Moonlight Kissed The Red Rose

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Zhou Weichuan wanted to touch the phone. He hadn't walked over yet, and the bathroom door opened.

Qi Yuanhan quickly changed her pants and came out of the bathroom. She frowned and looked at Zhou Weichuan displeasedly, and looked at him, "You? What are you doing in here?"

"I'm you? Husband, what are you afraid of?" Zhou Weichuan snorted twice, feeling that he was different from the two standing outside.

However, he was persuaded by Qi Yuanhan's expression.

Qi Yuanhan's eyes were faint, and he was clearly saying "We are divorced", which made him feel quite uncomfortable. Zhou Weichuan said: "In the eyes of others, we are husband and wife. After remarrying, it will be the same."

"Well, remarry you? Get your shares ready." Qi Yuanhan said lightly and took the phone back.

Invisibly put a lot of pressure on Zhou Weichuan, how can the shares be given casually? Unless he steals.

Did Zhou Weichuan dare to say that when Qi Yuanhan went out, he stood with two outsiders, they were talking and laughing, and he was completely reduced to a background board.

It's still a neglected background board.

Zhou Weichuan went downstairs with fishing gear, and his heart became more uncomfortable.

Especially for people like him with strong desire for control.

Now this season, the back mountain is deserted, and only the big sheds with planting are still green.

Jujube trees and hawthorn trees are planted together, and the branches are entangled. They are usually grown savagely without any care. At a glance, they are green and red, glowing like gems.

Qi Yuanhan walked along the mountain road and reached out to pick a few. She handed them to Ye Qinghe, and asked Ye Qinghe who hadn't spoken, "What's wrong with you?"

Ye Qinghe was unhappy ever since she came here. She pinched the big jujube, wiped it and stuffed it into her mouth, and said, "It's okay."

How could it be okay? If Zhou Weichuan lived next door to Qi Yuanhan, Qi Yuanhan would not be able to sleep well for several days and nights. Qi Yuanhan can understand her feelings.

The corners of Ye Qinghe's lips moved, and she smiled reluctantly. She picked two red hawthorns and carried them on her back. Soon, she squeezed the hawthorn in her hand.

Someone in the garden was picking hawthorns. Among them was the uncle who sold her for 100 yuan in the morning. The uncle couldn't hang on her face when he saw her.

Qi Yuanhan doesn't like other people cheating on her, but that's the way it is for trading, and you have to take many risks.

A tree hasn’t been picked yet, Qi Yuanhan’s hands were full of hawthorns, and Ye Qinghe opened his pocket and said, “Stuck in here.”

Ye Qinghe wore a water ripple smoky-grey coat today, with very deep pockets. Qi Yuanhan put the jujube in his hand, and saw a few more bigger than the jujube, and the appearance looked like a pear. She picked it off. Said: "This? It must be delicious."

Ye Qinghe nodded, she pulled another pocket, and signaled Qi Yuanhan to put it in. When Qi Yuanhan's hand was put in, Ye Qinghe's fingers also drilled into it. She hooked Qi Yuanhan's finger, Qi Yuanhan temporarily forgot to take it back, leaving her fingers interlocking.

What kind of grip is this.

Qi Yuanhan grabbed her hand and turned around, and found Zhou Weichuan standing by the lake looking towards them. Her heart beat faster and quickly pulled her hand out.