obsessed with love

Chapter 174 Goblin Raiders
"What's wrong? Chest pain?" Qiao Anming couldn't see Gu Lan crying, thinking that she was crying because of her health, but Gu Lan still shook her head and reached out to hold his palm: "It's not a chest pain, but seeing you come back, I feel so sad." It's very sad...every time I get sick, you will come back to accompany me no matter where you are, An Ming, I really feel like a burden..."

Qiao Anming held her palm with his hands, but didn't answer, just sighed silently in his heart.

He has heard Gu Lan's self-blame and self-complaint words for 20 years, and he has already been immune to them, but this time Gu Lan has become even worse, and he simply gets tired of him in his arms, crying endlessly.

"...An Ming, do you know that last night I had a high fever and my consciousness was blurred. I thought I might just die so as not to drag you down like this all the time. But I was afraid that you really didn't want me, that you really didn't want me I found another woman again...I can't help it, I'm too dependent..."

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There was a wind blowing in from the window, the curtains were blown, and the tassels and beads on the edge knocked on the glass, jingling, and the sound disturbed people's hearts.

In the end, Gu Lan fell asleep in his arms, with wet tears hanging on her face.

Qiao Anming's shoulders were too sore, and he wanted to put Gu Lan on the bed, but as soon as he moved, the person in his arms hugged him tighter, and he sat holding her for nearly an hour, and finally his arms became numb , Gu Lan was also fast asleep, so he put her back on the bed.

After closing the door and going to the study, Qiao Anming's cell phone kept vibrating, and all the missed calls were mostly due to business.The subordinate cannot be blamed, because his itinerary was changed too unexpectedly, from the inside of the company to the customer, everything was messed up, and the bottom line was drawn.

Qiao Anming could only reply one by one, sort out all the troubles in his head little by little, turn on the computer, and prepare to deal with some work while Gu Lan was asleep, but his mind was in a mess, he couldn't calm down at all, he always felt empty Empty, missing someone very much.

Du Ruo was tidying up the house and came back to live in it once a week. The house was very messy, and suddenly received a text message from Qiao Anming, just saying: "Is it convenient? I want to call you."

Dumei immediately threw the rag and ran to the living room.

It's convenient, it's so convenient, she cheerfully dialed Qiao Anming's number first, and said, "Old Comrade Qiao, do you have any work to report to me?"

Qiao Anming had always been in a gloomy mood, because Du Ruo's simple sentence instantly made the sun shine.

He has never believed that there are people in this world who can control his emotions, but now he has to admit that the only person he wants to share with is the woman on the phone.

Qiao Anming lowered his head and smiled secretly, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'm cleaning up the house, and...missing you!" Du Ruo's tone was very brisk, jumping for joy from the heart, and Qiao Anming was also infected by her joy, and smiled, thinking of her last two words.

"Well, I'm at home in Chongzhou..."

"Why did you go back suddenly?"

"Gu Lan had a high fever last night..."

"Is it serious? Does it matter?"

Qiao Anming walked back to the table from the window, sat down, and replied in a low voice: "It's okay, I'm used to it..." Although it was an ordinary sentence, Du Ruo began to feel distressed for no reason.

Get used to it... 20 years of repetition, he is really used to it.

Du Ruo suddenly stopped talking, and the two were silent, and finally Du Ruo replied: "Then you go and take care of her, I won't call you these few days."

Qiao Anming felt distressed for a while, and she began to "know the rules" nonsense again, but the conscience of heaven and earth, he sent her text messages, it was very simple just to hear her voice, and to miss her when he was sad or tired. She is used to it, but she is so disciplined and reasonable.

"Du Ruo, that's not what I meant."

"I know you don't mean that, but I really...you don't have to worry about me, she is not in good health, you should pay more attention. I am here anyway, and when she recovers, you can contact me again, hehe... ..." Fool Du finally smiled.

Qiao Anming had no choice but to hang up the phone after explaining a few words.

After all, it was a taboo feeling. When the wife fell ill, he had to stay by his side. Du Ruo sniffed and continued to run back to the living room to clean up the house.

