My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 69: Familiar and Unfamiliar Telephone

Jian Ran was crying, tears falling drop by drop, falling on the snow-white skin he had just ravaged, as if to remind him of his evil deeds.

And those tearful eyes, looking at him, clearly reflected his gaffe.

Qin Yue was a little startled for a while, the manic person in Jian Ran's eyes... was he really himself?

How could you... be so gaffe?

Qin Yue couldn't understand.

I don't even want to understand that I will become like that.

Qin Yue sighed deeply, then gently approached Jian Ran and carefully kissed off the tears on Jian Ran's face.

The tears were very bitter and astringent, and they continued to bitter into Qin Yue's heart, and he felt an unprecedented sourness in his heart.

"I'm sorry," he said.

After Qin Yue was sorry, he turned around and left in a hurry.

The door was heavily closed, blocking Jian Ran's vision, and she could no longer see Qin Yue.

Looking down at this ugly dress on her body, Jian Ran's tears were about to roll again.

She hurriedly took a deep breath, forcibly forced back the tears that were about to shed, not allowing herself to cry again.

She leaned her back against the door panel, raised her head, cupped her face in her hands, and took a deep breath again.

Qin Yue, a man who broke into her life suddenly without her preparation.

Gradually, before she knew it, she began to care about him, what he thought of him, and whether he knew her past.

Now, she has not the courage to tell him what happened in Kyoto, and she doesn't know how he will think of her after knowing it. Will he also misunderstand her and look down on her like many people?

Jian Ran had no bottom in her heart, so she never dared to mention it because she didn't want him to know that her family was so unbearable.

She even felt that when he knew the truth, it was very likely that the two of them broke up.

Buzzing--

In the quiet space, the mobile phone on the coffee table vibrated and made a buzzing sound, which shocked Jian Ran again.

She dragged her skirt and picked up the phone. The phone screen displayed a series of numbers, which meant that the number was not in her address book.

Although it is not in the address book, Jian Ran still has an impression of this string of numbers. How could she not have an impression of the mobile phone number used by such relatives at the beginning.

The phone is still ringing, but Jian Ran's outstretched finger hasn't fallen. She is struggling very much inside. Is it to answer or not to answer?

After thinking about it, Jian Ran decided to listen to what the person wanted to say to her.

At the last moment, Jian Ran flicked her finger and connected to the phone.

After the call was connected, the people at both ends of the phone did not speak, and were quiet enough to hear the other person's breathing from the phone.

For a long time, Jian Xin, who was the other party, spoke first.

"Of course, are you free tomorrow? Let's make an appointment to meet."

Jian Xin's gentle voice came from the phone receiver to Jian Ran's ear, still as charming and beautiful as before.

Jian Ran still remembers Ling Feiyu's description of Jian Xin's voice like this-she was born to confuse a man's seductive voice through the phone, no wonder Gu Nanjing was hooked by her so quickly.

"Ran Ran……"

Jian Ran didn't answer, and the person on the phone tried to call again.

Three years ago, when Jian Ran learned that she was violently violent netizens who had been involved in human flesh, she told herself that she had no elder sister in her life. Her elder sister was dead at that time.

Now, after receiving a call from Jian Xin three years later, the resentment, hatred, and various emotions in his heart have slowly faded away.

Why should you punish yourself for the wrong things done by others?

That's what Jian Ran told herself.

"Of course, I want to talk to you about my mother."

Suddenly I heard Jian Xin mentioned her mother, and then thought that her mother was ill in sex, but she hadn't paid attention to it for the past three years. Compared with the little thing that her mother could not choose to do to her, she was even more exaggerated. very.

"You tell me the time and place."

In the end, Jian Ran still compromised. She needed to know what happened to her mother's health.

"I checked the strategy and I heard that there is a Beijing-style cuisine on Heping Road, Jiangbei, which is very good. How about we meet there at noon tomorrow?"

Tomorrow is Saturday, Jian Ran has a rest, and if he is free, he agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Jian Ran stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself. Qin Yue's dress strap had been torn apart, and her white shoulders were all exposed.

If she is shown to others, she is afraid that some ugly words will be heard again, so she must not go out like this.

There is no change of clothes here. She must figure out how to take care of it so that no one can see it.

Jian Ran was born as a fashion designer. In the past, when she was engaged in design, it was common to use cloth to cut and cut, and her practical ability was also very strong. It should be possible to modify the dress of this condition.

She soon had an idea.

She tied the little shawl into a bow and tied it with the shoulder strap, so that not only the broken shoulder strap could not be seen, but also the hickey Qin Yue left on her neck.

Ok!

Looking at her dress after diy, Jian Ran was very satisfied.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with him, Jian Ran opened the door and went out.

However, she never expected that Qin Yue, who she thought had left long ago, was standing at the door at this time, and when she opened the door, she ran into his eyes.

The two people looked at each other, and neither of them spoke, let alone what they could say. The atmosphere was very embarrassing.

Finally, Jian Ran said, "Well, I want to go back first."

She lowered her head, didn't want to look at his gaze, and couldn't tell the strange feeling of rejection in her heart.

"Yeah." He hummed, his palm stretched out and grabbed her hand, leading her away.

She wanted to shake off his hand, but she held it back.

She is his wife, isn't she? What happened just now, she assumed he was exercising her husband's power over her.

When Jian Ran gave herself an excuse in her heart, Qin Yue had already led her into the car.

The driver, Old Wei, quietly glanced at the two people sitting in the back seat of the car silently from the rearview mirror, and asked carefully: "Master, where are you going?"

"Go home." Qin Yue faintly said two words, then closed his eyes and leaned on the seat of the car.

He is calm on the surface as usual, but his heart is turbulent.

Qin Yue didn't know what was wrong with him, and Xiang Zi, who had super control ability, just failed to control his emotions in front of Jian Ran.

A little bit, just a little bit, a little bit, almost he became like those who hurt her.

If it hadn't been for her tears to shed in time, he thought he might have caused an irreparable mistake.

Fortunately, nothing happened, he hasn't done anything to hurt her, and he and her can live well.