"Are you still getting divorced?"
Her rough-and-tumble husband threatened, pinching her waist. She could only beg for mercy, "No, no divorce..."
In her previous life, Ye...
The eldest sister who was doing the housework quietly walked into the dining room, picked up the dishes left over by Ye Yun, and went into the kitchen.
Soon the sound of washing dishes was heard in the kitchen.
The sound of washing dishes reached Qin Xiang'e's ears. Qin Xiang'e looked down at the half-knitted skirt in her hands and sighed helplessly.
You see, apart from this kind of dispensable little thing, why is she needed in this house?
Qin Zheng closed the door as soon as he entered the room.
He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the little girl on the bed, fair and tender, sleeping soundly.
Ye Yun walked past him and towards the bed.
Qin Zheng hurriedly followed and said in a low voice, "Wife, are you still angry?"
Ye Yun said nothing.
Lifting the small quilt on the bed, she quietly got on the bed and gently took her daughter's exposed little hand.
Maybe it's a conditioned reflex.
Just as she put her fingers into her daughter's loosely clenched fist, the little girl retracted her hand and held her fingers.
There was a loud noise behind me.
Qin Zheng immediately threw back the quilt, got into bed, and held her in his arms.
Ye Yun: “…”
Finally, she couldn't help but said, "Can you be quieter?"
"It's okay, she's a sound sleeper."
Ye Yun turned her head and glared at him.
Qin Zheng quickly changed his words: "Okay, okay, I will be more careful next time."
That's about right.
Ye Yun withdrew her glaring gaze and looked at the sleeping Xiao Chuqi, her eyes returning to their usual gentleness.
"young married woman?"
Qin Zheng's muffled voice came from behind her. The man buried his head in the back of her neck, calling her name.
Ye Yun didn't want to pay attention to him at this moment.
Qin Zheng rubbed the back of her neck, his hard stubble scratching her neck flesh lovingly, and whispered in her ear: "Wife, don't worry, I will let her go."
“…?
"I understand. Even if we talk it out this time, your relationship will never be restored to the way it was before."
He suddenly sneered.
"You two are not related, and you are on good terms with each other only because of me. It would be fine if you two are not related by blood and are always polite to each other without any conflicts. But once a conflict occurs and there is a gap, it will only become more awkward in the future. It is better to separate for a while."