Chuchu became lively after hearing me tell some interesting stories about her time as a soldier. She asked questions about this and that. I really don’t know why she was so obsessed with being a soldier. She looked at her watch helplessly and saw that it was already midnight. It's eleven o'clock.
"It's too late. Let's go back. Remember not to say bad things about me to your sister. I don't want to make her sad." I specifically told Chu Chu.
"I know, you still have a conscience, but... What should I do with Sister Qiao Shan? I don’t know how to get along with her anymore." Chu Chu said irritably
"It doesn't matter, she was probably just frightened and drank some wine, and that's why she behaved like that. I clearly rejected her. There should be no more emotional involvement." I comforted her and took a taxi home. When I got home, my son was already asleep. Qin Lan was watching the tablet on the sofa. When he saw us coming back, he went to the kitchen. Two cups of hangover soup were brought out
"Hurry up and drink some hangover soup. Uh, Chu Chu, why are you injured?" Qin Lan was a little surprised when she saw the wound on Chu Chu's leg.
"It's okay. I was a little dizzy after drinking. I fell on the road. If you fall, your skin will be broken." Chu Chu was a little embarrassed. She took a sip of soup and walked to the bathroom. "Sister, it's okay. Don't worry. I'll take a shower and go to bed. I'm so tired."
Qin Lan looked helplessly. She glanced at me and gave me a questioning look.
"Ahem, she was having too much fun and tripped up on the road." I explained, then went back to the master bedroom, washed up randomly, and then lay on the bed. ...
Qin Lan was a little confused, why is it so strange...
It was night. Qin Lan looked at me who fell asleep not long after lying down. He shook his head, packed up my clothes, and lay beside me gently, Looking at me quietly, he suddenly saw a trace of lipstick on the corner of my lips, and his face suddenly froze,
"Here, my husband~, how come there are lipstick marks? Whose? Chu Chu's? Or..." bursts of pain , a heartbreaking appearance, tears falling silently...
In the morning, a burst of birdsong woke me up, I looked around me, and habitually went to get the water glass on the bedside, "Huh?" I didn't touch the water glass
I shook it. I shook my head, sobered up, and went to the bathroom to wash up. Just as I was about to get some water, I suddenly looked up at me in the mirror. Go ahead! Qiao Shan’s lipstick mark from yesterday is still on the corner of her mouth!
"Wife! Wife!" I hurried out and ran out. , in the restaurant, Qin Lan was in the kitchen, cooking. When she heard my cry, she paused in her cutting of vegetables with her back to me, and continued her movements without speaking.
I saw her there, and I didn’t feel anything in my heart. After the initial panic, I felt guilty again, I made her sad...
walked behind her, put his hands through her waist, hugged her flat belly, and rested his chin on her hair, She closed her eyes and said nothing
Qin Lan stopped what she was doing, her body trembled slightly, and she had no words
"Honey, I'm sorry for making you sad~" I gently rubbed my face against her hair, "Believe me! I didn't do anything to make you sorry. "It's something..." I gently told Qin Lan everything about last night.
Qin Lan listened to me silently. The kitchen knife in his hand fell to the cutting board. He put his hands on mine and held them tightly, sobbing softly. When I got up, I slowly turned her around, held her face with both hands, and looked at her haggard face seriously. My heart ached, "She must not have slept well all night. She has bags under her eyes." How long have you been crying? "My heart was full of guilt, and I looked at her moist eyes affectionately, "Wife, I love you! Trust me!"
