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Chapter 113 Qin Huairu is really ruthless(2/3)

Qin Huairu was already standing shyly in front of him, and this woman had just followed him in.

But compared to her stubborn look outside, now she lowered her head and didn't dare to look at anyone, and was about to bury it in the cotton-padded jacket on her chest.

Yi Chuanzong really didn't expect that she would follow her in directly. He didn't dare to do anything like this, but he felt that Qin Huairu should not have any outsiders now, otherwise why would she want to find him?

He knows two people now, and his family is not short of money for food and drink. They can live comfortably in the village, courtyard, factory, and forty-nine cities. He doesn't think Qin Huairu will have any trouble. There are no patients in this person's family, and he only has money.

Work.

Yi Chuanzong bypassed Qin Huairu and returned to the door. He picked up the wooden door and put it back absentmindedly. The atmosphere in this closed environment became quieter.

He arrived in front of Qin Huairu in two steps. Each step was accompanied by a creaking sound, and the weeds were pressed out to create flat footprints.

Standing in front of Qin Huairu, Yi Chuanzong looked at the shy woman in front of him. His eyes were slightly dazed. Before, he only felt that this pretty widow was a bit delicate, but now she seems to have become more beautiful.

After getting closer, I discovered that there was a fragrance of cream on her body today. Was this woman prepared for it?

He was a little surprised by Qin Huairu's current reaction, but after thinking about it for a while, it was expected.

It's his fault.

At first, he made a decision as soon as he entered the hospital and wanted to take good care of her family. But when he heard Jia Zhang's Nianyang'er across from him, he didn't even confront the old witch head-on, so he backed down and was unable to support her later.

Edge up.

Was it because he felt sorry for his brother that he ignored his sister-in-law's feelings and made this woman suspected of being a self-traitor?

When someone encounters difficulties, he makes a thousand decisions in his mind and musters up great courage before he dares to come to him. Doesn’t this mean that he is capable?

Yi Chuanzong gently raised his arm, Guanyin raised his hand, and gently touched Qin Huairu's chin with his middle finger.

Avalokitesvara raises her hand, praying for the Buddha's way and saving all sentient beings.

This is the way to practice.

Yi Chuanzong inherited the Zhenwu Dangmo Emperor, so naturally he would not seek Buddhism, but he could still do it to save all sentient beings.

The meaning of life lies in the endless cycle of reincarnation and endless reincarnation.

It's relatively soft to begin with. Qin Huairu's chin is a bit fleshy. Generally, women with flesh on their chins are more prosperous.

It's just that Jia Dongxu's fate is rather strange. He may be anxious to do big things in his next life, but he will leave early in this life.

Yi Chuanzong didn't want to leave so early.

Fortunately, he is not afraid.

His life is very hard, and under normal circumstances no one can take him away.

The thumb slowly pressed together, and the pad of the finger touched the skin above the chin. The skin soaked with tears was a little supple.

Yi Chuanzong was not in a hurry now. He twisted it gently for a while. The tears had dried up and the originally tender and smooth skin became slightly rough. The hands of an eighth-level fitter could clearly touch out the kind of skin with a little fine salt.

Matte feel.

With a slight exertion on her hands, Qin Huairu raised her head in cooperation, her eyes slightly blurred at this time.

Yi Chuanzong whispered: "Don't you want to hug me? You can hug me now." His strong voice became much softer.

Qin Huairu still had no reaction and just looked at him quietly.

At this time, she felt very regretful. She wondered if if she had bravely hinted, the bride would not be Lou Xiao'e, but become her? After all, Lou Xiao'e is stupid, and she has a relatively high emotional intelligence and is destined to be able to catch

This man's heart.

She wouldn't be helpless in the face of harassment now. Her mother-in-law is cunning and mean, and has become even more vicious recently. She also has to take care of her baby, and her family life is full of endless troubles. She doesn't have to look so humble in front of the people she likes.

Shit, she found out too late.

"I like you." Qin Huairu said leisurely, her eyes seeming to have some memories, "I don't know when it will start..." (Yi Chuanzong was busy and didn't listen carefully. These are not important now.)

After a long silence, she gritted her teeth, her eyes trembled, and she looked directly at Yi Chuanzong, "I'm still clean now."

Yi Chuanzong's pupils tightened, now?

If it were now, he would believe it.

The look in his eyes at this moment was very pure, and he liked it very much.

Yi Chuanzong slowly stretched out his hands to hold Qin Huairu's arm, and gently pulled her into his arms.