Ren Peiyin stood outside the half-covered door of the study, listening to the conversation between Qiao Anming and Du Ruo inside the room, feeling mixed feelings of joy and sorrow.

The happy thing is that Qiao Anming still maintains a relationship with Du Ruo. The sad thing is that his son's exhaustion is written on his face, and Gu Lan will get sick at any time. Maybe one day he won't be able to get sick again. What about the grandson's problem?No, she can't wait any longer, she has to find a way to catalyze it in the middle.

Gu Lan's high fever didn't subside until that night. After seeing Gu Lan, Ren Peiyin stayed in Qiao's residence for dinner before leaving. The son frowned coldly. It wasn't because he was bothered by business phone calls. As a mother, he always felt distressed, so he went back without saying much.

Gu Lan still had two bottles of intravenous drip every day. Doctor Qin came every day, and Qiao Anming stayed in the bedroom almost day and night. It was not until the fourth day that Gu Lan finally had the strength to get out of bed. Aunt Qin insisted on persuading Gu Lan to go Walk around the garden.

It's officially spring, although the weather is still very cold, but the young shoots on the lawn are beginning to emerge, and at a glance, they look full of vitality.

Gu Lan had just recovered from a serious illness, and of course her complexion was not good. She lost a lot of weight and her eye sockets were sunken.

Aunt Qin was very distressed, and sat on the bench with her, and persuaded her heartily: "Miss, you have to pay attention to your health when you go out. You see, when you get sick, the whole family is in a hurry, and my uncle is with you day and night. Don't say anything if you miss work." , I am still very anxious. Me too, I haven’t slept well for a few days, seeing your temperature not going down, I am so worried..."

Gu Lan lowered her head and let out a sinister smile.

Qiao Anming accompanied her day and night, but was he out of concern or guilt for taking such good care of her?

This is how a woman thinks. Once she finds out that her husband is having an affair, all the previous kindness and warmth will become hypocrisy. In other words, Qiao Anming's 20 years of caring for her is now worthless in Gu Lan's heart.

"Aunt Qin, I'm Mrs. Qiao, he should take care of me. Come to think of it, I'm still more important than his job, right?" With a cold tone, from Gu Lan's pale and chapped lips When the story came out, Aunt Qin watched from the side, feeling chilled for no reason.

In her heart, Miss, although sometimes a little arrogant, she is still pure and kind, and Gu Lan has never spoken in such a cold tone like now.

Originally, Aunt Qin was just trying to persuade her, but she didn't expect to get such an answer, so she could only shut up and stop talking.

The sly smile on the corner of Gu Lan's mouth was removed, her eyes were raised, and she looked at the wide lawn not far away, dotted with greenery, which meant that the cold winter was about to pass, and when spring came, the sun shone on her body, but she felt extremely cold.

Qiao Anming stayed in Chongzhou for a week to ensure that Gu Lan's body fully recovered before returning to Tongcheng.

I have been in the company all day, very busy, I even have lunch in the office, and I have been busy until after 9 o'clock at night. I called Gu Lan, and suddenly felt that something was missing.

He had already sent a text message to Du Ruo on the highway that came to Tongcheng in the morning, three words: "I'm back." But the girl never responded.

During the whole week he stayed in Chongzhou, she said she would not contact him, but she really did not contact him. Sometimes Qiao Anming woke up in the middle of the night and looked at Gu Lan's face next to him, feeling chilly in his heart. A person feels this way, like claws scratching one's heart, anxiety caused by not being able to see each other, but also feels a little sweet, like covering a person's chest, closing eyes, her smile is right in front of you, coquettish Calling his name: "Old Joe... Qiao Anming..."

...Qiao Anming laughed softly. He had a backbone, and he really didn't contact him even if he said no.He simply closed the computer, took the car keys and coat and walked out of the office, walked to the elevator and turned back, took a red lacquered wooden box from the drawer and put it in his pocket.

Du Ruo lived in Wumu Mountain for a while, and gradually began to adapt to the routine here. He climbed into bed early in the morning, read a book for a while, and fell asleep soon.

Qiao Anming drove by himself, all the way to the downstairs of the base dormitory, wanting to surprise Du Ruo.

Sure enough, it was a pleasant surprise. Dumei rubbed her eyes, stood inside the door and asked, "Why are you here?"

