Chapter 993

Perhaps in order to completely eliminate the possibility of his own mistakes, the next day, Zhan Hanjue took Qiu Lian and Huzi to the imperial capital.

A family of three, living in a small suite.

Unlike the courtyard houses that used to live in the countryside, there are single bedrooms, and the door is a courtyard dam. He lives with Jincao, and avoids a room with Qiu Lian, but he is also happy.

Now Zhan Han Jue and Qiu Lian don't look up and look down, although they are husband and wife, but Zhan Han Jue feels extremely depressed.

Qiu Lian's thoughts were different from his.

She regarded him as her man, and after taking a shower, she wore a thin sundress, and hugged him from behind to be coquettish, "Husband, you haven't slept with me for a long time." In the past, there was strong grass, and you had to take care of him, which was inconvenient for us. But now ......"

Qiu Lian reached out to unbutton his shirt, and when her hand, with some roughness, rubbed against his delicate skin, the Battle Chill Lord couldn't hold back any longer.

Pushing her away, she ran to the bathroom, and vomited happily.

Qiu Lian stood at the door of the bathroom, Ai Ai sighed, "What kind of strange disease do you have?" ”

Zhan Hanjue frowned as he smelled the rosemary wafting from her wet hair mixed with the fisherwoman's natural fishy smell.

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He struggled to hide the discomfort in his stomach. Remember that she is Qiu Lian's husband and has the obligation to fulfill her husband's duties.

"Hmm." He frowned and nodded.

The husband and wife had nothing to say anymore.

In the evening, Qiu Lian came to her son's room with the quilt in her arms.

A look of guilt appeared on Zhan Han Juejun's face.

After a long time, Zhan Hanjue came out weakly and leaned weakly on the sofa, "Qiu Lian, I'm sorry." You give me some more time. ”

Qiu Lian nodded. "Hmm."

She had nothing else to do but wait.

......

Without you, my world would only collapse!

Yan Zhengling soaked herself in the bathtub, and the ruthless words of Zhan Hanjue kept echoing in her mind:

Qiu Lian treats him well, and he also hopes that he can be in harmony with her, but he just doesn't understand why Qiu Lian feels uncomfortable as soon as he approaches him.

He stood up and walked slowly to the next door. He wanted to use his willpower to overcome his quirks, but as soon as he walked to Qiu Lian's door, he compromised again.

Silently retreated to his room.

Tears poured down until she found that her eyes were a little blurry, and she was alerted to intermittent blindness coming to her again, Yan Zhengling didn't dare to vent her emotions anymore, and raised her head to hold back her tears.

Quickly crawled out of the bathtub, his long curly hair wet on his back, and his face without any traces of makeup was as fresh as a freshly peeled egg yolk.

The mixture of purity and charm becomes more and more charming on the sad face.

"If you miss the opportunity, you should accept your fate."

"I have a good wife at home, and I won't do anything to be sorry for her. It's not wrong for Miss Yan to like me, but it's wrong to not be able to control her emotions and let them develop. ”

In Yan Zhengling's heart, the bubble with a hint of hope seemed to be ruthlessly punctured, and then her world began to snow.

Reluctantly answered the phone, and his voice was full of impatience, "Miss Yan, is there something?" ”

Yan Zhengling heard the voice of thinking day and night, and her memory was always gentle and doting, and she suddenly became so alienated and impatient.

Yan Zhengling's tears fell.

Every time she lost her sight, Yan Zhengling had to ask Fengxian for help.

With blurred vision and double vision, she obviously wanted to call Zhan Fengxian, but accidentally pressed the name below - Zhan Hanjue.

Zhan Hanjue frowned when he saw Yan Zhengling's phone number.

Several times I rolled my throat, and I wanted to stop talking.

Zhan Han Jue was stunned, "Are you crying?" ”