However, due to the fact that there are servants on the side, they have not revealed their desires.

He will want to fall in love with Ding Ke to hide the mind, holding Ding Ke, toward the restaurant.

After dinner, Si Jinze went upstairs with Ding Ke.

But just into the room, two people can't wait to kiss each other.

"Kor, I miss you so much."

Si Jinze pressed Ding Ke on the bed of his marriage to Schumann.

"I Me too I want to You... "

DingKe can only open his mouth intermittently.

At the peak of emotion, Si Jinze suddenly lingered in Ding Ke's ear and said, "Ke'er, I have already told those old ministers of the Si family that I will marry you next month."

"Ah -"

Ding Ke's consciousness was dissipated, and he didn't hear what Si Jinze had just said, so he fainted.

It's not young after all.

It's only half an hour.

They were like Yan Cai, lying on the bed covered with quilts, panting.

As the climax faded, Dinke woke up from her love.

She lay beside Si Jinze, turned over and leaned on his arm, her head resting on his arm, and her slender hand stroking back and forth on his not so strong chest, "Jinze, what did you just say? I didn't hear you

Si Jinze put his hand around her waist and looked at the red cheeks caused by her intense exercise, like delicious peaches. He wanted to eat and bite.

His Adam's apple rolled slightly. He wanted to do it again, but he couldn't move.

Si Jinze still felt powerless, so he had to suppress the restlessness in his heart and said solemnly: "Xiao Ke, I just said that next month, I will marry you."

DingKe seemed surprised. "What?"

Later, she looked at Si Jinze as if she couldn't believe it. Her eyes turned red instantly.

"Jinze, in fact, we are also very good, whether there is a wedding for me, really not important."

Ding Ke seems to have been satisfied with the general said.

After listening to Ding Ke, Si Jinze felt that he owed her too much.

"Xiao Ke, you've been with me for 20 years. I can't let you go on so wrongly. I've already let people prepare for the wedding. Next month, I will let the people in Hangzhou know that you are the woman Jinze has loved all her life. "

Ding Ke seems to be moved by Si Jinze's affectionate confession. She looks at Si Jinze with tears in her eyes. Her voice is choked and she can hardly say anything. "Jinze, I'm not wronged. As long as I can be with you, I'm not wronged at all."

Her indisputable tone made Si Jinze feel very real.

This silly girl.

Nameless Wufen has been with him for most of his life, and even said he was not wronged.

What a silly woman.

How could he be willing to hurt her again.

No matter how many people object to it or how many people obstruct it, it is imperative for him to marry her!

He held her in his arms, but he couldn't feel pity for her.

"Well, stop crying."

He stretched out his hand to wipe her tears, but saw her cry more fierce, had no choice but to say: "you cry, others think I bullied you?"

"Pooh, Pooh, no nonsense!" Ding Ke stopped his tears immediately and put his finger against his lips. He said, "you are the best person in the world to me. How can you bully me?"

Si Jinze smiles warmly and takes her fingers off her lips.

"Well, I'm going to the parent-child sports meeting tomorrow? Go to bed early tonight. "

"Well."

DingKe obediently closed his eyes.

They nestled in bed and slept together.

……

The same night.

The living room of the villa on the hillside of Si Tianyi.

In front of the French window, Schumann is sitting in an exquisite and advanced wheelchair with a thin blanket on her leg. Her hand is on the armrest of the wheelchair, and her beautiful Phoenix eyes with vicissitudes and melancholy are separated from the glass, staring at the night sky outside the window.

It's night.

But she didn't feel sleepy.

Even though she was used to being trapped in this cage like villa every day, she would occasionally want to go outside to have a look.

She wants to see her little cold.

Although Si Tianyi promised her that she would not hurt Xiao Han any more, she still wanted to see him safe with her own eyes.

It's just that Si Tianyi can't take her out.

Schumann sighed.

All this, after all, can only be wishful thinking.

Qiao'er stands behind Shuman and sees that the night is too dark. Shuman still doesn't sleep. She is afraid that the master will punish her when she comes back. She can't help but go forward and say to Shuman:

"madam, the night is deep. Qiao'er pushes you back to your room to have a rest."Qiao son says, then stretch out a hand to push wheelchair.

"No. I'm not sleepy yet. "

Shuman raised his hand to stop Qiaoer's action.

Qiao son looks at Shu man, obviously some hesitation, "madam, if master knows you don't go to bed so late, he will be angry."

Schumann dropped his eyes, and a trace of irony flashed through his eyes.

Si Tianyi is not angry. She doesn't want to know.

She just doesn't want to sleep now.

"Qiao son, you back down, what matter, I carry by myself."

Schumann's tone was cold.

She didn't like the word Madame.

To her, it's not respect, it's more like an insult.

In her life, even if she divorced Si Jinze, she would still be his sister-in-law.

It's impossible to marry him.

Si Tianyi ignores ethics, she can't.

She won't forget the fact that she married Si Jinze just because she was called his wife.

What's more.

He After all, she is not the one she loves.

Think of that person, Schumann can not help flashing a trace of sadness.

He, never came back, and she, personally killed him.

Perhaps, she fell so far, is God to her punishment.

Schumann looked at the dark night outside, and his eyes were sad to the extreme. Those memories, which had been covered with dust for a long time, seemed to break through the shackles and shackles in an instant, and rushed out.

Brother Yan.

Brother Yan.

Brother Yan.

Schumann in the heart of the silent cry of the man's name.

But in this world, there is no such person as a Yan.

If it wasn't for saving her, he would not be swallowed voluntarily, let alone disappear.

Brother Yan

Sorry

If you don't meet me, maybe you are still alive.

Schumann's eyes, hidden in a piece of grief can not be opened.

Qiaoer naturally didn't retreat, but didn't dare to act rashly any more, just standing quietly, I don't know what to do.

……

Outside.

Hou's servant at the door looked at the dusty return of the master, quickly opened the door to meet him.

Si Tianyi was dressed in a light Tang suit, and his long hair was braided into a long braid.

The whole person is elegant and elegant.

He is just like a gentleman who comes out of the painting. His manners are full of elegance.

He walked into the villa leisurely, his eyes fell on the living room, in front of the French window, sitting on the wheelchair, thin figure.

The servant squatted down to take off his shoes.

He skillfully raised his feet and put on the slippers prepared by the servant.

Looking at Shuman who hasn't gone to bed so late, Si Tianyi picks his eyebrows, hands the bag to the servant, and says, "go and heat up the Tianshan snow lotus and bird's nest porridge, which is my wife's favorite food."

"Yes."

The servant took the bag in the hand of Si Tianyi, bowed 90 degrees, turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Si Tianyi reached out and untied the top button of the Tang suit, revealing a small piece of clavicle.

His skin is very white.

In other words, the skin of men in Si family is not black.

Such as Si Muhan, such as Si Jinze, such as Si Tianyi.

Qiao son sees division day Yi to come toward this side, subconsciously stoop to salute.

Just just bend down body, haven't yet opened a mouth, be waved by the division day Yi, give send away.

Schumann is immersed in his own memories, but he doesn't feel that Si Tianyi is standing behind her.

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