On the withered yellow grass, Yi Chuanzong put his left arm around Qin Huairu's waist. Qin Huairu nestled against his side, her head resting on his shoulder.

The two sat quietly, with the grass around them spread out evenly and tightly.

Yi Chuanzong looked at the adobe wall with cracks in silence, thinking that the two of them would talk a lot together.

After all, he always had to solve physical problems in his previous life, and he was able to relax when he often went out to play. When he was happy, he could even talk about it to increase the difficulty of the game.

Unexpectedly, it was just the opposite now, and the words between the two were extremely rare.

Turning his head to look at Qin Huairu's face, he saw that the previous blush had faded and now looked much fairer.

Yi Chuanzong reached out and took it out in his arms. With a thought, twenty yuan appeared in his hand, and he handed it over gently.

Qin Huairu smiled miserably and stared blankly ahead.

Yi Chuanzong said quickly: "Don't think too much, I want you to eat something good during the New Year, make clothes for your children during the New Year, and go out for a bath by the way."

She shook her head slowly, then reached out and grabbed Yi Chuanzong's big hand, pushing it away bit by bit.

Standing up, Qin Huairu walked slowly to the wooden door and said without looking back: "Open the door. I want to go out. I brought the money and the tickets, and I will wash them clean."

Yi Chuanzong was a little stunned, and stared blankly at the banknotes in front of him, which were two ten-yuan bills with big black tens.

There is a man and a woman above, standing side by side with their backs against the white clouds. The man is wearing a felt hat and the woman is wearing a headscarf. The man is pointing to the mountains and rivers in the distance, and the woman is holding a large sheaf of wheat ears. The man and woman are dependent on each other.

It's ten yuan, right, or two, twenty yuan, a month's salary for an ordinary person.

He didn't habitually trade because of the awareness of paying, but he just felt that Qin Huairu should lack this thing now. After all, she was his woman at the moment, and he didn't want money to become his woman's embarrassment.

There are not so many high technologies now, and protecting the home and country relies on living people. As a man, he can still protect this woman from wind and rain. This woman only needs to take care of her daily life, just like

The picture printed on the banknote is the same.

As a result, I didn’t want it.

Does he really want to give it, but he really doesn’t want it?

What does this woman want?

Just to have a date with him? This is not possible.

Yi Chuanzong put the money away with a thought. Looking at the little woman standing in front of the khaki door, he slowly stood up and walked over, holding her in his arms again.

Qin Huairu just stood quietly, not pandering or resisting.

"Don't you have anything else to do when you come to see me today?"

"Open the door, little Sophora japonica must be hungry."

Qin Huairu's voice was extremely calm, as if nothing had happened just now.

Yi Chuanzong raised his eyebrows. With this look, was he prepared to draw a clear line with him?

She changes her face as soon as she puts on clothes. Is this woman so heartless?

If Qin Huairu was like this, he would be even more interested!

"Listening to what you said, I'm a little hungry too."



It's still on the withered yellow grass.

However, Yi Chuanzong was the only one sitting here at this time. Qin Huairu had already left, and he had been sitting here for a long time.

He lost today.

He sat here for so long, thinking about a problem.

Then I realized that it was not easy for Qin Huairu to nod his head now.

This woman came to bet with him today.

If they lose, the two of them will remain the same, each going his own way, and there will be no need for any intersection.

Faced with the coercion of others, this woman acted impulsively and finally fulfilled her wish. She will live her life as she pleases in the future. She may be a little dirty and tired, but she has no regrets. People always have to bow their heads to life.

The result is obvious, this woman won the bet.

The starting point for today's matter is some external reasons, but the feelings are also real, and I am willing to give them away for free.

Qin Huairu wanted to be accepted, taken care of, and protected in her heart, which was a bit snobbish. But this woman didn't talk to him about money, she only talked to him about feelings, and it was pure, so he couldn't resist it.

The feeling of a woman entrusting her destiny to him... He is such a kind person, how can he choose?

Yi Chuanzong crossed his fingers behind his head, and then slowly laid his pillow on the withered grass. He was doing the same thing just now, and his legs were a little bit cold. Fortunately, he had thick skin.

"Human, your stomach must be full, and your brain must be full. It is easy to have a full stomach, but it is difficult to have a full brain. Why didn't I think about reading more books in my previous life? Otherwise, I would be a lot happier. If only

What do you want to do when your brain is full? Do you want to die?"
To be continued...
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