A Long Way to Marriage: Sweet New Wife Loves Not Enough

Chapter 189 At that time, she called him: Mr. Rong

Rong Che explained, and Mama Liu went to do it immediately.

Ou Yu had already said what he wanted to say, but Zhu Qingwen still had to wait to pull Lin Qinghuan's needle, so the two of them waited for Lin Qinghuan to finish the infusion before leaving.

The sky gradually darkened, and Lin Qinghuan hadn't woken up yet.

Mama Liu was still cooking porridge in the pot, and made two light side dishes, and after they were done, she went upstairs to the bedroom and asked Rong Che to eat first.

Rong Che sat by the bed, never taking his eyes off Lin Qinghuan.

Liu Ma: "Sir, why don't you go down to have dinner first, I'll watch my wife here."

After a while, Rong Che replied: "No need."

Mama Liu wanted to say something else, but Rong Che insisted, she had no choice but to close the bedroom door and go down.

Rong Che just looked at Lin Qinghuan like that.

Her appearance at that time must have been more youthful than five years ago, and so was he.

When seeing him for the first time, how scared was Lin Qinghuan?

A stranger with a bloodstained bandage on his body.

At that time, the man who led him past treated her with no tenderness, a businesslike attitude, and contemptuous warning threats.

After that, he could hear her voice every day.

From being cautious at the beginning to being plain and natural at the end.

At that time, she called him: Mr. Rong.

He and her had a very good time, at least, he thought so.

It's a pity that she doesn't remember.

And what happened later made Rong Che dare not remember now.

Rong Che's warm palms covered her cheeks, and after a while, he said slowly: "Lin Qinghuan, if I don't remember you in the future, I don't know if you will be as sad as me."

After that, there was a long silence.

Lin Qinghuan slept for a long time, and Rong Che was also watching by her side.

In the middle of the night, Lin Qinghuan woke up.

She had just subsided from a high fever, and at the moment she was very thirsty, Lin Qinghuan never resisted Rong Che's embrace, besides, Rong Che was lying beside her at this moment, Lin Qinghuan involuntarily leaned into Rong Che's embrace, her head was still a little dizzy Heavy, she felt more comfortable when she leaned into Rong Che's arms.

Rong Che sleeps lightly, let alone tonight.

Lin Qinghuan just pressed her into his arms intentionally, and Rong Che woke up.

He turned sideways, hugged her tightly in his arms, and said in a hoarse voice with a little tiredness: "Qing Huan... are you awake?"

Lin Qinghuan leaned in her arms, nodded weakly, and then slowly said: "I want to drink water, I'm so hungry, and I want to eat."

People are always the weakest after a serious illness, not to mention that Lin Qinghuan hasn't eaten much all day, and now she is suffering from hunger.

However, just after Lin Qinghuan finished speaking, Rong Che still got up: "Mama Liu made some porridge, just wait, I'll heat it up for you."

He got up and turned on the light in the room. However, Lin Qinghuan was very uncomfortable with the sudden glare of the light. Her white arms were placed in front of her eyes, blocking the optical fiber.

And soon, Rong Che reacted, quickly turned off the light, and switched on the dim yellow and dim bedside lamp, which was enough for him to see the road in front of him clearly, but not so dazzling.

After a while, Rong Che came up with the bowl and chopsticks, put the bowl of porridge on the small cabinet beside the bed, and then carefully helped Lin Qinghuan up from the bed.

Lin Qinghuan leaned against the head of the bed and rubbed her temples, feeling dizzy all the time.

But she was indeed very hungry, and besides, there was a bowl of vegetable porridge with an attractive aroma.

Lin Qinghuan's eyes fell on the bowl of porridge on the small cabinet involuntarily, Rong Che's eyes narrowed slightly, he picked up a spoonful, tested the temperature, and brought it to her mouth.

Such Rong Che is still rare.

Lin Qinghuan forgot to eat for a while.

After a while, Rong Che said, "Eat something first and then look at me every day, isn't it good?"

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

Yes, she was looking at Rong Che, and she was fascinated by it.

Rong Che frowned slightly, but seeing his understatement, Lin Qinghuan felt that her ears were going to burn.

"Hurry up and eat something, aren't you hungry?" Rong Che took another spoonful and brought it to her mouth.

This time, Lin Qinghuan ate obediently.

She only ate half of a bowl of porridge.

Lin Qinghuan's appetite is light, and she will be full after eating too much.

"Eat more."

Lin Qinghuan shook her head: "No, I've been hungry for too long, and my stomach should feel uncomfortable after eating too much."

Rong Che did not refute this point.

He ate the remaining half bowl.

Lin Qinghuan sat on the bed and looked at him. Seeing that he was almost finished eating, she turned her head and glanced out the window.

The windows were closed and the curtains were drawn, so it was not clear whether it was day or night outside.

Turning to look at Rong Che: "What time is it?"

Rong Che hesitated a little, but after a while, he still replied: "It's still early." After speaking, he got up and took the bowls and chopsticks: "Wait for me, we will sleep together later." After speaking, he went down.

Lin Qinghuan didn't quite believe his words, and felt that it should be very late.