"What? You don't want to see me?" Qiao Anming walked in with a smile. This was his first time in the dormitory where Du Ruo lived. After walking around, the environment was quite satisfactory.

Du Ruo still stood at the door, maintaining a shocked expression on his face: "Hey, why are you here all of a sudden?"

Qiao Anming still didn't answer, just asked: "I sent you a text message this morning, didn't you see it?"

Du Ruo nodded: "I see."

"Then why didn't you come back?"

"I was busy at the time, but I forgot about it later!"

"Forgot?" Qiao Anming repeated, somewhat disappointed.She was really getting more and more useless, just because she didn't reply to an irrelevant text message of hers, so worried about gain and loss, she drove dozens of kilometers here in the middle of the night.

Maybe love has the magic power to make people lose their minds. In fact, Qiao Anming is not annoyed in his heart, and he is somewhat happy because of the sweet emotion he has produced because of missing her.

Du Ruo began to feel complacent.She didn't reply to the text message that morning on purpose. Xiao Wang, I haven't seen you for a week, and I haven't heard from him. Why did he send such a simple four words-I'm back, so she has to post it first?
She doesn't, she has to learn to say no!

"Well, I forgot. Anyway, you have nothing to do. Let's say you are back. Then I don't care if you come back or not, so I didn't."

While speaking these words, Du Ruo lowered his head slightly and walked slowly through the door with an absent-minded look on his face.

Qiao Anming was really disappointed this time. From her indifferent eyes, she didn't seem to care about her disappearance for a week, but he was full of longing, and came here non-stop, just to see her!
"Did you forget? Or do you not want to see me?"

"I don't want to see you, you came here by yourself!" Du Ruo started to play childish temper again, feeling that since being with him, many edges and corners of her body have been removed, her temper has become more and more docile, and she will be coquettish from time to time, Full of petty temper.

Qiao Anming saw that she was deliberately drying herself out, so she didn't hesitate to pull Du Ruo over and hugged her.

Du Ruo put his hands on his chest, eyes guarded, and asked first, "Is she cured?"

"Well, all right."

"Oh—" The particle was followed by a long silence. Qiao Anming sighed softly, put her face close to his chest, hugged her and asked, "Are you angry? Sorry, I haven't contacted you for so long."

Du Ruo leaned on his shoulder and shook his head.

She has no right to be angry, she said yes, "know the rules".

"Don't be angry, I know it's not convenient for you to contact me."

"So you don't miss me at all?"

"Thinking..." She nodded again, but is thinking useful?
Qiao Anming felt even more heartbroken when he heard this, and for the first time resented himself for being "powerless".

what to do?This is just the beginning. For such a long time in the future, how he will hurt her while hugging her and say "I'm sorry", these three words are too meager and can't make up for anything at all.

But the words are poor, and the promises can't be said, so they can only rub the pain into their own temperature.

Qiao Anming took out the wooden box from his coat pocket and handed it to Du Ruo.

"What is this? It's so mysterious."

Qiao Anming smiled awkwardly: "I bought the things you girls use randomly when I was on a business trip. Open it and have a look, I don't know if you will like it."

Du Ruo stared at his unconfident eyes, smiled and opened the box, and there was a hairpin lying quietly inside.

It looks very old, the body of the hairpin is made of copper-colored material, but the tail is very delicate, carved like a peacock, and two red agates are inlaid on it, like the eyes of a peacock.

Du Ruo never thought that Qiao Anming would give such a thing as a hairpin, which is really not something that modern women would use.

"What are you giving me this for?"

"The hotel where I stayed happened to be next to an antique shop. I went in to browse when I had time. I thought this hairpin was very unique. If you don't like it, just keep it as a gadget."

This was Qiao Anming's first time choosing a gift for a woman. In fact, he had thought about it for a long time during the business trip, what to give?jewelry?shoe?branded handbag?These are too vulgar, Du Ruo probably won't like them, so he went to the antique shop, always thinking that something from a certain age can be bought for her, and if she doesn't like it, it can be kept as a collection.

Of course, this hairpin, which he said was "just bought", was a bit expensive, and he didn't dare to tell Du Ruo about it, because if he did, she might explode again.

