Ding Ai felt as if his throat was blocked by something.

The person on the other end of the phone was also very patient, and did not speak again, but waited quietly for her to speak.

Ding Ai felt that his heartbeat was so loud that he could hear it on the other end of the phone.

So she took her phone away.

"How did you have my phone?"

"Someone checked." The man was blunt and added: "If you want to take it, I won't go to your house." ”

Ding Ai suddenly realized what Jian Tianqi's visit to the door today was a lack of morality.

Dare to love her to hide from Qingjing and inadvertently delay the ancestor's business, so he personally came to arrest people.

So his younger brother was angry and left, which can only be said to be a bad fate.

Ding Ai smiled and said, "The phone is not turned on." ”

"I know." It was picked up quickly this time.

Ding Ai touched her nose, and was so confused by the fluctuating rhythm of the other party's question and answer that she didn't know what to say for a while, and she was reluctant to hang up the phone, so she simply shut up and pricked up her ears to listen to Jian Tianqi's movements.

But when she settled down to listen, she found that the man's voice was not only slightly hoarse, but also breathing longer than usual.

She was stunned for a moment and blurted out, "You drank?" ”

"Yes."

"Didn't you say drink occasionally?"

"Today is an occasional eventuality."

Ding Ai choked. Suddenly I felt that I was simply sick and looking for abuse.

She wanted to hang up the phone, but before she could press the hang up button, there was a muffled thunder outside the window, accompanied by an imperceptible gasp on the other end of the phone.

Ding Ai was stunned for a moment.

Then he smiled and said: "Third Brother Jian, who is 'ghostly and worried', aren't you so old, and you're still afraid of thunder?" ”

Through the headphones, Jian Tianqi heard that the female voice was a little narrow.

There were no lights on in the room.

Jian Tianqi sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and the green tendons on his forehead hadn't had time to hide. His shirt was messily open, and the tight muscles in his chest could be seen from the neckline.

The Macallan whisky on the ground has gone down for most of its bottles. In the usually dark and sharp pupils, there is a rain-like mist outside the window at the moment.

The female voice on the other end of the phone was crisp and vivid, a little hazy through the rain, but it wrapped a trace of warmth around her chest faster than alcohol. It was like that thunderstorm night many years ago.

In the dark room, the man leaned against the cold glass and couldn't help but close his eyes.

Ding Ai heard that there was no response, and thought he was angry.

Who knew that Leng Buding suddenly popped out a sentence-

"You tell a story."

"Huh?"

Storytelling? What's the story?

"Any story."

It seems to have a mind-reading skill on that end.

Ding Aimer.

After a while, the silence on the other end finally confirmed that the man was serious.

She knows a bunch of stories. Qin Ge was very clingy to her when she was young, and always pestered her to tell stories at night.

Ding Ai frowned, and his heart ached.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, Jian Tianqi's heart disease has not been cured.

She subconsciously softened her voice and said slowly: "Once upon a time there were three little pigs......"

Her voice is very soft, deep but a little soft and waxy that she usually doesn't have. When you taste it, there is a sense of coaxing.

Because she was originally listening to an audio book, Jian Tianqi was wearing headphones, and now the female voice on the other end caused a burst of noise from her eardrums through the headphones.

In contrast, audiobooks suddenly seem boring.

So Jian Tianqi simply quit the audiobook software and closed his eyes. Let the soft female voice fill the space like a warm velvet cloth, isolating the sound of thunderstorms.

After Ding Ai's story was told, he also found that the person on the other end of the phone was breathing for a long time and seemed to be asleep.

She looked at the silent timer on the phone screen with a complicated expression, and did not say anything more.

Hanging up the phone, she looked out the window at the thunderstorm.

The phone was clutched to her chest, and her mind couldn't help but drift away......

Ding Ai learned from the past. After Qin Gehao came back, she didn't dare to reveal half a word about marriage.

She decided that it would be better to put it off for a while and confess when she found a suitable time.

Besides, even if Qin Ge didn't attend, there was Hu Lan in the woman's house, and the scene would not be too weird.

