Chapter 77 Good girl, my wife
The phone was hung up.
Zhu Wendong put the phone back into his pocket, guessing that when Qi Yanxue said "waiting", she meant waiting for him to pick up the phone.
Qiao Shizhu said meaningfully, "Why is Qi Yanxue still controlling you like before?"
Such strict control.
Drinking needs to be controlled, clubbing needs to be controlled, eating needs to be controlled, and even dressing needs to be controlled when it’s cold.
However, Qi Yanxue's desire to control Zhu Wendong is somewhat strange. For example, he does not interfere too much in his making friends.
But when it comes to life, he worries more than anyone else and takes care of everything.
The term "dad" with a youthful feel is a perfect match for Qi Yanxue.
Zhu Wendong didn't respond to her words, but suddenly pointed to the distance and asked, "Does that person look like Qi Suixun?"
Qiao Shizhu thought she was deliberately provoking her and said indifferently: "Oh, even if he dies in front of me, it's none of my business."
"Qiao Shizhu."
A clear male voice came from behind.
Qiao Shizhu felt an inexplicable chill on her back. When she turned around, she saw Qi Suixun's face, which seemed indifferent to everything.
She pretended to be calm: "What a coincidence, why are you here?"
Qi Suixun glanced at the wine glass in her hand calmly and said, "Unfortunately, I came to see you."
"Why are you looking for me? We agreed to only talk about sex, not about feelings. Don't go back on your word."
Qiao Shizhu put the wine glass to her lips and was about to take a sip when it was snatched away by the man in front of her.
Qi Suixun lowered his eyes and firmly grasped her wrist, not allowing any resistance. "Well, let's just talk about sex."
He put on the mask for Qiao Shizhu, took her hand and walked out, and before leaving, he nodded to Zhu Wendong as a greeting.
Qiao Shizhu was pulled by him and couldn't break free. She waved frantically at Zhu Wendong for help.
As a result, Zhu Wendong thought she was waving goodbye, so she also tilted her head and raised her hand.
The next second, Zhu Wendong saw a familiar figure with an extremely handsome face passing by them.
As soon as I walked over, I was stopped by someone who held up his phone and asked for his contact information.
I don’t know what Qi Yanxue said, but Zhu Wendong saw that the corners of his lips were curled up, he raised his chin towards him, his thin lips opened and closed, and there was a smug look in his eyes.
The girl who asked for his contact information also cast her eyes over, and after a glance, she put away her phone awkwardly, unable to resist praising him: "Your wife is so beautiful, you two are such a perfect match!"
Qi Yanxue whispered a thank you, then walked towards Zhu Wendong with ease.
Zhu Wendong tilted his head to look at him, his clear eyes dazed. "What did you say to that girl just now?"
Qi Yanxue put his hands in his pockets, glanced at her, and answered the question irrelevantly: "Did you drink?"
Zhu Wendong stood up and walked steadily to his side, as if to prove something: "If I drink, I won't be like this."
Qi Yanxue glanced at him casually, then said with a pointed purse of her lips, "That's right. After getting drunk, he should bite and kiss me."
Zhu Wendong: “…”
Zhu Wendong raised his head, kicked him fiercely, then walked past him and went straight out.
He really has a bad temper.
Now she was kicking and glaring at him.
Qi Yanxue took two steps to her side, wrapped the scarf around her neck more tightly, and asked, "What did you talk about with Qi Suixun?"
When he arrived, he happened to see Qi Suixun walking out.
Although he saw Qi Suixun holding a girl's hand, he just wanted to ask, he just wanted to know.
He wanted to know everything about her, whether good or bad, meaningful or not.
Zhu Wendong walked to the Phantom, Qi Yanxue opened the car door for her, and she got in.
After Qi Yanxue got in the car, she said, "Qi Suixun and I are not familiar with each other. We didn't say a word."
Zhu Wendong was telling the truth. The only person she and Qi Suixun could talk about was Qiao Shizhu.
There is nothing else besides this.
