My Husband, Warm The Bed

Jane went downstairs.

It's the 15th day of the lunar calendar. The bright moon is in the sky, shining all over the world. It seems to be shrouded in a layer of white yarn, especially light and transparent.

Qin Yue stood in the moonlight, with one hand in his pocket and his back straight. His eyes fell in the distance, not the first time to see Jane downstairs - so Jane had a moment to enjoy quietly.

In recent years, many famous models of beauty have been seen However, no one can stand up to the temperament of Qin and Yue, proud and reserved, elegant and upright.

Although I don't want to, I still want to admit that this man is the most perfect one she has ever seen since she lived.

If you think so, you will be a little jealous of his dead wife.

Jane was in a daze, but Qin Yue looked back and saw her.

The man in the moonlight, in an instant, smiled, just like ice melting snow, warm the earth in spring.

He said softly, "here you are."

The heart beat of Jane suddenly missed a beat, and there was a roar in her brain. The crimson which had not been easy to fade before climbed on her cheek again.

Jane blinked in a hurry, turned her head, and asked for a darker night, so that Qin Yue could not see her expression.

But ah, tonight's moonlight is so intoxicating, bright as if it can't hide the secret.

With a smile in his eyes, Qin Yue comes to Jianran.

The moon was so beautiful that he could see the lashes, the blushing cheeks, and the Soft Shimmer in her eyes. Such shimmer belonged to the shy Jane, just like that year.

A blink of an eye, it seems that it's back to that year.

She and him, meet in the vast sea of people, know each other, love each other, snuggle up with each other, make a promise for a lifetime.

Qin Yue couldn't help but hold Jianran's hand.

So soft, so Icy cold. I wish I could hold it all my life.

Hand - suddenly held by Qin Yue, she looks back suddenly and subconsciously pulls it out, but the other side seems to insist.

Jane was a little annoyed and stared at Qin Yue. As it happens, the other side is also looking at her with soft and firm eyes.

Such a look is too deceptive to let people indulge in it and never break away.

Suddenly, Jane couldn't tell whether the man was looking at his dead wife or Own.

It's too much, isn't it? Why did he tell her about his dead wife? Now, her heart beat like a drum, how eager to hold the man's warm hand, never let go.

But He likes that Jane, doesn't he? Not myself.

But now, his hand, in his big palm, warm, warm into her cold heart, Jane can't help but look down.

I've never been led by a person like this. This feeling is strange, but I don't know how familiar it is. It seems that he once led her like this.

Maybe that's how he used to lead his wife.

Jane didn't want to think about it any more. Even if Qin Yue regarded her as a substitute for her dead wife, she recognized it.

Anyway, the people here are themselves, and the people who are held by them are themselves. Even at dawn, everything will return to its original place.

Just let yourself drown in his eyes.

Qin Yue leads her, but he leads her. Neither of them speaks.

She didn't ask him where he would take her, just follow him.

How nice, the night is thick, and there is silence around. It seems that there are only two of them walking between heaven and earth, only the wind and the moon.

Out of the community, Qin Yue stopped and looked down at her: "is there any place you want to go?"

Jane shook her head: "I'm not familiar with Jiangbei."

"Then listen to me." He took her to his car, a multi million dollar Bentley eye.

He opened the door of the passenger seat to let her get on the bus. She simply got on the bus and sat down. She reached for her seat belt, but Qin Yue held her hand.

"I will," he said

He stooped and pulled out the seat belt to help her buckle up. When he got up, his face and her pink lips were lightly rubbed.

It's like touching the electricity, but Jane only feels her lips are hot, and her heart beats fast as if she wants to jump out of her voice.

But the other side still looks the same.

Qin Yue looked at her and smiled. Then he leaned forward and approached her. It seemed that he wanted to kiss her, but he stopped there.

The faint smell of tobacco on his body melted into her breath, and the tip of his nose touched the tip of his nose, which was itchy.

Jane looked at the tense self in his eyes, and felt that she could hardly breathe.

But Qin Yue didn't go any further. Their distance finally stopped at a close distance.

Jian ran seems to see the hesitation in Qin Yue's eyes. Sure enough, the light of hesitation just crossed, Qin Yue retreated.

Somehow, the loss of my heart came like a wave.

Maybe he suddenly saw that she was not his dead wife.

Lips are still hot, but Jane's heart is cold.

She would not know that Qin Yue hesitated, but was afraid of her resistance. He never thought about her, even if he endured hard, he didn't want to go against her will.

Qin Yue sat down in the driver's seat, reached for her hand and pinched it in the palm: "go to a place with me."

Simply nod.

Although the loss is still at the top of her heart, she doesn't want to let it go tonight.

Qin Yue said, "then lie down and sleep for a while. When you arrive, I'll call you."

"There are still two or three hours to go before dawn. Don't go too far. You have to go to work in the morning," she said

Qin Yue didn't answer. He took out his mobile phone and turned it off. He left it in the back seat of the car: "would you like to accompany me for a day without work?"

Since taking Shengtian, he has never given himself a formal day off. Today, he will let him have a willful time and a simple one for him.

Jane looked at him, in his eyes, she could see full of tenderness, in addition to tenderness or tenderness.

The president of Shengtian is willing to accompany her to make such a fool of herself. Why can't she be a little designer.

Jianran also took out her mobile phone and shut it down, and then, learning from him, threw it into the back seat of the car: "Mr. Qin, I lost my mobile phone. Let's drive away."

In the past two or three years, she has lived according to her father's wishes and rules. After such a long time, let her be willful and arrogant once.

Qinyue starts the car, turns around, and soon enters the city's main road.

Jane went to bed late at night and began to have nightmares soon after she fell asleep. She hardly had a rest in one night and the car didn't go long before she fell asleep.

Strange to say, she used to have nightmares whenever she fell asleep, but this time she fell asleep very heavily.

Nearly two hours' drive, Qinyue arrived at Shengtian Bihai villa, the most famous resort in the north of the river.

This place has a lot of good memories for both of them.