Du Ruo turned the hairpin over, and there seemed to be a few words engraved on the back.

"What is Hengfu, Shang, Zuchi, Fu..." Du Ruo made a big concept, and the last few words may not be clear due to the age.

She asked Qiao Anming: "What is this moment, what does it mean?"

"It's nothing interesting, it's just the name of Yinlou."

"Oh. Then help me put it on, I'll look in the mirror." Du Ruo smiled and handed the hairpin to Qiao Anming, then turned his back to him.

Qiao Anming played with Du Ruo's hair for a long time, but still held the hairpin in his hand.

"It's a bit difficult to do, no, you can do it yourself." He gave up, how could he help a woman with her hair.

But Du Ruo laughed, with a sly expression of a successful prank: "I know you can't, forget it, I will toss it myself." Then he twitched his hairpin and hopped to the bathroom, and soon he was done and ran Come out and ask Qiao Anming: "It's ready, does it look good?"

"Very good!" He was also infected by her joyful mood, smiling and circled around her, black silk with agate, he was very satisfied with his vision.

But Du Ruo suddenly turned around and asked, "Do you know what it means for a man to give a woman a hairpin?"

"represents what?"

"...I won't tell you." She ran away again, ran into the bathroom and continued to look in the mirror...

Because Du Ruo said that he didn't want too many people in the base to know about their relationship, Qiao Anming went back to Tongcheng that night.

On the morning of the second day, Du Ruo received a text message from Qiao Anming as soon as he got to work: "I will ask Xiao Zhang to pick you up at Mount Wumu in the afternoon, and we will have dinner together in the evening."

Du Ruo was in good spirits, humming a song and began to walk around the office. When her colleagues saw her smiling, they jokingly asked, "Why are you so happy? Thinking about spring before it comes?"

"Go, you're thinking of spring!" Du Ruo also realized that he was making too much noise, so he took the swivel chair and sat back in his seat. But thinking of Qiao Anming last night, he couldn't hide his smile, and slowly moved to the side of his colleague, secretly asking: "Hey, let me ask you a question, you say ha...a man...that...what does it look like to like a woman?"

The colleague was confused by her question: "What about men and women? Can you explain it more clearly?"

Du Ruo swallowed, and asked directly, "That's right, that's right, how can a woman please a man?"

"Hahahaha...so I wanted to know about this!" The colleague got down on the spot very shamelessly, and laughed until he was almost ashamed before raising his head, but said: "I don't have a man, how do you know, ask Baidu yourself!"

Du Ruo was stunned for a moment, and rolled her eyes, but Du Fool returned to his seat and held back for a long time, and actually secretly opened the Baidu page... So women with low EQ can't afford to be fooled!

As for the result... Hehe... Naturally, it's exciting.

Xiao Zhang's car arrived at Wumu Mountain at 2 p.m., and Du Ruo took the car back to the city as planned. On the way, he stopped to go to the supermarket to buy ingredients. Along the way, he asked Xiao Zhang to promise not to disclose it to Qiao Anming.

Xiao Zhang also cooperated, nodding and joking: "Yes, I will definitely not tell Ms. Du. I will give Mr. Qiao a surprise. Maybe he will give me a bonus when I am happy."

Du Ruo shrank his shoulders, lowered his head and laughed, and began to check whether all the things in the shopping bag were bought.

Xiao Zhang peeked at the people in the back seat from time to time, as if his emotions were also infected by her.Such a lively woman, like a red sun, always smiles, making people feel happy for no reason. It is estimated that there is only such a person who has the ability to warm up the always cold boss.

In fact, Du Ruo doesn't know how to cook Western food. It's so troublesome. What kind of steak, what kind of pasta, what kind of mushroom soup.But she wants to challenge once, and it's rare that she has the energy and taste to please him, so she should have a gesture of pleasing him.

Qiao Anming's villa in the western suburbs has everything, including an oven, candlesticks, knives and forks, and an open kitchen. He has never used such a good configuration.For that dinner, Du Ruo bought a lot of ingredients and condiments from the supermarket, from olive oil to red wine, and soon the spacious cooking table was full.