The main reason is that Qi Suixun is a talkative person, and she is also cold towards outsiders.
Qi Yanxue fastened his seat belt, "He likes Qiao Shizhu?"
Zhu Wendong was surprised: "How did you know?"
Qi Yanxue looked at her wide-open round almond eyes and smiled for no reason. How could his wife be so cute?
He coughed, his expression unchanged, and said in a normal tone, "I just saw it."
To put it simply, he met Qi Suixun outside the bar, but he entered the bar a little later than him.
Zhu Wendong said, "When Qi Suixun was in California, he often came to me to ask about Qiao Qiao, but he only asked a few times and then he stopped coming."
"oh."
Qi Yanxue felt a little annoyed when she heard her talk such a long list of things about Qi Suixun.
He had a cold face and just responded casually, with no emotion showing.
Zhu Wendong noticed that he didn't want to talk about him, so he talked to him about other things: "Did you rush here from Biesong?"
The light turned green, and Qi Yanxue stepped on the accelerator, saying in a flat tone, "Yeah."
After a moment of silence, Zhu Wendong asked again, "Have you walked the winter melon?"
Qi Yanxue stared straight ahead, steering with one hand, and replied with only two words: "Let's go for a walk."
Zhu Wendong pursed his lips and looked sideways at him: "Qi Yanxue."
Qi Yanxue replied lazily, "I'm here."
"Why are you unhappy?"
Qi Yanxue's long eyelashes cast a shadow under the changing lights, and she answered without thinking, "I'm not unhappy."
Zhu Wendong leaned forward, holding the seatbelt at its farthest point, and asked tentatively, "Really?"
The car fell into silence until we arrived at Biesong.
Qi Yanxue drove the car into Biesong's parking garage, went up to the 23rd floor, and entered.
There was no light on and the room was pitch black.
He pushed Zhu Wendong against the door, looked down at her condescendingly, and blocked her lips with precision.
"Baby, I'm not happy."
His lips caressed her lips, their lips and tongue entangled, licking every inch of her, rudely and without reason.
He held the back of her head with one hand, forcing her to look up, and put the other hand around her waist, holding her close to him.
Gradually, my breathing became disordered and rapid.
Zhu Wendong's mind went blank, and he could only obey his kiss, instinctively hugging his waist and keeping up with his breathing.
Qi Yanxue lifted her up by holding her hips with both hands. Zhu Wendong lost his balance and was hanging in the air, so he could only hold him tightly.
Slowly the kiss changed its meaning, the flames grew stronger and stronger, and the kiss became more and more passionate.
Zhu Wendong's breathing became disordered and he pushed Qi Yanxue with both hands.
"Not here."
Qi Yanxue raised his head and kissed her lips again, then picked her up and walked to the bedroom, obediently listening to her: "Listen to the baby."
The bed was sunken and it was still pitch black without the lights on. Zhu Wendong couldn't see his surroundings and instinctively grabbed him as if he were grabbing a piece of driftwood.
Time seemed to stand still, as if it was endless. Mist suddenly rose by the window, and the atmosphere in the room was charming.
Qi Yanxue slowly wiped his lips, placed his hand on the side of her ear, and his warm breath completely enveloped her.
"Baby, talk."
Zhu Wendong buried his head in his neck, not wanting to pay attention to him, and remained silent.
It seemed like it was raining in Jiangbei tonight, hitting the ground violently and landing on the transparent glass windows.
In the distance, ships were swaying on the sea, causing waves.
He was like a trapped beast that never got tired, constantly asking for more.
Qi Yanxue clasped her sweaty hands, the corners of his upturned eyes stained scarlet as he asked again and again.
"who I am?"
Zhu Wendong bit her lip and said nothing, a feeling of soreness filling her.
Qi Yanxue kissed the corner of her tearful eyes, "Wife, who am I?"
Zhu Wendong almost felt like he was floating in the air, his nails firmly gripping his broad shoulders: "Husband."
Qi Yanxue touched her lips lightly and praised: "You are so good, my wife."
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