When she met Fu Lisong downstairs in the studio, Li Qiang didn't tell anyone.

I returned home like a nobody, but found that Fu Xiao, who hadn't been home for a long time, had come back today.

The moment she saw Fu Xiao, a hint of emptiness flashed in Li Qiang's eyes.

However, Li Qiang covered it up very well and was not noticed by Fu Xiao.

The two looked at each other in the living room for a moment, Li Qiang was the first to come back to her senses, immediately adjusted her mood, and said hello to Fu Xiao as usual.

It seems that last week he became seriously ill because of his madness never happened, and it seemed that he disappeared during his illness.

Looking at Li Qiang's grinning expression, the corners of the man's lips on the other side tightened.

Obviously, Li Qiang's heartlessness and lack of lungs, Fu Xiao can't do it.

Even for Li Qiang's attitude at the moment, Fu Xiao was extremely displeased.

After a cold snort, Fu Xiao turned around and walked to the study, leaving Li Qiang, who was still waving, in place.

Looking at the man's cold back, the corners of Li Qiang's mouth twitched slightly.

Hey! What a man, this is.

I don't remember the villain, but I was disliked by others?

Li Qiang pursed the corners of her lips and took her hand back in a sneering manner.

But to be honest, in fact, she was a little embarrassed just now, and she didn't know what identity and attitude to face Fu Xiao.

Lover? It doesn't seem to be.

Wife? It doesn't seem to be.

Friend? It doesn't seem to be even more.

Moreover, Li Qiang is not 100% sure of Fu Xiao's attitude towards her now.

What if she was self-inflicted?

The possibilities are still very high......

So the chaotic identity and chaotic feelings made Li Qiang only turn on the self-defense mechanism, that is, to pretend to be stupid, when everything didn't exist, everything didn't happen.

At dinner time.

An eerie picture is presented on the dining table.

Li Qiang and Fu Xiao, two people, one south and one north, sat at opposite ends of the table, far away.

The air was calm and scary.

During the meal, Li Qiang obviously felt extremely uncomfortable with this calm, and wanted to say something three times and twice, but was persuaded by Fu Xiao's grim expression.

Damn.

Li Qiang frustrated Xiaohuya, feeling that she was simply a fool.

Obviously, the beast in front of him did not agree with him and committed atrocities against him, and made her sick in bed for a whole week. The person who did the wrong thing is obviously him, why is it himself who is coaxing people now?

As soon as she thought of this, Li Qiang was angry. simply put on a stinky face and no longer tried to ease the embarrassing situation.

Two people are like strangers living under the same roof.

This strange state lasted from the dining room to the study, and until sleep, and the two did not communicate at all.

In the bedroom, Li Qiang wrapped herself in a quilt and rolled to the side of the bed on her side.

When the chandelier went out, only the warm yellow bedside lamp was on.

Li Qiang leaned sideways and pricked up her ears to listen to the movement of the man behind her.

He should still be on business, and there is the sound of turning pages from time to time.

After Li Qiang eavesdropped for a while, the sleepy insect came to mind, the upper and lower eyelids began to fight, and the tense body relaxed little by little.

At this moment, Fu Xiao, who was half-lying at the head of the bed behind Li Qiang, put down the documents in his hand.

He flipped through the document for more than ten minutes, but in fact he didn't read a word.

All his attention was on Li Qiang's body, and he couldn't take half of it off.

Although during this time, all the movements about Li Qiang will be sent to his office three times a day.

However, how can those cold words and videos be compared to a living person.

But...... He can't come back.

To be precise, I didn't dare to come back.

He was afraid that he would hurt her again, maybe even worse than the last time.

The man's Adam's apple slid slightly in the light.

In the bottomless pupils, the restrained possessiveness twisted wildly, roaring, roaring.

Once this force gets out of control, the consequences are bound to be unimaginable.

After a long time, the green tendons on the back of Fu Xiao's hand finally faded little by little.

He took a deep breath and slowly placed the crumpled paper in his palm on the head of the bed.

Although Fu Xiao's movements had been as careful as possible, he still woke up Li Qiang, who was sleeping lightly.

Too many things had happened between the two before, so this time Fu Xiao's return made her a little awkward, and naturally she didn't sleep so peacefully.

But just as Li Qiang wanted to move her body a little and adjust to a more comfortable sleeping position, she suddenly felt the man behind her leaning over her.

The next second, a gentle kiss landed on her cheek.

Immediately afterwards, the small kisses traced the side of her face like feathers, restrained and heart-palpitating, and intoxicating.

"Li Qiang ......"

A hoarse, low voice sounded softly in her ears.

"Li Qiang ......"

The deep voice was tinged with pain.

"Li Qiang, don't leave, okay?"

The pain gradually turned to pleading, with a shiver that almost suffocated.

"Don't leave, please ......"