Mr. Nian, Your Wife Refuses To Be The Substitute

Chapter 41: A streak of bright red on the neckline _1

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No matter how much ning Qing guessed, she could not guess what he was thinking.

So he came back just to do that kind of thing for Yingluo?

She had been deliberately avoiding and not thinking too much about this matter. She also hoped that he would not have such thoughts. After all, he did not lack women.

But it turned out that this day would still come.

The corners of ning Qing’s eyes were sour and bitter.

“I’m not feeling well,” she tried to find an excuse.

the medical report says that all the indicators of your body are normal.

He had even thought of this.

Ning Qing smiled bitterly. Her heart that had been beating violently earlier had calmed down, as if she was already dead.

She strode over to the bed, step by step.

She lifted a corner of the blanket and slept on it.

He leaned forward and blocked the light above his head.

Ning Qing could not see his face clearly. Her pale lips opened and closed. Finally, she said, ” can you turn off the light? ”

Nian lie’s eyes stung, darkness surging in them.

He stretched out his long hand and the light went out.

In the dark, ning Qing could not see him. She could only feel his presence.

When his warm breath landed on her face, she trembled and said in a sobbing tone, ”

“I don’t want to get pregnant.”

As soon as she finished speaking, her Hot Lips took her breath away.

They turned, turned, and attacked.

His iron arms pressed on her shoulders. She was in pain, but she endured it and didn’t make a sound.

A long time passed.

The quick and domineering kiss made ning Qing lose her consciousness.

However, he rolled down from her body and hugged her tightly with his arms, as if he was fused into her body.

She turned her back to him, opened her mouth, and took deep breaths.

Behind her, the man’s words on the phone were drowned out by her deafening heartbeat.

He hung up the phone, got up, and put on his clothes.

Looking at her back, Nian lie’s deep eyes turned dark and difficult to look at.

“I have something to do, so I’m going out.”

There was no response.

He buttoned his sleeves, put on his suit, and no longer hesitated.

The door closed and the person left.

Ning Qing covered her mouth and panted.

The sound of a car starting up came from downstairs, and she was sure that he had really left.

She sat up on the bed. The bath towel was half-worn, revealing her beautiful figure.

Ning Qing stared out of the window in the dark. Her long eyelashes were like butterfly wings, trembling with nervousness and panic, as well as a trace of joy for surviving the disaster.

Other than kissing.

He did not touch her.

Even though she could clearly feel his eagerness.

Did he feel pity for her?

For the first time, ning Qing had doubts about Nian lie.

But it was only for an instant.

She lay down again and closed her eyes to sleep.

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Ning Qing had thought that Nian lie’s words that day were just a passing remark.

However, ever since that day, he would come home every night, apply medicine for her in silence, and sleep with her.

He would kiss her, and only kiss her.

Even when he was in the heat of the moment, he would rush into the bathroom to take a shower, and when he came back, he was covered in cold air.

Ning Qing didn’t understand his way of doing things, and he never said much to her.

Gradually, her resistance from the beginning became numb and submissive.

That night, he returned home as usual.

The two of them didn’t say a word. He undid his tie and shirt and went into the bathroom.

Ning Qing picked up the clothes on the ground, and his phone fell out of his suit pocket.

She bent down to pick it up and a call came in.

The caller ID showed that it was Bai Qingqing.

Ning Qing’s lips twitched. She walked to the bathroom door and knocked.

The sound of water stopped.

The man’s unique hoarse voice sounded.

“What’s the matter?”

“Your phone.”

Ning Qing answered honestly.

There was a pause inside. you don’t have to worry about it.

Ning Qing’s eyes drooped as she said ” okay “. She turned around and put her phone on the coffee table, then continued to pick up the clothes scattered on the ground.

The phone went off.

Ning Qing picked up the tie and touched the shirt.

A bright red stain on her collar entered her line of sight.