Wei Qiuping was tired, so he drove home naked.

When he got home, Wei Qiuping adjusted his expression before opening the door, but the house was dark.

"Liao Qing? Haven't you come back yet? ”

I asked, but there was no echo.

Wei Qiuping didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or relief, thinking of the car that didn't drive back downstairs, knowing that Liao Qing might not have come back, he sighed and squatted down at the door without turning on the lights.

After squatting for a while, Wei Qiuping was extremely tired, but he still forced himself to stand up.

He went to wash his hands, wiped his dirty upper body casually, put on a piece of clothing casually, didn't bother to turn on the light, exhaled and touched the little boy who came up.

"Obediently, I'm going to find someone to make you home."

His voice was full of exhaustion, and he picked up the key and was about to go out, when he suddenly heard Liao Qing's voice from the living room.

"Are you going to find me?"

Wei Qiuping was stunned for a moment, reached out and fumbled to turn on the light, and saw Liao Qing sitting on the sofa.

Wei Qiuping breathed a sigh of relief, "Why didn't you turn on the lights at home, I thought you didn't come back..."

As he spoke, he walked inside, and when he looked up, he saw Liao Qing's red and swollen eyes.

"You... What's wrong? ”

Wei Qiuping was stunned for a moment, and asked extremely carefully, "Did I do something wrong again?" I'm sorry..."

He said sorry, his tone was full of helplessness, mixed with exhaustion that could not be ignored.

Liao Qing tugged at the corners of his mouth when he listened, but asked an irrelevant question, "Are you tired?" ”

Hoarseness.

Wei Qiuping paused, "How can you ask that?" ”

"It's very tired, I can hear it." Liao Qing gave an answer himself.

I didn't want to turn on the lights, and wanted to stay in the dark for a while, but I accidentally saw and felt Wei Qiuping's tiredness.

After Wei Qiuping felt that she was not at home, the real perception revealed made Liao Qing's heart fall to the bottom completely.

Originally... It turned out that Wei Qiuping was so tired.

Originally... It turned out that Wei Qiuping was so accommodating to her, his sigh, his sorry, like a knife, inserted into her heart little by little.

Wei Qiuping looked at Liao Qing and was silent for a moment to explain, "The car broke down again on the way back after me, so I repaired it on the road, and I was a little tired... I didn't get my clothes dirty, though. ”

Liao Qing looked at Wei Qiuping's attempt to explain, and felt more and more uncomfortable.

If Wei Qiuping just didn't like her and didn't care about her appearance, she might still be able to hate, but she obviously didn't like her, but she tried desperately to match her appearance, which made her even more sad.

She seemed to see Wei Qiuping trying hard to like her, but she couldn't like her.

What could be saddder than that.

"Wei Qiuping, do you regret marrying me now?"

Liao Qing looked at Wei Qiuping and finally asked.

Wei Qiuping's eyes flashed, and he paused for a moment before raising his head, "How can you ask that?" I have no regrets. ”

"So how do I feel... Do you regret it? Liao Qing looked at Wei Qiuping and muttered.

Wei Qiuping thought for a moment and sat next to Liao Qing, "Don't think nonsense..."

"You prove that you have no regrets." Liao Qing looked at Wei Qiuping, his eyes staring straight into his eyes.

Wei Qiuping blinked, "I... How do you prove it..."

As soon as he said this, Liao Qing suddenly stepped forward, and he was about to kiss him in the next second.

Wei Qiuping's movements were faster than his thoughts, and he stepped back sharply, turning his head sideways to avoid Liao Qing's lips.

Halfway through the avoidance, Wei Qiuping suddenly reacted, and then froze in place.

Liao Qing maintained the movement of leaning forward, and tears rolled down one by one and fell on Wei Qiuping's thigh. <