She has a lot to worry about!

I don't know my own business. I'm very concerned about her sister's business. Or in that sentence, the two sisters are so envious that she doesn't worry about him!

Chi he took a look at her with dissatisfaction. Chi he was just thinking in his heart. His last expression was that he was helpless and speechless. With a little appreciation, he turned his lips and hummed down a sentence:

"well, if you need me, just open your mouth!"

All right, his sister, he's patient!

Looking at his awkward and generous expression, Jiang Nianhua's clear eyes blinked again, tilted his head to look at him, and then quickly pecked at the corner of his lip:

"thank you husband first ~"

the rest of the corner of his eye swept over his wrist. Jiang Nianhua almost said without thinking: "it's too late, I really have to go in, and it's too late to wake up the whole family! Drive slowly at night and pay attention to safety! "

With this advice, Jiang Nianhua turns back and wants to push the car door, but immersed in the word "husband" blurted out by her, Chi he is still in a daze for a moment. Suddenly, he has a strange feeling in his heart. There seems to be a surprise with excitement. It seems that only at this moment can he really experience that they are a family. Conditionally, he has already grasped her little hand.

"Anything else?"

Jiang Nianhua just turned back, the back of his head was suddenly caught. The next second, another hot kiss came over, and the temperature just dropped in the car instantly ignited.

After all, it's something that two people often do. Although they change places and can't be too casual, the intimacy and integration between lovers are still there. Therefore, they have been bored with each other for a while, and it's hard to part with each other for half a day.

Finally, before the gun went off, Jiang Nianhua quickly pushed someone away and gave him a sharp twist on his thigh: "OK! Come on, I'm going to be angry! "

Star eyes a stare, Jiang Nianhua also stood up a bit momentum: "I don't mind you go back to take a cold bath, this is the punishment for you!"

The voice falls, think of where, she also reached out to warn him: "I will check the post at any time, catch me again, you don't want to touch my finger in this life, hum!"

Before she could take back her finger, she was suddenly held in a mouth. Her heart trembled and she pulled it back. Jiang Nianhua's face turned red, and she was like a ball that let out her breath in an instant:

"what are you doing

"Oh, is that so?"

Don't know you're a paper tiger and dare to threaten people? It's just a stab!

After laughing, Chi he didn't dare to tease her any more. Facing her bright eyes, he said earnestly, "I only want you! Every year my finger is more fragrant than the women outside! "

Eyes light intersection between the deep feelings of intertwined, two people ten fingers tightly, coincidentally to increase a bit of strength, and then is the tacit look at each other with a smile.

After that, Jiang Nianhua pushed the door and got out of the car, waved to the car, turned around and trotted into the door with her skirt.

All the way to see her disappeared in view, Chi he's eyes fell back to himself, as if there was still residual heat and fragrance on the palm of his hand, his expression was thoughtful. A moment later, he also drove away, as if another century had passed. Dozens of meters behind him, a black car in the dark lit up its lights, and a fork in the road turned around in reverse ……

As soon as Jiang Nianhua entered the door, she bumped into her mother who came out in her clothes. Her mother gave her a look of disgust and said, "did your son-in-law send you back? Why don't people come in when they're at the door? "

This silly child, how long the brain, most of the night do not go home, do not know to let people in, worried to death!

After spitting out his tongue, Jiang Nianhua took his mother's arm in a courteous way:

"Mom, he has something to do! I have said that we are really all right and have no quarrel. I am homesick and stay for two days. If you don't believe me, you always think your daughter is lying to you! This is not to tell you that I will come back when my father comes back. He knows that he would like to come here if his work was not too busy

She pulled her mother's arm in a coquettish way. Jiang Nianhua came close to her ear and whispered: "I don't want our family to talk about what's in their hearts? I didn't ask her to come! "

"Mother, don't worry about it! Is your daughter willful and unreasonable? "

Just as soon as Jiang Nianhua's words were spoken, a look of "you are very self-conscious" came over, and he threw out his tongue helplessly. Jiang Nianhua directly raised his hand and surrendered:

"OK, OK, I'll pack up and go back tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, OK? Mom, it's late. Go and have a rest! I'm tired, too. I'm going upstairs

Without waiting for Jiang's mother to talk, Jiang Nianhua pedaled upstairs with her shoes in her hands.

