ask him for help, at that time, even if he wanted to stop it, it was absolutely impossible to stop it.

Moreover, it was at this time......

Rong Che looked at her condescendingly, and breathed a deep sigh of relief, and then the force that restrained her hand also loosened a lot.

However, he let go of his hand, followed by a crisp slap in the face.

It wasn't the first time Lin Qinghuan had slapped him, but this time, Rong Che obviously felt disgusted.

Rong Che turned his head sideways after being beaten, the corners of his mouth were hot and painful, his slender and bony fingers pressed the corners of his mouth, his Adam's apple couldn't help rolling, and his gloomy voice couldn't be heard clearly: "Huanhuan, am I not good to you?" ”

Lin Qinghuan was silent.

She couldn't answer that question.

However, Rong Che didn't hear her answer, and laughed lowly, his tone full of mockery: "So, I still can't compare to him, can I?" ”

When Lin Qinghuan hit him too hard, her fingertips trembled numbly, she moved slightly, swallowed her saliva and barely held her breath: "This is the matter of the two of us, what does it have to do with him!" ”

Rong Che smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Are you blaming me for implicating him?" ”

"As you said yourself, he doesn't owe me anything, and since he doesn't owe me anything, why do you blame him for all the unhappiness between the two of us?" Lin Qinghuan breathed a deep sigh of relief, his tone was slow, but obviously, there was anger and blame hidden in his tone.

Rong Che smiled, and the tip of his tongue casually hooked the corners of his mouth.