The Rich Ex-Husband Cries and Begs to Remarry

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Qin Yu's eyes are very beautiful, the tails of the eyes are slightly raised, the eyelashes are long, straight and dark, the color of the pupils looks thick and gloomy, and the whole person looks a little fragile.

The rose was left on the set by Ruan Tian, ​​and it might be cleaned up by the cleaners soon.

Qin Yu felt that she had asked nonsense. She was empty in her hand and didn't take anything. According to her temperament, she should have thrown away that rose long ago.

He laughed self-deprecatingly, his speech was always so sharp, "Where did you throw it?"

Ruan Tian said: "I didn't throw it."

Qin Yu raised his eyebrows, "Where are the flowers?"

Ruan Tian said frankly, "I don't care."

Qin Yu snorted coldly from her throat, irritating Ruan Tian with a frivolous attitude, but angered her, she raised her neck and asked, "Is your flower something amazing? You want me to be a treasure." It is the same?"

Qin Yu seemed to be really sick. Originally, he was discharged from the hospital today. The doctor disagreed, but no one could control him.

His disease is commonly known as the disease of wealth, and he needs to be carefully and quietly to get better.

Qin Yu's immunity is low, and after waiting for her in the corridor tonight for a while, the low-grade fever has already begun.

Seeing that his face was wrong, Ruan Tian took two steps forward. Before getting close to him, he threw on her, his body heavy.

Ruan Tian patted his face, "Qin Yu, are you okay?"

Fortunately, Qin Yu didn't faint, raised his eyelashes, his breath was unstable, and he said, "Something is going on."

Ruan Tian struggled to prop up his tall body, unscrewed the door with one hand, and finally dragged him to the sofa. He was groggy, frowning, and his expression was not very good.

Ruan Tian can see Qin Yu falling ill for a few days. Since high school, she has mostly heard news such as "Qin Yu has asked for leave again" and "Qin Yu has gone to hospital again".

The image of his sickness was only in Ruan Tian's mind. When I saw him, he was not arrogant and cold. Sometimes, although his face was pale, he never fell down.

Tian Ruan touched his forehead, "You seem to have a fever."

Qin Yu hummed faintly. He grabbed her thumb, and then hugged her from behind, chin rested lazily against her shoulders.

The back of her neck exudes a clear, light fragrance, Qin Yu couldn't help but rubbed her neck, as if confused, and said vaguely: "Do you really like roses?"

Ruan Tian looked helpless and helpless.

Qin Yu closed his eyes and slowly said, "I've seen it clearly. You secretly bought roses for yourself."

It was probably Valentine's Day years ago.

Qin Yu guarded outside the convenience store where she worked for several hours, hiding in the dark, squatting on the steps, enduring the beating of the cold wind.

He followed Ruan Tian and watched her enter a flower shop that was about to make samples and bought a bunch of roses.

Ruan Tian almost forgot about this.

She froze for a moment, "How do you know everything!!!?"

Qin Yu changed to a more comfortable posture, leaning close to her ears, and snorted in satisfaction.