946 You're my wife, if I don't care about you, who should I care about?

After getting into the car, Nian lie was also thinking about how to start the conversation.

Ning Qing looked straight ahead, as if he didn't exist.

On the way, something suddenly appeared in front of the car, and the brakes were slammed.

Ning Qing lost control and fell forward.

An arm stretched out and blocked her.

Ning Qing also stabilized her body and pressed one hand on the back of the front seat. what's wrong?

The driver was very sorry. I'm sorry. A puppy suddenly appeared in front and I didn't notice it.

Ning Qing pursed her lips. it's alright. It's raining. Be careful.

Yes.

She leaned back quietly and steadied herself, pretending that the hand that was protecting her didn't exist.

Nian lie endured the spasms in his arm and slowly retracted it.

During the process, ning Qing got out of the car once, and when she returned, she was holding a bouquet of daisies in her hand.

Nian lie knew who she was giving it to, and his eyes darkened.

When they arrived at the cemetery, Nian lie got out of the car first and walked to ning Qing's car door with an umbrella.

Ning Qing did not get out of the car immediately when she saw him.

He knew this time that she was avoiding him.

The man's expression seemed to be even colder than the weather.

Ning Qing thought about the child and didn't want to argue with him, so she got out of the car.

You don't have to worry about me, she said to him.

Nian lie's fire rose, but he endured it.

you're my wife. I don't care about you, I don't care about you.

Ning Qing did not want to argue with him, so she turned around and lowered her head. After exchanging a few words with the driver, she walked away with the bouquet.

Nian lie followed suit and placed the umbrella over her head.

The cemetery was very quiet. It was located halfway up the mountain and could not be driven up by car. One had to walk up by themselves.

The rain stopped and the cold wind blew, blowing the rain and blowing people's hearts.

The man was very close, so close that his clear breath kept entering her nose.

Ning Qing's eyes ached at the thought of the past two days.

She held back and held the bouquet tightly in one hand. you don't have to hold an umbrella for me, she said to him. the rain isn't heavy.

She did not want him to get close to her.

That would make her sad.

Nian lie's face did not move at all, and he looked very indifferent.

She walked to the side, trying to stay away from him.

Nian lie suddenly grabbed her arm and exerted a little force.

Ning Qing turned around. Her eyes were like the weather, a little moist.

Perhaps it was because of the cemetery's environment, but the air above and around them was filled with the sadness and coldness of death.

She bit her lip. let go of Yingluo.

Nian lie squeezed her arm tightly. are you really going to throw a tantrum with me here?

Ning Qing looked up at him, her eyes slightly red.

So, in his eyes, she was the one being unreasonable and throwing a tantrum!

Her heart sank to the bottom of the water, and she was so suffocated that she could not breathe smoothly.

Looking at the woman's pale face, Nian Ying pursed his thin lips. America is a very humid place. You've just recovered. You can't get wet or catch a cold.

What if something happens? how am I going to explain this to my parents when I go back?

Ning Qing looked at this face, bitterness overflowing from the corners of her mouth.

Forget it.

She was here to see the child, why was she fighting with him?

For the sake of the child, don't reject me, Nian lie continued, seeing that she had taken a step back.

She didn't say anything, but she didn't walk away.

The two of them walked side by side. After a few steps, his hand holding the umbrella went around her back and held it above her shoulder.

Not a single drop of rain could enter her world.

However, Yingluo

Being half-hugged by him, ning Qing looked at his other shoulder and silently lowered her head.