Love ignites a prairie fire, the domineering president tames his wife

025. Chopin couldn't hold back his greed for a while, but he was worried about Qin Yu. Seeing a cut in her sleeve, he frowned. "You are hurt?"

It took her a while to recover from the fright, thank God she escaped, a little flesh injury is nothing at all, she shook her head, "It's okay, it's just a scrape, just apply some medicine and it will be fine!"

At this moment, my heart was full of indescribable gratitude, and I kept thanking, my white mouth seemed to be shaking violently. "Thank you... thank you... thank you..."

"It's good that you're fine!" Chopin patted her on the shoulder.

This action suddenly made her feel wronged.The panic ebbed, and I began to feel uncomfortable for the terrible experience just now. Any girl would be afraid after going through such a catastrophe.She was really scared to death. If he hadn't appeared suddenly, she couldn't imagine the consequences.

Although he is not someone she is familiar with, there is a reassuring power in him, which is transmitted to her from his breath, his body temperature and his skin.Such a strong sense of security, on the contrary, will make a woman feel like she has been greatly wronged.

Just when Qin Yu's grievances continued to ferment and her throat felt a little sore, a round object fell out of her pocket.

The two lowered their heads at the same time, and Qin Yu's emotions that hadn't finished brewing came to an abrupt end, her face flushed "shua--", and she hurriedly reached out to pick it up.

But Chopin has long hands, and his movements are faster than hers. He picked it up first, shaking the still hot roasted sweet potato in his palm, and teased her with great interest. "You don't eat dinner, so...is this a midnight snack?"

All grievances disappeared for a while, and Qin Yu's expression turned into embarrassment, her cheeks flushed, and she hesitated to explain. "I... I was passing by just now, and I couldn't hold back my greed for a while, so..."

How embarrassing!Will he look down on her?

On the contrary, Chopin felt that she was really cute like this, and he seemed to have not been so amused for a long time.Women are complex animals, and this "little fairy" in front of him is even more so.

At the age of 21, she should be naive and ignorant of the world, but she likes to disguise herself with a mature appearance.But the innocence of this age cannot be hidden, and it will still be "exposed" through some things, such as a roasted sweet potato.

He handed the sweet potato back to her, and at the same time took off the black windbreaker to cover her body, his eyes and tone were not so cold. "Eat, no one will laugh at you!" It was still hard, but not so serious and indifferent.

Qin Yu nodded embarrassingly. "Thanks!"

Chopin insisted on sending her back. She was afraid of encountering bad guys again, so she didn't refuse. She peeled the sweet potato and found the yellow stuffing, which was delicious.She generously gave him more than half, and when she ate sweet potatoes, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.That made Chopin feel that happiness is a very simple thing.

Life was not easy, even for him.The height is not very cold, but the pressure he has to bear is even greater, and he often forgets what happiness is.

But with Qin Yu, after getting to know her gradually, the innocent and lovely side she occasionally reveals when she is unguarded makes him feel relaxed and happy, and he cherishes this feeling.

With a background like his, all he has experienced since childhood are battles between families and companies, which are bloody and impersonal.That's why he chose to join the army. After all, life in the army is more open.It's just that he can't escape, after all, he can't escape, he can't let go of this burden.

After eating the hot sweet potatoes, her body gradually warmed up. Qin Yu rubbed her hands, and couldn't help but marvel at the magic of this moment.

She would actually eat sweet potatoes with Chopin, the god-like man at the top of the pyramid, in the desolate Hengcheng, which felt too unrealistic.

But he is just so "weird" and doesn't play cards according to common sense, such as playing chess with her until dawn when the dead of night is suitable for some kind of "sports" on the bed.

What kind of man is he, Chopin?