She remembered in a trance that he seemed to have said eight words, but she couldn't remember which eight words he said anyway......

And then she was even more chaotic, and she couldn't connect the few points she remembered sporadically.

He saved her when she was at her most depressed, and he didn't dislike her that her body was dirty and detoxified her personally-

He did fulfill his responsibilities as a husband......

But is he really a good husband?

The figures of Yan Chi and that Xiao Qian flashed through their minds again, and they remembered in a trance that day when he ruthlessly drove away, and that day and night outside the Melting Snow Valley waited hopelessly and anxiously......

He must love his wife and children, otherwise he would not have set up an enchantment to isolate everyone from disturbing him, and enjoy that kind of family happiness wholeheartedly......

She spent several days in the capital with the Emperor of Canghai Kingdom, but he never came.

Needless to say, he's still with his wife and children—

He loves himself, Luo Qingyu said.

But surely he also loved his wife and children......

That day and night she stood outside the Snowmelt Valley, waiting hopelessly. What about him? Is it also in this bed with his wife?

There was a sudden pain at the tip of my heart! A burst of sourness mixed with unspeakable jealousy came straight up!

She shook her head violently, Luo Qingyu, what are you jealous of?

You are the third party, the one who deserves to be spurned the most!

What qualifications do you have to be jealous of someone's genuine wife?!

Thinking that although she thought so, as soon as she thought that he had done what he had done with her in this bed with that Yan Chi last night, she couldn't lie down anymore, as if something on this bed would bite her, and hurriedly jumped down.

But her body was too sore, and as soon as her feet hit the ground, she stumbled, and she cursed and stood still on the table.

The breeze in the room was slight, and there was already one more person out of thin air.

The wide robe has big sleeves, the black hair hangs like silk, and there is a faint smile on the handsome and peerless face: "Qingyu, why don't you sleep for a while?" What do you do down? "The sound is cold and magnetic, as always.

The male's aura approached, and his arms wrapped around her waist.

Luo Qingyu stiffened slightly, her heart slammed, and she was entangled with him last night, and then she turned in her mind again, and her pretty face turned red: "Sleep...... Can't sleep. ”

She was on one side, trying to break free from his grasp.

Di Shiyin's arm tightened slightly, but he didn't allow her to escape, and sat down at the table with his arms around her, his sleeves flicked on the table, and there were a few more plates of food on the table.

Bamboo shoots and chicken slices, stir-fried pork with green peppers, steamed tofu, and a yam mutton pot, all six flavors, the soup is red date ruyi soup......

The faint fragrance penetrates through her nose, and everything is what she loves to eat.

"You've been tired all night and you're hungry, aren't you? Eat something first. Try it and see if it's to your taste. ”

A pair of turquoise bamboo chopsticks slipped into her hand.

Tired of a night's work? Why does this sentence sound so ambiguous?

Luo Qingyu didn't know what it was like to be in his heart, so he passively took the chopsticks, silently took a few bites of food, and ate it.

The food was delicious, but she didn't know how to eat.