MTL - Is the Wife Married?-Chapter 3

Wen Ning was stunned by the question.

The two were very close, rolling with each other | The hot breath was close at hand, Gu Chixi's fingers slipped from behind her ears, pinched her earlobe, caressed gently, and the other hand couldn't help wrapping her thin body waist.

"What you said when you were young, have you forgotten?"

Her most sensitive area is her ears. She used to play and tickle, and she refused to give in in every possible way, but as long as she blew a breath into her ears, she immediately surrendered.

Wen Ning shivered, and she passively hugged Gu Chixi's arms. She couldn't help but think of the scene where the two met for the first time...

In the summer of the age of seven, a new neighbor moved in next door.

The community is called Tianhe Bay. It was built in the early 1990s, and it is full of single-family buildings. Wen Ning has lived here since she was born. At that time, there were few households, and several houses around were empty. When someone moved in, it was very eye-catching.

Trucks came in and out, workers were busy and lively, and news of the new residents moving in quickly spread in the community.

Those who were able to live in Tianhe Bay back then had a bit of a family background. The residents knew each other and had frequent contacts, forming a circle of network resources.

On the first weekend when the new neighbors moved in, the owners co-hosted a tea party, drinking tea and chatting on the bright side, but it was actually a social purpose. The adults talked about the adults, while the children ate snacks.

Wen Ning wore a new skirt that day, a very lively light orange, with a gorgeous and fluffy hem, like a little princess.

None of the children present were close to Wen Ning's age. They were either one or two years old, or fifteen or sixteen years old. Naturally, they couldn't play together. Wen Ning didn't like to pester people, so she sat quietly at the table to eat.

At that time, she didn't know that she would have a cheeky day in the future.

The new neighbors were a mother and daughter, who came relatively late. The mother was young and beautiful, slender in stature and noble in temperament. Next to her was a girl, tall and thin, wearing a pure white dress.

"This is my daughter Xixi, who will be ten years old in half a month." The young mother said with a smile.

The ten-year-old Gu Chixi is already a beauty, with delicate and delicate facial features, very white skin, and a calm look in her eyes that does not match her age, but she looks cold and not easy to get along with.

Everyone praised the mother and daughter for their good looks.

Children also look at faces, and Wen Ning was immediately amazed by that face, and with the chewed biscuits still in her mouth, she foolishly shouted: "Sister, you are so beautiful, I want to marry you! "

Everyone was stunned, and then burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha-"

When I was young, I didn't understand the true meaning of marriage.

Gu Chixi glanced at her lightly, but didn't say a word, while the adults joked a few words and talked about other things.

Tong Yan Wuji, no one cares.

Later, even Wen Ning himself didn't remember much, and he needed special memories to remember.

…

"I didn't forget," Wen Ning slowed down, trying to break free from Gu Chixi's arms, "but I said, people change."

What she said when she was a child didn't count, but when she grew up, she really understood what emotion was, and when she expressed her feelings to Gu Chixi, this person left without a word and didn't take it seriously at all.

It's just baffling now, both amusing and irritating.

Gu Chixi folded her arms and held her against her, her warm lips gently touched behind her ear, holding the earlobe. Wen Ning's feet were soft again, she raised her chin impatiently, and grabbed Gu Chixi's shoulders with both hands, breathing a little too fast.

"You let me go..."

"do not move."

In the past, Wen Ning liked to pinch her earlobes. She had to pinch her earlobes every night to fall asleep. After a long time, the earlobes became softer and more elastic.

Gu Chixi closed her eyes, and a soft kiss fell on the side of Wen Ning's face, her breath wandered along her skinny jawline, stopped at the corner of her lips, and tried to stick to it.

Ever since I had a night of indulgence, my desires and thoughts opened up, and it was hard to control myself.

Just when her lips were about to touch, Wen Ning turned her face away and wanted to step back. Gu Chixi put a hand on the back of her head, and a low, hoarse voice overflowed from her throat: "What about the momentum this morning?"

"…"

Wen Ning lowered her eyes and didn't look at her.

In the morning, they were only in a one-night relationship, regardless of any actions, and they could turn their faces and deny it, but from the afternoon, there will be innumerable connections between them, but they can't be so magnanimous.

A casual joke pierced into her heart like a knife, and she was suddenly filled with dense sorrow and pain, and her chest was aching.

"Nothing can compare to Mr. Gu, you have the momentum."

She twitched the corners of her mouth, pushed Gu Chixi away, went back to the sofa and sat down, took the cup of blueberry fruit tea and drank it.

Gu Chixi stood by the window, her head was slightly lowered, she didn't know what to think, the black silk shirt wrapped her like a black mist, serious, airtight, with a seductive sense of abstinence.

After a long while, she raised her eyes: "The salary will be paid as soon as possible, at the latest by the end of this month."

Wen Ning just hummed and didn't look at her.

The high-heeled shoes stepped on the carpet silently, and the light in front of him was blocked. In a flash, Gu Chixi sat beside Wen Ning and said, "Give me the phone."

"doing what?"

"Save the number."

"What if I don't want to save?"

Wen Ning raised her eyebrows with a look of indifference. She knew that even if she didn't give her the number, this person could find it, and there was no need to ask if there was only one sentence left.

Gu Chixi was silent, her feather-like eyelashes drooped down, and her fingertips slowly rubbed the cross ring.

