Ye Jiaqi walked over, pressed his cigarette hand, stood on tiptoes, found his lips, and kissed him hard.

Her lips didn't have much warmth, they were cold.

Josnian's lips were not very warm either. The moment they kissed, coldness collided with coldness.

Her hands hugged his waist tightly and refused to let go, and her nose was filled with the sweet scent of his freshly bathed body.

Her kissing skills were still awkward, even a little awkward and uneasy.

Just when she wanted to kiss him more deeply, Josnian held her waist, pushed her away, and frowned: "I don't want it today."

In a panic, Ye Jiaqi raised a pair of water-cut autumn eyes, as helpless as a deer: "I just want to... want to kiss you."

He would also kiss her when she was in a bad mood.

As soon as he kisses her, all the unpleasant things in her heart will disappear.

Josnian glanced at her and frowned deeply. He looked at her for several minutes before he lowered his head, continued to open the drawer, and found a box of cigarettes.

Ye Jiaqi held his hand and looked at him: "Can you stop smoking? It's getting late, would you like to sleep..."

"Don't worry about me." Josnian took his hand out of hers and strode out of the bedroom.

He's gone.

Ye Jiaqi was left standing alone.

She didn't have the courage to chase her out again. Maybe he didn't want to smoke, but he just didn't want to see her, at least not tonight.

Ye Jiaqi lowered his head and looked at the position of his toes, his eyes filled with mist.

His scent still lingers in the bedroom.

After he left, Ye Jiaqi also went out obediently.

Instead of going back to their bedroom, she chose a guest room.

Her previous house has been converted into Qiao Chengfan's small room, and the bed has been replaced with a child's bed. She can no longer sleep there and can only sleep in the guest room.

All the guest rooms in Qiao Zhai are similarly decorated, with simple design and simple decoration, almost all with black and white lines.

Ye Jiaqi closed the curtains, locked the darkness outside the window, and got into bed alone.

It's very cold under the quilt.

It wasn't that she was cold, but that she was probably used to Josnian's body temperature and embrace.

Ye Jiaqi reached out, turned off the wall lamp beside the bed, and covered himself with a quilt.

Indoors, plunged into darkness.

No light could be seen, so she curled up into a ball and leaned against the pillow quietly.

It was already very late, almost eleven o'clock, and everything was quiet outside Qiao's house. Only the moonlight shone on the window like white frost, reflecting the transparent window glass.

There seemed to be Josnian's taste still lingering on her lips, and it was becoming clearer at this moment.

After following him for so many years, she knew that he was in a bad mood before and after Qingming Festival, and this year was no exception.

Ye Jiaqi pressed his head on the bed and tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

She was cold all over, it was already spring, but it felt like she was in the middle of winter.

The night was cold and cold, and the sound of howling wind could be heard past my ears.

She knew he must be smoking on the balcony, but she didn't dare to persuade him because she was afraid they would quarrel.

She didn't expect to grow old with him, she just loved him cautiously, hoping that the happy time would last longer.

So during this period, she would listen to whatever he said. She would have a little temper in the past, but now, she is very obedient.

For example, she would not go out without his permission.

He had to wear a condom when doing it, and she wouldn't object.

The moonlight shone in through the curtains. In the hazy light, Ye Jiaqi closed his eyes and tossed and turned.
Chapter completed!