She then took out a few sheets of paper from her pocket and spread them out, on which were the Western food recipes she had printed out from the Internet in advance.

The Dumei people hummed a song and began to follow the recipe. When preparing the ingredients, they still felt at ease. Humming a ditty, washing the tomatoes, peeling the broccoli, and cutting the onions, tears flowed from the cutting, but my heart was sweet and greasy, thinking about , cut... It is not difficult to cook Western food!

But it's officially entering the cooking stage, it's terrible, it's completely messed up.

The recipe clearly stated that the steak should be fried on a high heat first, and then slowly fried on a low heat, but the steak turned black quickly when it was thrown into the butter, and Emma was completely burnt, so she had to turn off the fire quickly and watch the pan burn black The steak, stomped, reluctantly threw it into the trash can.

It won't work this time, and it will be improved next time. Fortunately, she had the foresight to buy a few more steaks.

There was also that creamy mushroom soup, the flour was put into the butter and all of it was mushy, sticking together, she endured the pain and poured it all out...

In the end, after tossing for 2 hours, there was a lot of ingredients, and there were only two plates of not-so-decent steaks and a salad left.

Du Ruo gasped and lamented her accomplishments in front of the cooking counter, shh... It's not easy to please a man, it seems that she really doesn't have the talent to be a mistress.

Glancing at the clock on the wall, she called Qiao Anming after 4 o'clock in the evening, and the reply was that he would leave work in half an hour.

Du Ruo hurriedly tidied up the cooking table, took the clothes he brought and flashed into the bathroom, came out half an hour later, put on light makeup, and changed into a new outfit. The ginger skirt with high forks and shoulders just outlined the curves of the graceful waist and calves , and felt that something was not enough, ran back to the bathroom again, put the fluffy curly hair on the shoulders on the top of the head with the hairpin that Qiao Anming gave, and a few loose hairs fell out and hung behind the head, differently charming amorous feelings.

Qiao Anming felt that Du Ruo's voice on the phone just now was a bit unusual. It was the same voice, but it always felt a little mysterious in it.

The car drove directly to the downstairs of the villa, the door was ajar, Qiao Anming pushed the door and went in without turning on the lights, it was very dark.

He called a few times: "Du Ruo...Du Ruo..." No one answered.

What's the matter with this girl?He actually left the door open.

When entering the villa, there is a tall and wide hall first, and then the living room and stairs are found after entering.Qiao Anming didn't turn on the light either. He walked into the living room in the dark and saw a faint light coming from the kitchen. It was dim orange. He led Qiao Anming to the light.

Du Ruo came out of the kitchen with a freshly planted rose. The sapphire blue crystal vase was held by Du Ruo's white and boneless hands. It was glowing blue, with a yellow dress and red lips. The delicate roses set off the face. more touching.

Qiao Anming didn't expect such a stunning scene at all. Standing at the kitchen door, he asked, "This is... what's wrong?"

Du Ruo was still immersed in his own little world, he didn't expect Qiao Anming to enter the door, standing in the dark like a ghost and making a startled sound, which really scared Du Ruo. What are you doing, you don't make a sound when you enter the door!"

The original beautiful mood was completely shattered by Du Fool's unreserved roar.

Qiao Anming shook his head helplessly: "I should be the one asking you why, why don't you turn on the lights in the room? Aren't you afraid of the dark?"

"I..." Du Ruo frowned, and adjusted her voice to the most gentle state again: "I want to make the atmosphere in the room a little more romantic, I want to give you a surprise!" She pursed her mouth, thinking about the Internet The trick is to have a romantic atmosphere, the room must be dark, candlesticks and roses, so that there is FEEL.

Qiao Anming looked around, the black lights were blind, the white candles were roses, it was indeed a bit romantic.Just this sudden romance, for what?He followed Du Ruo into the dining room, the lights were still dim, only the wall lamp with a lampshade gave off a dim light.

Du Ruo put the vase in his hand on the long table, and then Qiao Anming noticed the things on the table, candlesticks, steak, red wine, and a lonely plate of salad.

"You did all of this?"