Who knew that in the early morning of the wedding day, Hu Lan's face was pale, vomiting and diarrhea, and even had a low-grade fever. Ding Ai checked his pulse and found that it was food poisoning.

Hu Lan had the same delicious food as her and Qin Ge yesterday, and she didn't know what she had eaten by mistake.

This food poisoning came in a strange way, and Ding Ai didn't think much about it. boiled good medicine for Hu Lan to let her rest well, and got into the car sent by the Qin family to pick her up early.

Normally, the relatives are picked up at the woman's house. But Ding Ai's situation just violated a taboo of their family, that is, the woman who married was not "both parents" when she got married.

It's not impossible to do this. It is nothing more than looking for a family with no children under the golden wedding of the couple, arranging Ding Ai to go there to make up, and then sending a car to Jane's house.

Ding Ai originally laughed at the other party's feudal superstition, which was too much.

Now this "extra move" is exactly what Ding Ai wants.

Otherwise, a vote of people went to the house noisily early in the morning, alarming Qin Ge, who didn't know about it, and disturbing Hu Lan, who was asleep before dawn, to rest.

The wedding was held in a very low-key manner, and the Jane family refused the media, but the invited guests were all proud. Ding Ai casually watched several characters who usually appeared on her TV in a row.

Her palms were a little sweaty. My heart was pounding.

She looked at herself in the mirror. When he put on light makeup on his face and pursed his lips and smiled, he also had a kind of coquettishness that made him unfamiliar.

She couldn't help but feel a little funny.

She has experienced a lot of life and death, but now it is just a wedding with him, which makes her nervous to the point of trance.

She really wants to marry him.

Jian Tianqi.

The dream that she had been hiding in the deepest part of her heart and not daring to touch.

She sat in the dressing room until the time came, and when she walked out of the room, the whispers fell into her ears.

The guests occasionally looked at her with unconcealed disdain and ridicule. She was a good listener, and those snobbish remarks didn't fall into her ears, but it made her settle down.

At the end of the red carpet, the sun was just right. She saw Jian Tianqi standing among the guests who came to congratulate him, wearing a black dragon coat embroidered with gold thread, red satin on the cuffs, his eyebrows were like splashing ink, his face was cold, and he was as tall as a tree with strong branches. And those dark eyes, like a deep pool and like the frost of the night, the moment they looked at her, they were also cold.

But even though there was no smile in his eyes, she still saw the corners of his thin lips slightly hooked.

It was just a momentary thing, and Ding Ai felt that his heart was beating like a drum, and his breathing was tight.

"Xiao Ai, come."

The low voice and the fragrance of flowers enveloped her, as if gently lifting her heart and her soul.

She looked at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and saw Leng Rui, who did not lose his prime.

The surrounding guests couldn't see it, and with Jian Tianqi's words, they immediately made a louder noise.

Even though he knew about this man's scene, Ding Ai still felt that he was about to have a myocardial infarction.

She took a deep breath without a trace and slowly reached out her hand.

But just as she was about to put her hand in his, an abrupt clamor accompanied by the sound of chaotic footsteps came from the doorway.

"Yo-yo wedding?"

"Why don't you invite Lao Tzu to the wedding! Which dog. The mother's white-eyed wolf is holding a wedding here? Phew! ”

Ding Ai was stunned for a moment, and saw a big man wearing sunglasses to describe obscenity break into the venue with more than a dozen people.

She could hear the screams of the security guard at the door.

There were cries of pain, but no fighting was heard.

Ding Ai's gaze swept over a few people who came in, and the people who came seemed to be unpopular, but their qi was extremely stable.

Stable and lively.

It's a master!

Ding Ai remembered that Jian Tianqi beside her had only been injured seven days ago, and she subconsciously moved a step and a half in front of him without a trace, as if she was not angry and wanted to talk to him, and her words were quite sarcastic: "The person who came is not good." You said that if I marry you, I am on a thief ship, so uneasy. First, there was a serial murder case, and then there were even weddings. ”

Her words were harsh, but the step and a half of moving in front of him still fell into Jian Tianqi's eyes.

His eyes fell on her thin shoulders. At the bottom of the dark eyes, a complicated expression flashed.

She's ......

Protecting him?