It took Cheng Chuan a long time to pull his wrist out from the kitten's sharp teeth.
He hooked his hand around Xu Ningjun's lower back and bit her soft neck.
"Um."
She moaned softly, her little hands pushing at his chest.
When he let go, Xu Ningjun stood on tiptoe and bit his neck, biting it hard and leaving a pink mark.
Cheng Chuan's Adam's apple rolled, "What?"
What is she planning to do by biting and nibbling?
"What are you doing?"
If he wanted to know, he wouldn't ask her. The little face in his palm was soft, like sticky candy.
Cheng Chuan couldn't help but gently bit the soft flesh on her face.
"Cheng Chuan!"
Is he really confused, or is he pretending to be confused even though he knows the truth?
"You are so kind, but if I marry Cheng Yuanshan, I won't be able to live happily, you......"
Before Xu Ningjun could finish his assumption, his face was suddenly pinched, and his eyes sank like the sunset.
After a moment, Cheng Chuan snorted and let go of his hand.
Good job.
Four years have passed, and now I'm telling him this.
Then why didn't she choose Cheng Yuanshan in the first place? He didn't force her.
"No help."
Didn't she just want to ask if he would help her too? He didn't help her.
Xu Ningjun said "oh", and she felt that he was in a bad mood, but she didn't want to ask him any further questions.
It's just that as a woman, she doesn't like her man to get so close to other people.
"Cheng Chuan, do you regret meeting me?"
He leaned against the table, looking at her, his eyes and brows looking weak and tired.
He lowered his head and rested it on her shoulder. "A little bit."
He lied.
The truth is, no.
There will never be.
The man's breath sprayed on his neck, and Xu Ning shrank back a little because of the itch.
Grandma said that she had caused Cheng Chuan to suffer a lot of grievances.
She knew that he had a hard time after being with her.
"Well, I'll go to the office and help Qi Cui find a suitable job."
Xu Ningjun pursed his lips and smiled, then reached out and patted Cheng Chuan's shoulder.
He loosened his grip and let her out.
In the evening, Xu Ningjun took Qi Cui to meet Meng Xin.
Meng Xin is also a person who is going through a divorce lawsuit and fighting for custody, and she has also been a victim of domestic violence.
He and Qi Cui felt a sense of sympathy for each other and wanted to hug each other and cry bitterly.
Looking at Qi Cui was like seeing her past self, and Meng Xin immediately agreed.
"I'll give you a simple job in our factory. Don't worry, we'll protect you."
"Thank you, Sister Meng."
Xu Ningjun didn't say anything. After seeing Qi Cui off, Meng Xin came over and asked, "What's wrong? Did things go wrong today? You look unhappy?"
"No, I just thought maybe I shouldn't have come."
She thought this was quite troublesome. Qi Cui's intention was too obvious, and she and Cheng Chuan also felt that they were helping each other.
One is missing a wife, the other is missing a husband.
In everyone's eyes, Qi Cui is Mrs. Cheng Chuan, and she has influenced them.
"Don't worry about what's going on in your mind every day, and life will be much easier."
"Yes, I care. I care. I care the most."
Seeing someone about to cry, Meng Xin felt both amused and distressed. "My Ningning, even if you don't like Qi Cui, you should like Cheng Chuan, right? That guy in your family has eyes only for you. Even an outsider like me can feel it. You're just worrying for nothing."
Xu Ningjun stared at the patterns on the floor and held back her tears. For her grandmother's sake, she was not angry with Cheng Chuan this time.
"Cheng Chuan."
In front of Cheng Chuan's house, Xu Ningjun knocked on the door.
He opened the door, wearing a simple and casual grey home suit, looking like he was getting ready for bed.
"I'll just say three things. First, Qi Cui's work has been arranged and she can go back to work tomorrow, so don't worry! Second, I don't regret meeting you. I love you very much."
She held her head high and spoke seriously, enunciating each word.
Cheng Chuan blinked and nodded slightly.
"Third, do you want to do it?"
The topic changed abruptly, and Cheng Chuan frowned and shook his head subconsciously.
"It's not up to you."
The little girl rushed over, her soft lips and face full of warmth, and she stumbled back with him, hooking the door shut with her foot.
A moment of spring night.
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