"Yes, it's been a long time, how about a taste?" Du Ruo pulled Qiao Anming to sit down, and sat down opposite him.Qiao Anming was really frightened by her.

"What's going on today?"

"It's okay, I just want to cook you a meal." Du Ruo smiled sweetly, cut up the steak piece by piece and forked it onto his plate.

Qiao Anming frowned, half smiling but not eating, just staring at Du Ruo's face opposite for a long time.

She has prepared carefully, obviously, she has put on makeup, changed clothes, the shoulder-cut style perfectly outlines the slender and delicate neck curve, and sitting under the light like that with a coquettish smile, Qiao Anming pursed her lips, but still couldn't help asking : "What's the matter? I'm so uneasy in being so well-dressed."

How can he bear such a gentle and extreme Dumei who is almost like acting.

Seeing that Qiao Anming didn't respond enthusiastically, Du Ruo gritted his teeth and hated, what the hell is going on with this man?So incomprehensible, is this trick useless to him?Okay, that's the next move, so she smiled again, and pushed the plate in front of him again: "Why do you ask so much? It's rare for me to cook you a meal, don't you want to eat?"

Qiao Anming no longer stalemate, forked a piece of beef into his mouth, and chewed hard.

"how is it going?"

"..." He frowned, and said for a long time, "...you think you're getting old..."

"How could it be?" Du Ruo also cut a piece and put it in his mouth. Emma was really old. She glanced at her mouth and dug another spoonful of salad into his plate.

"Then try this again?"

Qiao Anming didn't understand, so he took another sip and nodded: "This one is barely okay."

Du Mei let out a sigh, pushed the big vegetable salad in front of Qiao Anming, brought the steak back, and said in a very reasonable way: "Okay, I'll give you the salad and the steak."

Uncle Qiao raised his brows, what kind of invincible logic is this?

"It's rare for you to invite me to dinner, so you just pass it off with a plate of salad?"

Du Ruo scratched his head and laughed: "Actually not, I bought a lot of things, including desserts and creamy mushroom soup, but my level is limited, and your oven is too high-end, so I don't know how to use it. It's all mushy, and there's only this salad left to eat."

She was quite honest, she recruited everything, Qiao Anming couldn't help laughing, what else could he say.

Du Ruo also knew that he had messed up, so he quickly made up for it.

"But don't worry, there is no meat to eat, at least there is wine."

She opened the red wine she bought from the supermarket, poured a little into the glass in front of Qiao Anming, then filled her own glass, held the glass around in front of him, and said softly: "I know you don't drink alcohol, but Can you drink less to match the atmosphere?"

Qiao Anming had no choice but to let her take a sip. Du Ruo was proud of herself, took a long sip and walked back to her seat. Just as she sat down, she suddenly felt that something was missing. Yes, music. There must be music in this atmosphere.

Du Ruo hurried to turn on the stereo, and there was music wafting out - Erquan Yingyue?Emma, ​​Sister Du, this is an erhu.

Qiao Anming frowned into a bow.

"You even have this?"

Du Ruo could only smile sarcastically, and spread his hands apologetically: "Hehe...I bought it from the supermarket, there is no other way, then the supermarket only has these classical music, you just listen to it."

Qiao Anming was completely defeated in an instant, and still returned to the old question: "What happened today? What kind of stimulation did you get, cooking, red wine, and music?"

"Hmm..." Du Ruo began to think deeply.In fact, she simply wanted to create some opportunities to please him. Women are like this. When the love is strong, no matter how strong the female man is, he can't wait to turn into a puddle of autumn water and seep into his heart.

Seeing that Du Ruo was so thoughtful, Qiao Anming stopped asking her why, but stood up, walked in front of her, leaned her upper body forward slightly, stretched out her right hand,

Wait for her to respond.

Du Ruo raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why?"

"Dancing, will you?"

She wanted to shake her head and say no, but Qiao Anming's eyes were so gentle and charming that she could only stand up and put her wrist up.

The dining room is very big, with the shadow of the moon dancing. He put his arms around her waist and started. Du Ruo didn't know how to perform the simplest ballroom dance, so he could only respond jerky and clumsily under his guidance. Fortunately, Qiao Anming was patient and took her hand slowly. Slow to teach.