It's very quiet, it's quiet late at night, it should be early in the morning, right?

Lin Qinghuan turned sideways to look for her mobile phone, but she couldn't find it.

Her mobile phone is in the study, not in the bedroom, and Rong Che's mobile phone is always with her.

Lin Qinghuan wanted to get up and check the time. If it was really early as Rong Che said, she would go to bed later, if it was very late, she would go to bed earlier.

Rong Che still has to get up very early to go to the military region tomorrow morning, she doesn't want him to be too tired.

However, before she could leave the bedroom, she was carried back to the room by Rong Che.

"Do you miss me if you don't see me for a while?"

Holding her, Rong Che kicked the bedroom door and carried her back to the bed.

"Rong Che, to be honest, isn't it very late?" Lin Qinghuan asked stubbornly, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Rong Che put his palms on her sides, looked down at her with firm eyes, "It's still early."

Lin Qinghuan was full of disbelief: "If you lied to me..."

However, before she finished speaking, Rong Che's lips were directly pressed down, tossing and turning to kiss, tender and long.

The breathing of the two gradually increased, and Lin Qinghuan's breathing was hot, and they were inextricably entangled, extremely ambiguous.

However, Rong Che did not take any further action.

Rong Che pressed her down and kissed her fiercely, and he let her go after a while: "If I lie to you, what about you?"

Lin Qinghuan tried her best to maintain a steady breath, seeing him remembering her like this, Lin Qinghuan stretched out her hand to push her away, pulled the quilt as if in a temper and went to sleep.

Rong Che was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, always feeling that the realization was getting more and more blurred.

After a while, he closed his eyes and slowed down before his vision returned to normal.

After that, he turned sideways again, hugged her in his arms, and said after a while: "Lin Qinghuan, are you ignoring me?"

Lin Qinghuan really ignored him.

Rong Che lifted the quilt and fell asleep next to her, but his hand penetrated into her clothes.

Lin Qinghuan was ashamed and angry: "Rong Che, go away..."

The strength in Rong Che's hand couldn't help but increase a bit: "I won't go!"

Whatever Lin Qinghuan wanted him to do, Rong Che wanted to do the opposite.

She was too fussy, Rong Che directly pressed her under him, Lin Qinghuan turned his back to Rong Che, and was pressed under him, Rong Che lowered his head and kissed her earlobe, his hands didn't stop , kept flirting with Lin Qinghuan.

However, it was probably because people are more hypocritical and fragile when they are sick. When Rong Che teased her like this, she was ashamed and angry at first, but later, she was only angry, and in the end, she was so angry that she cried.

She lay on the bed, crying softly.

Rong Che quickly sensed that something was wrong with her, he held her by the shoulder and made her face him.

Seeing her tears streaming down her face at this moment, Rong Che panicked: "Don't cry, don't cry..." He held Lin Qinghuan's cheek, and his voice was extremely gentle.

But the more this happened, the more Lin Qinghuan cried.

Rong Che was a little at a loss.

"Don't cry, okay? I was wrong, I was wrong, okay..."

"Get out!" Lin Qinghuan took the pillow beside the bed and smashed it on his face.

Rong Che remained silent, without any movement.

Lin Qinghuan's crying gradually subsided, and she couldn't stop sobbing. After a while, she choked up her voice and said: "With me, is there nothing else but wanting to have sex with me? I'm sick and you still want to torment me, you Do you miss me? Do you just think that I will always be so uncomfortable..."

"I do not have."

"You have!"

"I didn't!" Rong Che couldn't help but raise his voice a little, he took hold of her neck with his broad hands, pulled her to his side, put his forehead against hers, and said slowly: "I want you to get well soon Wake up, thinking you will never feel bad."

He spoke seriously, and Lin Qinghuan cried seriously.

Crying makes people's hearts ache.

Lin Qinghuan's voice was full of tears: "I don't believe it, I don't believe you."

Lin Qinghuan doesn't know whether people are like this when they are weak.

At least she is.

The physical discomfort will spread to the heart, and some insignificant things will always easily defeat her psychological defense.

It's hypocritical.

It's just that she hasn't been so hypocritical for a long time.

Rong Che was silent, took a deep breath of relief, and said in an extremely firm tone: "How can you believe me?"

"Go out and sleep!" Lin Qinghuan said without hesitation.

Rong Che's sexy thin lips were slightly pursed, and he didn't speak for a long time. After a long time, he finally said: "You are sick, I want to take care of you..."

"I don't want you to care!"

In the past, Rong Che said that Lin Qinghuan was good at killing, but in fact, Lin Qinghuan was not only good at killing, she was also good at fighting.

However, when she said that she didn't want him to care about her, Rong Che couldn't help but tighten his grip on her, and then let go weakly.

He let her go, sat on the bed facing her, his eyes closed slightly, he hesitated to speak for a while before he said, "I'll go to sleep on the sofa, okay?" Even so, it seemed like he was asking extravagantly.

Lin Qinghuan was still crying, but she was much more stable than before.

She looked at Rong Che, and finally pulled back the quilt and lay down on the bed again, and said angrily: "Then you've been sleeping on the sofa for a week, so you're not allowed to go to bed!"