Wearing a phoenix crown and a xia veil again, in the face of these second candles, Yanran's heart is complicated.

I still remember half a year ago today, full of joy and expectation, she handed her life into the hands of her husband, in exchange for a series of unbearable years.

Now, can she still have hopes? And this time, will it be different?

A woman's life can't withstand God's repeated teasing, she has only one heart, and she has always been carefully guarded, waiting to be handed over, and he, will he cherish it?

Sitting in the new house, her thoughts were chaotic, she couldn't dissolve, she couldn't figure it out, it was a blank idea of the future.

At this moment, Qingyuan walked in silently.

These days, he has been deliberately avoiding her. Marrying Yanran was out of helplessness, and if he could ignore her, he tried his best to treat her as if she didn't exist.

He doesn't even look at such a woman, and in this life, he will never treat her as a wife!

And at this moment, if it weren't for the last resort, he really didn't want to come in.

The two of them each had a corner of their new house, and Qingyuan was silent with torment, wanting to see how long she could last.

As the world passed bit by bit, Yan Ran didn't dare to move, but the heavy phoenix crown on top really made her shoulders and neck sore, but there was no sound in the room---

Did he come in? Or did it come and go?

Through the big red Shipa, she secretly guessed.

Gathering her courage, she carefully lifted the corner of the Hippa to find out---

"What? Can't wait? A sneering tone floated in. Yan Ran froze in action.

He'--- he's here!

Yan Ran was frightened, hurriedly withdrew her hand, and sat upright.

But --- strange, how could this sound be so familiar? In a cold voice that echoes in my head for days---

Qingyuan snorted contemptuously, couldn't stand being in the same room with her anymore, and wanted to leave when he turned around.

At the same time, Yan Ran couldn't suppress the growing suspicion, and couldn't help but speak: "Husband, can you expose Xipa first?" ”

Qingyuan paused.

Oh, my God! Did he hear him right? This is a familiar soft rhythm---

didn't think much about it, he rushed to the bed, pulled out the big red Xipa, and the moment their eyes met, the two gasped in surprise at the same time.

"Is that you?"

"Is that you?"

What a coincidence! Did God hear their hearts and grant them what they wanted?

The moment he saw her, Qingyuan's heart was throbbing, but after a while, his face sank: "Are you Yanran?" ”

How so? The fresh and dusty beauty in his memory turned out to be the frivolous woman who was unwilling to be lonely in his mouth?

No, no! It's a big joke!

For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he should rejoice that she was his wife or be angry that she was not as pure as he had imagined.

Too many thoughts came back to her mind at once, including her hatred for being Qinghuai's wife for half a year. and almost remarried Xuanli, and even ---

His self-proclaimed emperor Lao Tzu, I'm afraid that she is also confused by her pure fairy-like temperament, right?

What a perfect acting! deceived every pair of eyes. Including him!

Every time I think about it, the flames of anger rise uncontrollably.

He knew that during that period of time, Xuanli often entered the palace to find her, and cultivated feelings in the name of beauty, in essence, who knows what they did secretly! With Xuanli's prodigal love temperament, a beautiful woman is right in front of him, and his identity is his unmarried wife, how can he not be touched?

No wonder Xuan Li always said good things for her and defended her desperately---

Oh, my God! What kind of woman is she?

If in the past, he wouldn't have cared at all, how many men she had, how far she had been profligate, it was none of his business, from the beginning, he didn't intend to touch her, but now---

Can he still keep his original intention and ignore her existence?

"Husband?" Yanran called timidly.

What was he thinking? Why is your expression so solemn? Doesn't he want her to be his wife?

Qingyuan's heart shook slightly, and then he sneered: "I'm not so blessed!" ”

Who knows how many people she has called 'husband'!

The slender heart was stabbed, and she lowered her eyelids: "I know, you are not happy to marry me." ”

Qingyuan looked away, deliberately not looking at her lonely and pitiful little face: "Are you happy to marry me?" ”

"I don't --- have a choice."

What a choice!

Qingyuan was inexplicably annoyed.

"In other words, it doesn't matter if the person you marry today is me or Xuanli, or even anyone, it doesn't matter, right?" He didn't know what he was uncomfortable with, and the heavy melancholy weighed on his heart and lingered.

What do you say "I ---"? Did she say she had secretly looked forward to it? Such embarrassing words, how did she say it!

Damn her! How dare you be speechless!

"Excellent! In that case, I don't need to treat you differently, do I? "Anyway, in her heart, he has no meaning except that he is a 'husband', so he just needs to overcome his husband's accusations!

Qingyuan's unexpected probe pulled her ......

"Hmm---" Yan Ran whispered, instinctively reaching out against him, but he didn't seem to be the same thing, clasped her slender soft behind him, and moved his other hand to the back of her head, pressing more firmly against him, completely occupying her soft lips.

The feeling of touching her, like the last time, is so beautiful, so sinking---

Forgetting how it began, and forgetting the anger he had, he couldn't help but explore more deeply, just wanting to fully absorb her beauty.

Yan Ran muttered, instinctively facing him, unable to think anymore.

When his actions swept her, it seemed to stir the weakest emotional strings in the depths of her soul, swept away all her senses, and burned an earth-shattering flame.

His plunder, so wild and complete, completely confused her mind. This is a feeling she has never felt, in his arms, she has turned into a pool of spring water, and can only cling to him---

The warm palm seems to contain endless magic, and a series of strange feelings make Yanran both confused and at a loss, and what she thinks in her heart unconsciously floats out of her lips: "It's so --- strange---"

"What's weird?" Push off the bright red wedding dress.

"When Qinghuai ---kissed me, she didn't --- like this" She tried to say these two very different feelings, but Qingyuan didn't give her a chance!

He pushed her away, his black eyes blazing with rage!

"In my arms, you dare to miss other men?"

Hesitating Qingyuan's strength was too strong, Yanran retreated a few steps, couldn't stand for a while, and sat on the ground in embarrassment.

"No--- no--- she stood up anxiously and confusedly, approaching him to explain, "I mean, when Qinghuai kissed me---"

Qingyuan waved her away, took two steps back, and interrupted her with a wild roar.

"I don't care how Qinghuai kisses you! You make it clear to me that you are now my woman, not his? ”

Damn woman, how dare you compare him to that man! So what is he Qingyuan? A substitute for her?

"Did you hear that?" She knew he was angry, but she didn't mean that!

"No, you don't!" The rage burned his chest, and he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't strangle her uncontrollably if he heard her say a word.

"You go miss your ex-husband! I don't care to touch a dirty body! ”

Without giving her a chance to stay, he rushed out, and the sound of the door closing shook the sky, just like his uncontrollable rage.

"Qingyuan--- Qingyuan ---" faintly called, echoing in the quiet new house.

The disgust in his tone pierced her heart.

Has she been left behind again?

The misty mist filled her eyes, and she looked at the dragon and phoenix candles with tears in her eyes, and under the bright red light, she lit a few candles and tears, as if she was mourning for her.

Could it be that this is her life? Is she destined to be unloved by her husband?

In the past, she could always calmly tell herself that she could wait, why this time, there were more tingles in her heart!

Has she fallen into the cruel manipulation of God again?