What a heartwarming scene, it was so warm to the bones of my spleen, Qiao Anming gently took Du Ruo's head to her shoulders, and she also wrapped her arms around his neck obediently, her two bodies were close to each other, and her heart leaned against her. Together, feel each other's temperature and frequency.

Later, for a while, Qiao Anming didn't dare to recall the scene of that night. He danced ballroom dancing in the restaurant with Du Ruo in his arms. They didn't speak to each other, but each had a clear mind, which was worth a thousand words.

The strangest thing is that the background music is still the damned Erquan Yingyue, very sad melody, but he listens to it with joy.

If Gu Lan is his shackles, then Du Ruo must be his softener.

Qiao Anming doesn't drink, so almost all of the bottle of red wine went into Du Ruo's stomach. After dinner, she pushed Qiao Anming into the bathroom to take a shower, cleaned up the table by herself, and then hid in the kitchen and secretly read the printed "Hook-up Raiders" .

Spraying his favorite perfume, this trick is obviously not good, Qiao Anming hates such gaudy things the most.

Lay naked on the bed and wait?Emma...it's too explicit, she can't do it!
Want to refuse or welcome?This trick seems to work... Du Ruo looked down carefully, with a smile on his lips, um... the props are very simple, but the expressions and movements are a bit difficult to grasp.

But once in a while, she was ready to go all out.

Qiao Anming came out of the shower, and saw Du Ruo hiding in the kitchen alone.

"What are you looking at? Smiling so treacherously?"

"No... I didn't read anything!" Du Ruo quickly put away the A4 paper in his hand, rubbed it carelessly and stuffed it into the first drawer of the cabinet behind him.Walking quickly to Qiao Anming, he practiced an ambiguous tone and asked, "Um... have you taken a shower?"

Qiao Anming was frightened by her numb tone, and nodded dully, Du Ruoxi smiled, and quickly walked into the bathroom by mistake.

Qiao Anming shook his head helplessly, what the hell is this girl doing so mysteriously.

Du Ruo tossed about in the bathroom for nearly an hour. She stole a men's shirt from Qiao Anming's closet. It was pure white and the simplest style. Buttons... At last she took a deep breath, ya ya... Go ahead and undo two buttons, and then put all the half-wet hair up with the hairpin, and pull down the shirt on one shoulder, revealing a large piece of chest skin and collarbone…

Inhale, exhale... Du Ruo clutched his thumping heart and made the last confirmation before the mirror in front of the mirror.

The "Strategy" says that the smile should be a little sweet, the teeth should not be bared, and the lips should be bitten lightly... The eyes cannot look directly, they must be blurred and distant, and have no focus, but be sure to look into him at a glance heart of.

Oh my god... what kind of "strategy for hooking men" is this, it's simply "strategy for growing a goblin"!
Qiao Anming was watching the news on the sofa. The living room was far away from the downstairs bathroom, so he couldn't hear the movement in the bathroom, but after a long time, he heard Du Ruo calling from inside: "Old Qiao, bring me a dry towel..."

He frowned slightly, but still took out the towel cooperatively and walked to the bathroom.

He knocked on the door very politely when he reached the door, but a crisp voice sounded from the door: "Damn it, the door is open... Come in by yourself..."

Uncle Qiao petrified on the spot, this girl, has a fever again?

But as soon as the door was opened, there were three gorgeous law lines on his forehead in an instant. This girl was not only burnt, she was almost smoked...

Loose men's shirt, the bottom three buttons are symbolically buttoned, a small piece of shoulder is exposed, the undulating curve of the chest reaches the ear, what's more damn is the slender white thigh, one bends on tiptoe, the other stretches straight straight.

And she was sitting on the edge of the bathtub, the steam was rising, her whole face was half wet and warm, and Fu Rong came out of the bath...

Qiao Anming stood there and swallowed a breath, but soon a smile appeared in his heart.

Seeing him standing at the door and refusing to enter, Du Ruo began to feel a little resentful in his heart... Emma, ​​the uncle, started pretending to be a gentleman again, but his face was already coquettish, and he raised his head slightly, and shouted ambiguously: "What are you doing standing there all this time? Give me the bath towel I…"

Qiao Anming held back her smile and walked over, handing her the towel with a sullen face.