Mother shook her head and sighed.

……

On the other side, back home, rigorous micro just turned on the light in the living room. When I lifted my eyes, a naked back art style beauty decoration painting suddenly entered the field of vision. Under the dark blue background, women's sexy lines were displayed. The white beautiful back with the flying yellow skirt showed the most charming women's amorous feelings. This painting is a work of art. All the women's faces are covered by hats, only one The red and sexy lips keep up with the lines of the half body. At this time, the sexy radian and posture, the body turning sideways, the full red lips, and even the feeling of the suspender skirt are very similar to Jiang Nianhua tonight.After a moment of sight, he shook his hands, and then there was a loud crackling sound. He avoided the closed shoe cabinet, and carefully leaned forward. He put the tables, chairs, benches, vases and vases that could be dropped, kicked and kicked into pieces. When he collapsed on the sofa, the ground was in a mess.

After the noise, there was a dead silence. The room was quiet. Even the breath and heartbeat became like a drum beating. After a while, he was very upset. He pulled his hair impatiently. He kicked his feet on the tea table again. With the stabbing sound of the coffee table rubbing the floor, the tall body leaned into the sofa, and his dull eyes turned to the dazzling ceiling Board:

why should he touch her? For what? For what?

All this should have been his!

He cherished her so much and cared for her to save the most beautiful moment to the last, not to let others spoil her! He clearly calculated everything and prepared everything. If it wasn't for the damned accident, he would have everything in three months at most. They would be talented and perfect. They would take the envy of everyone, the blessing of everyone and happiness for life!

It's all that damn car accident! That damned amnesia!

Since we have been waiting for him for so long, why not wait for another two years? Why don't you wait for him for a while when he didn't find his body? Just a little longer, it won't be like this today!

"Every year..."

I don't know how long I sat on the sofa. My face gradually recovered to its original elegance. I got up and dragged my weak body. He went upstairs with a grim face. Instead of returning to the bedroom, he turned to the study next to him and turned on the desk lamp. He did not stop, but turned to the invisible door on one side, which connected with a studio.

With the door closed and the lights turned on, the room was full of neat and disordered paintings. Except for the scenery, the paintings were almost all by one person with various styles. He sat down in front of the flower shelf on one side and took up the pen. However, he was still in a daze at the blank cardboard for a long time. Then his eyes began to linger on various hanging and placed works in the studio:

from knowing her, When he was in a good mood or in a bad mood, he would draw a picture for her. Sometimes, it was a realistic figure, sometimes it was like the semi abstract art style hanging in the corridor. However, the one hanging in his living room was not his work, but the decorative painting he bought. All his works were in this room.

Not many people know that he can draw, even Jiang Nianhua doesn't know. This is one of his hobbies and a way for him to reduce pressure and temper his patience. He didn't mean to hide Jiang Nianhua, but he wanted to surprise her after marriage, because he had seen all kinds of her appearance, but he had never seen her in sexy or undressed clothes. He had done so He has imagined painting, but even if it is perfect, it lacks reality and soul. He is extremely strict with his own works. He would rather not paint, nor would he paint that kind of painting with a snake's tail. It is not her body that only desecrates her beauty.

He never painted people, especially women, but after he knew her, he wanted to draw her, every face, every appearance. Sometimes, when she was not around, he felt beautiful.

He was used to all kinds of faces, but he did not meet a second better woman than her!

What is Guan Sihui? It's so annoying that she always looks high and looks like a dog. She thinks she's beautiful and powerful. It's the man who should give her up and let her drink. But compared with him every year, her appearance is not a little worse, let alone her temperament!

It is a frog at the bottom of a well, but she is so conceited. She has no life as a princess. She has to wash all kinds of mangosteen and oranges first, and then she has to cook dumplings one by one! When you don't have money, do you still eat steamed bread with one yuan?

The more he felt in the society, the more he understood that he would never meet a woman who simply chose him and followed him just because he loved him. She was so delicate and beautiful. She was a lady who did not touch the spring water with her fingers. She was a real daughter who had never paid for the kitchen, but refused to accept the pursuit of all rich men for him If you wash your hands and make soup, you will scream when you are full of hot bags and the small flames in the kitchen