"Oh, I’m not playing. Will you stop it? My neck is breaking."
Seeing her begging for mercy, he let go. "Tut tut is too weak. It seems that I have to train you well."
Qiao Xin rubbed his neck with one hand and scratched his armpit with the other.
It’s not wrong to be ticklish. Jiang Hao managed to tighten his arm, just then, Qiao Xinwei kicked his ass while he was unprepared.
"Oh, hit" Scissorhands are more cute than her blinking eyes.
This Jiang Haozhen sent him to stretch her and pick her up and throw it directly on the bed.
Qiao Xinwei shouted for help. She wanted to escape, but she didn’t come. As soon as she turned around, Jiang Hao was tall and pressed. He attached it to her ear and gnawed and said, "Although the sound insulation effect of the room is good, don’t shout so loudly. Aren’t you afraid of being heard by your parents?"
Deliberately dividing him is deliberately saying "you bastard" with a red face and a low voice.
"Ha ha what did you say?"
"You bastard", she repeated the sentence, although she was scolding him, but the coquetry in her words was self-evident, but it was more like flirting.
Jiang Hao opened her mouth with hot air and put her earlobe in her mouth. The wet, sticky and hot strength provoked her to hide. The more she hid from him, the more she held her and kissed her overbearing.
Jiang Hao turned her over to face himself, and he put her hands on her head with one hand. "Dare to scratch me at your own risk?" He said, and the tip of his tongue hooked up in her neck.
"Ha, ha, ha, don’t … it’s itchy. I surrender … ha, ha, ha, ha … husband, I surrender."
Jiang Hao was panting. He restrained his desire and asked in a low voice in her ear, "What do you call me?"
"husband"
"Love me? Yeah."
"love"
"Say, husband, I love you." He is so gentle and overbearing that he wants to possess her completely.
At the end of her heart, she repeated his words, "Husband, I love you. I love you all my life and I will always love you …"
Jiang Hao lifted the back of her neck and opened her mouth to suck her lips deeper and deeper.
Hoping for the fire to burn quickly, Jiang Hao suddenly stood up and shed his clothes. Every muscle seemed to be activated and became as hard as stone.
In the barracks, they all have lights on, but at home, there are no lights on. Qiao Xinwei sat up and looked at the lean body, blushing and getting hot all over.
Jiang Hao was so powerful that she timidly took two steps back until her back hit the head of the bed.
Suddenly, there was a "crash" and something fell on the bed. She turned to look at it and it turned out to be a photo frame. She reached out and helped it up shyly, but the photographer made her eyes freeze.
Jiang Hao has a picture of another woman beside his bed.
"This ….." She was very unhappy to see him hug a woman so intimately. It must be his ex-girlfriend.
Jiang Hao paused for a moment, eager to stop with the photo. He looked at the photo transfixed and his eyes were limited to worry.
Qiao Xinwei is getting worse and worse. The photo Jiang Haoxian is younger than he is now, and there is not much difference. It is a photo. He smiles so sunny, full of vitality and happiness, and the woman in the photo is very familiar. In Jiang Hao’s mind, there is also a picture of this girl.
"Who is she?" Qiao Xinwei asked curiously.
Jiang Hao stretched out his hand and threw the photo down, but his desire disappeared. How can he make out with other women in front of his beloved?
"Ex-girlfriend?" Look at him dying. Joe is very hurt. Everyone has a past. It’s normal for him to have an ex-girlfriend, but please don’t think about his ex-girlfriend after she gets married, okay?
Qiao Xinwei smiled faintly and said easily, "Honey, I don’t mind. It’s all in the past. You didn’t come to accept the photos, did you?"
Jiang Hao is still as motionless as wood. Explain it to her in other ways.
"What’s the matter, husband … let’s take a wedding photo another day. It’s best to see the photo enlarged and hang it on the bedside, okay?"
Jiang Hao shook his head and looked at her with deep eyes and said solemnly, "Just give me a little. Don’t mind her … she has already passed away."
While talking, Joe really saw an iron man who was weak. He told her in a pleading tone that she nodded. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t surpass the dead. That woman Jiang Hao must love her very much.
Jiang Hao gently took her shoulder and kissed her on the forehead. "Thank you for accompanying me for the New Year. Don’t worry, I will do my best to make you happy. Believe me, wife."
"Hmm …" She couldn’t help asking curiously, "Can you tell me how she died?"
Jiang Hao frowned slightly and said with a sigh, "Five years ago, she saved me from being hit by an oncoming truck, but she didn’t die, but she couldn’t get up again. She was a ballet dancer, and her legs were her life. I didn’t value her and let her go. I don’t know where she went, but I didn’t find her all over the capital, and then I found a legacy in her desk."
"She committed suicide."
Jiang Hao didn’t deny that "maybe she didn’t want me to be sad. She didn’t even give me the last time for five years. I often dreamed that she dreamed that she pushed me and was hit by a truck." Recalling the past, he closed his eyes painfully.
Joe leaned against his chest and felt his sadness quietly. She stopped asking questions and was afraid of touching him. "Husband, I don’t mind having her in your heart. I want to thank her for saving you, but don’t be bitter with yourself. I think she must want you to be happy. If you live happily, she will be happy."
"I hope so"
It’s late at night, and there are occasional firecrackers outside. Everyone is here in the New Year and pray for a good start.
The room was quiet, listening to Jiang Hao breathing her regularly. He fell asleep, "husband."
"how"
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"Ah, you didn’t sleep. I, you fell asleep."
Jiang Hao touched her head and hugged her tighter. "Wife, let’s travel together."
"Sure, where to go?"
"It’s good to go anywhere with the two of us."
"Well, let’s go on our honeymoon."
On New Year’s Day early in the morning, Jiang Hao went to Jingjia with Qiao Xinwei. Before going to New Year’s greetings, Qiao Xinwei was very uneasy. Only when she arrived did she find that all her worries were superfluous, and Jiang Da’s chief could easily fix everything.
In the living room, Jiang Hao and Jing Cheng talked and laughed. Jiang Hao wanted him to be able to chat with anyone in the world.