Du Ruo took it with a smile, and began to half-bend his upper body to wipe the water stains on his legs little by little.She had thought about this position for a long time in the bathroom, with her front half leaning forward, her collarbone protruding, and the shirt on one shoulder was taken off, and what's more, her legs were soft and straight, stained with some water, plus the orange in the bathroom. Yellow lights... Qiao Anming, just treat yourself like a god to hell.

But Qiao BOSS really has a hand when he is a god. He folded his arms to enjoy the beautiful scenery in front of him, but he didn't take any action... Du Ruo slandered in his heart... The strategy said that men usually come over very actively at such times and take the pistol from her hand The bath towel offered to help her wipe it, but the uncle in front of him was so upright that he didn't intend to come over at all.

What do you want?So bearable!
Du Ruo had a smile on his face, but he hated it to death in his heart.

She was about to wipe off a layer of skin on her legs, but the shadow of the man in front of her still didn't move forward!Shit... so hard to seduce, I don't want to play anymore, old lady!So in the end, our Dumei was heartbroken, threw the towel aside, stood up and wanted to go outside.

But the ground was slippery, and she was barefoot. When she stood up in a hurry, she couldn't stabilize herself, and she fell forward... Qiao Anming quickly supported her with his hands, and he met his eyes, but he couldn't help smiling. One sentence: "It's too much trouble, what should I do if I fall?"

Du Ruo wants to cry but has no tears, God... Uncle Qiao, can't you see that this time is real?

It's just that the posture is ambiguous at the right time and place. His arms just supported her chest, and the tightly wrapped curves fluctuated up and down with Du Ruo's rapid breathing. On the pool table, the face approached her, leaned close to her ear and slowly responded with a smile: "But the acting is very good... I like it very much, hahaha..." The person next to the ear laughed heartily, but Du Ruo thought A slap directly slaps it up!

The soul is light... This is obviously going to fall, okay?

But after thinking about it, isn't this the effect she wants to achieve?It was rare for Uncle Qiao to cooperate, so she had to quickly figure out what to do, so Du Ruo simply started to act, smiling softly, and took advantage of the situation to stand on tiptoe and sit on the pool platform.

Qiao Anming smiled at the corner of his mouth, but he had to admit in his heart that with Du Ruo's face, it was effortless to act as a goblin, and he began to breathe slowly... The four eyes met, and he was finally willing to lower his eyes and hold Du Ruo's face: " Tell me, what should I do next?"

What a cruel word!It's all over, yet he still refuses to give in.

Du Ruo was not annoyed, he let go of his biting lip, breathed wetly into his ear, and breathed out word by word: "You don't have to do anything... just follow me, close your eyes... just cooperate ..."

Du Ruo covered Qiao Anming's eyes with her palms, then leaned forward with her upper body, kissing his lips all the way in... She had drunk wine, the sweetness of her taste buds, the stimulation of alcohol, her whole heart was covered by it. Pulled and tightened together...Monster...

In his capacity, he should feel guilty for betraying his marriage again and again, but every time he hugs Du Ruo's body, he panics more than feels guilty.What are you panicking about?He panicked that he was too obsessed, and the day he really wanted to separate, he would be reluctant to let go.

He used to think that he was sane and sober, and it was impossible to have such a strong possessive desire for a person or an object, but now he was a little worried that his greedy pampering was actually possessive.

This woman in front of him, with her whole heart and body, since he has already got his hands on it, she is not allowed to accept anyone else!
That night Qiao Anming left Du Ruo to live in the villa, she fell asleep gently and hugged her body, and soon there was a slight snoring sound.

Du Ruo has not fallen asleep, lying on his side in his arms, the man next to him rarely smiles in sleep, but tonight the corners of his mouth are always raised, is it because he is in a good mood?
In fact, Du Ruo himself is also in a good mood, but in the depths of this good mood, there is a panic that he dare not pry into, because this kind of happiness comes too completely, so he is afraid of the desolation when the show ends.

In fact, she is not afraid of gossip, what is afraid of is the stubbornness that can't be let go.

(End of this chapter)