President's husband

Li Mingyi's eyes darkened, of course he would not really believe her words.

However, he didn't expose her, instead he gave her a wicked smile: "Don't worry about her, she's fine now, and I'm the one who's bad."

With that said, Li Mingyi walked up to Su Zhiwei's side, and hugged her heavily in front of him.

Su Zhiwei's face turned red, and she touched his chest with her long fingers: "You are so annoying!"

Even though she said she hated it, she obediently closed the door of Qin Niange's room, embraced by Li Mingyi, and went back to his room.

Qin Niange watched their figures disappear behind the door, and his eyes gradually fell on the wooden door leading to the cloakroom.

She knew that in the future, they would fight to the death behind that door.

But her existence is like a joke...

Qin Niange slowly pulled his hand out of the quilt, his whole body was almost overwhelmed by the shame and resentment in his heart.

Is she really as shameless as he said?

Why did her heart ache so badly when she saw Li Mingyi hugged Su Zhiwei and left?

The rain outside the window is getting heavier and heavier. Even through the window, you can hear the crackling of the raindrops on the rain shield.

Because it was night, the sky didn't matter if it was cloudy or not, but such darkness still brought an unprecedented oppression to people.

Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed in the distant sky, Qin Niange subconsciously huddled under the quilt and shivered, and the thunder rumbled through the sky in the next instant.

"Ah—" she let out a low voice, covering her ears with her hands. What she feared the most was this kind of weather.

Although Li Mingyi has always hated her, but every thunderstorm, he would still sneak into her room—although, even though most of the purposes of his coming were for that kind of thing, Qin Niange still couldn't control his feelings for his figure in his heart. eager.

Because such a three-dimensional sound was really terrifying, her fear seemed to be revealed little by little from the pores of her whole body, and she couldn't control it at all.

Qin Niange hid under the blanket, not even daring to show her eyes. At this moment, she shamefully missed Li Mingyi's hug again.

Obviously, she was bullied like that just before going to bed.

However, in such a terrifying thunder, it seemed that only his embrace could bring her comfort.

But...he won't come today, right? Sister Weiwei is in his room right now, maybe...she is hiding in his arms intimately because of the thunder.

Thinking of that scene, Qin Niange's heart ached again, and he even made a bigger shrinking movement, tightly hugging the quilt in his arms, not daring to let go.

Rumble--

There was another loud noise, and Qin Niange trembled all over, almost crying.

If there was a mirror, she would definitely be able to see that her face was pale.But now she doesn't have the courage to look in the mirror at all.

Suddenly, Qin Niange, who was shivering, suddenly felt lighter, and the quilt on his body was pulled up.

This familiar feeling made her immediately raise her head, and after seeing the tall and straight figure standing in front of the window, she couldn't wait to throw herself into his arms: "Brother Ming Yi——"

The person who lifted her quilt was none other than Li Mingyi.

But this excitement only lasted for a short second, and Qin Niange, who had calmed down a bit, couldn't help but whisper, "You...how did you come here? Sister Weiwei will find out."

Her gaze could not help but pass over Li Mingyi, and then to the wooden door of the cloakroom.

She knew that Li Mingyi must have come from the cloakroom where the two of them were connected, but the thunder just now was too loud, and she had been huddled under the quilt in fear, so she ignored his footsteps.