Chapter 2187 - 2190: How Could He Find This Woman Adorable?

Qingqing looked at Wubai and although her tone was one of complaint, her expression seemed trapped in a happy memory from which she couldn’t extricate herself.

Isn’t it just a happy memory!

How great it felt back then, no matter how sloppy she was at home, he still found her adorable.

The two of them bought many couple’s items to decorate their little nest, often doing nothing at all, not even wanting to get out of bed in the morning, just lazing around and watching TV, each playing with their phone.

She loved leaning in his arms browsing Weibo; even when they each played on their phones, they found the time so wonderful.

Back then, he thought her flaws were nothing at all, and felt that when you love someone, you accept everything about them.

No matter what she did, he found her so cute, and every day she would put a little effort into making him happy.

He liked going out to play with Zun Zun, often playing until midnight and leaving her alone at home. When she called to ask where he was, he felt so happy—look, there was a woman who cared about him, how blissful! Sometimes when he got drunk, those rascals would call her to pick him up, though she was so petite, she’d tirelessly come get him.

I remember back then, she had just gotten her driver’s license and was terrified of driving on the road, but she could drive alone in the middle of the night to find him, bring him home, make him hangover tea, undress him, and clean him up. How did he know?

Once, he pretended to be drunk on purpose, making his buddies call her to take him home.

He acted, letting her petite figure support his staggering self, and as soon as they got home, she poured the prepared hangover tea into his mouth.

He was also naughty then, pretending not to drink, making it impossible for her to force it in, watching her get anxious alone.

Then he saw her take a big gulp herself, pressing her lips to his mouth full of alcohol, feeding him mouth to mouth. She didn’t mind at all, feeding him for a long time until the hangover tea was all in, and he took advantage, holding her head and kissing her deeply. Her face was burning hot, red like an apple. Thinking about it now, she looked so cute.

When did things start to change?

Wubai put down the magazine, stood up, walked to the window, and opened the balcony door. Qingqing wisely didn’t disturb him, giving him a moment of solitude.

When did I stop feeling anything? Wubai smoked a cigarette hard, then another, trying to recall.

Wubai couldn’t remember, he just unknowingly grew tired, finding nothing cute anymore!

Even when he got drunk with Zun Zun, he was too lazy to call her, just sleeping at the club or a nearby hotel for the night. In the beginning, it was out of pity for her, feeling guilty as a grown man always calling a girl to pick him up in the middle of the night, but she started to argue with him, asking where he’d been as soon as they met, even secretly checking his phone while he showered. Maybe it started then; he felt she was too suspicious, becoming uncute!

Clearly, he was the one pitying her, not wanting her to suffer at that hour, but she ended up doubting him. Actually, if she just hugged him and coyly asked, he would have been willing to tell her the truth. But she doubted him, argued with him, and when it didn’t work, she would cry hysterically, making him feel like he really had an affair.