"I'll go first if I have nothing to do." Wen Ning suddenly didn't want to stay any longer, so she got up and left without looking back.

There was a slightly lonely silence in the room.

As the sun went down, the shadow of the grand piano by the window fell on the soft carpet, the black paint was shimmering, and the room was very bright, with a little tranquil and peaceful atmosphere.

Gu Chixi sat quietly for a while, took a sip of the untouched cup of boiled water by Wen Ning, got up, opened the door, glanced at the empty corridor outside, and said to Tan Jia, "Let the dispatch operation department take Wen Ning over for two days. The year’s shift record will be sent.”

Tan Jia: "Okay."

The efficiency of the people below is extremely high. After a while, Gu Chixi got Wen Ning's schedule record. She looked it over carefully and found that Wen Ning was flying almost every month against the 90-hour limit, and she had overnight flights. Mostly.

The night shift is subsidized, and there is an overnight fee when stationed abroad. On the whole, it makes more money than the day shift.

The A320 fleet has Wen Ning in the top three fuel economy awards every month.

Can get bonuses.

Gu Chixi frowned, her expression became solemn, she thought of the text message from the bank, and suddenly understood something.

Debt repayment is a matter of burning eyebrows, obviously Wen Ning is very short of money now.

She looked at Tan Jia, who was waiting beside her, and pondered: "Wen Ning's salary details for March and April, phone number, and—" The voice paused, "card number."

The city is brightly lit at night, and the streets are lively. The moonlight is bright tonight, and sparse clouds can be vaguely seen.

A white Buick slowly parked on the side of the road. Wen Ning sat in the driver's seat, looked at her mobile phone, and was about to dial when the rear door was pulled open, and a woman who was crying and talking on the phone got into the car.

"Receive a passenger with a tail number of 0375..." The electronic voice broadcast was clear.

Wen Ning glanced through the rearview mirror: "North Station?"

The woman hummed vaguely, and continued to cry and yell at the phone: "xxx you unconscionable, wait for me, I'm going to the high-speed rail station now, see you in the early morning, ah."

Wen Ning frowned slightly, a little disgusted by the noise, but she was a passenger after all. She didn't say anything, and drove the car onto the main road towards the high-speed rail station.

Usually when there is no flight mission, she will come out in a sports car to earn some extra money.

I am a driver in the sky, and I am also a driver on the ground. I have time to pick up a list of people to design drawings. The monthly income from the main business and side business is 80,000 to 90,000.

However, most of the money was taken by her to pay off the debt.

Although it is hard work, but every day is very fulfilling, and I have no energy to think about things other than making money, which can save a lot of troubles.

Today, she got a promise about salary, and she finally let go of her anxious heart.

As for that person...

Wen Ning closed her eyes, exhaled, and didn't think about it.

The moon is getting higher and higher, the night is getting deeper, and there are few pedestrians and vehicles on the road. Wen Ning finished the last order and returned to Tianhe Bay.

There are old-fashioned red brick buildings in the community, with a strong style of the 1980s and 1990s. There is a tall and lush poplar tree outside the yard. , with lime powder piled up on the ground.

The people who lived here in those days either immigrated abroad or sold their houses in desperation, and the nearby neighbors had already changed a lot.

Wen Ning parked the car in the yard, entered the house, cooked some quick-frozen dumplings to eat, and went upstairs to take a bath.

The room seemed to have been cleaned, the bedding was neatly folded, and there was still a familiar scent in the air.

She sat on the bed in a loose, thin nightgown, straightened her slender and white calves, raised her chin, and her long curly hair fell to her waist, showing a bit of enchanting charm under the soft warm light.

There is a flight mission tomorrow afternoon, and she has to prepare for the Internet in advance. She just turned on the computer when the phone next to her suddenly rang, the screen lit up, and a WeChat message popped up.

A user with the nickname "Xi" requested to be added.

The avatar is wisteria.

Wen Ning guessed who it was at once, her fingertips were hanging on the screen, and she didn't click. Then the news was sent twice as if he was not giving up, with a note to Gu Chixi.

She simply ignored it and threw her phone aside.

Do not add.

…

The next day, Wen Ning went out early and ran a few orders in the morning.

For convenience, she directly wore the flight uniform, but because the company stipulated that it was not allowed to wear uniforms to show off outside, she could only take off the epaulettes and aviation emblems, so that outsiders could not see it.

I was very lucky today. I got an order to go to the airport when I went out. Wen Ning turned around after running to the airport, and took another order to go to the funeral home.

The funeral home is in the north of the city, and the airport area is in the south of the city. It will take at least an hour without traffic jams.

The early morning sun dissipated the mist, the air was slightly moist, and the warm wind poured into the car from the window and ruffled the broken hair on her forehead.

Wen Ning drove the car to the door of a nearby five-star hotel according to the positioning. Looking over, a woman in a black suit was standing on the side of the road, a little familiar.

As the car approached, she saw the man clearly, and her mind buzzed.

She stepped on the brakes lightly, as if asking for proof, and quickly dialed the passenger's number.

A few seconds later, Wen Ning saw through the windshield that the man had picked up the phone, but only glanced at it, didn't pick it up, and walked straight here.

"…"

"President Gu—"

Wen Ning took the initiative to lower the car window, stuck her head out, and raised her eyebrows lightly: "Go to the crematorium?"

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What to do in a crematorium? Of course I'm chasing my wife~【funny.jpg】

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