He kissed gently, carefully testing Song Shengsheng's acceptance of him bit by bit, but in the end, when his clothes gradually fell off, it was Jiang Yiyu who retreated first.

Seeing him suddenly stop, Song Shengsheng couldn't help but ask in confusion: "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Yiyu rested his forehead on her shoulder, trying to calm his breathing: "You said you need to be patient when pursuing a girl."

Song Shengsheng couldn't help laughing out loud: "Brother Yiyu, sometimes you can be a little impulsive."

Jiang Yiyu kissed her shoulder, raised his pair of red eyes filled with desire, and looked at her aggrievedly, with a few tears hanging on his long eyelashes: "But I can't bear it."

Song Shengsheng held his face and gently wiped the corners of his eyes: "Then what are you going to do?"

Jiang Yiyu buried his face back in her shoulder, humming twice in a slightly irritated manner, and his fluffy hair rubbed against her neck, making her neck itchy. He looked like a big puppy acting coquettishly and trying to please others, so adorable.

Song Shengsheng pinched his red ears: "Will it feel better after a while?"

"Yeah." Jiang Yiyu's voice was muffled. After a long moment, he raised his hand and covered Song Shengsheng's eyes. "I'm going to take a shower. Don't look at me."

Song Shengsheng let go of her arms around him and turned her head away obediently: "I won't look at you, go ahead."

Jiang Yiyu stood up and used the quilt to cover himself before getting out of bed.

Song Shengsheng looked at his pretending to be calm back, smiled and rolled over on the bed. She buried her face in Jiang Yiyu's pillow, reached out and pinched Jiang Xiaoguai's soft little bear paws, and the words Jiang Yiyu had just said, "I can't bear to let go," were still echoing in her mind.

After trying to calm her pounding heartbeat for a while, Song Shengsheng turned over and faced the ceiling. She lifted Jiang Xiaoguai high up and whispered, "Your father seems to really like me."

She looked into the little bear's round black eyes and said, "If you don't say anything, I'll assume you think so too." She lowered her arms, covered her face with the little bear, smelled the faint scent of lavender, and murmured, "I like him too."

When Jiang Yiyu came out of the bathroom, Song Shengsheng had already covered himself with the quilt and returned to his seat. He sat down on the edge of the bed, glanced at Jiang Xiaoguai lying on his pillow, and said with a sigh: "If I don't see you for a while, Jiang Xiaoguai will take my place. If I come back any later, I guess my wife will be kidnapped by him."

He casually picked up Jiang Xiaoguai and let him continue to face the wall. Then he turned around, opened the quilt, got on the bed, and lay down facing Song Shengsheng: "Baby, don't you want a hug?"

"I'm afraid if I hug you, you'll have to take a cold shower."

Jiang Yiyu lowered his eyes and smiled. He reached out and held Song Shengsheng's arm, gently pulling her into his arms. He bent down and kissed the top of her head: "If there is a next time, I will act impulsively as you said and not wash it."

Song Shengsheng leaned against his chest, listening to his pounding heartbeat, raised her hands to hug his waist, slowly raised the corners of her lips and hummed: "Good night, Jiang Yiyu."

The next morning, when Song Shengsheng was woken up by the alarm clock, there was no one beside her. She picked up her cell phone to turn off the alarm, buried her face in the quilt, stretched, and was in a daze for a while.

When she finished washing, changed her clothes and came out of the bedroom, Jiang Yiyu had just returned from the gym downstairs, holding breakfast for Song Shengsheng.

"My dear, why are you up so early?" Jiang Yiyu walked into the living room and put breakfast on the coffee table. "I just asked Xiao Chen to buy some breakfast at the breakfast stall downstairs. Soy milk, fried dough sticks, and tea eggs. They're all your favorites."

Song Shengsheng sat down on the sofa and took the soy milk with a straw from Jiang Yiyu. "Why is there only one serving? What about you? What are you having?"

Jiang Yiyu sighed helplessly and shook the thermos cup in his hand: "Black coffee will reduce swelling. Xiao Chen will bring up my nutritious meal later."

"You still want to lose weight?"

Jiang Yiyu put down the thermos cup and peeled a tea egg for Song Shengsheng in a plastic bag. "The role I'm playing now requires the actor to be thinner. In order to fit the role, I can't eat too much."

Song Shengsheng spread out his palm to measure the size of Jiang Yiyu's face: "It's already a palm-sized face. If you lose weight any more, only your facial features will be left."

Jiang Yiyu smiled and handed her the tea egg: "After finishing this film, I will take a break for a while and let you fatten me up, okay?"

"Yeah, but I heard that camera lenses make people look at least 20 pounds fatter. I've seen a lot of male celebrities your age online who tend to look greasy when they gain weight, and being greasy gets them criticized. So, for the sake of being on camera, I still can't make you too fat." Song Shengsheng pondered for a moment: "Just 10 pounds more than you are now would be fine. That way, a little flesh on the face will support the skeleton and look healthy and good."

"It doesn't look good now?"

"You look good now, but your bones are too sharp. You look a bit fierce when you don't smile."

"Guaiguai, can you also tell fortunes?"

"Well, of course. I know a thing or two about the Five Elements, the Eight Trigrams, face reading, and Ziwei Fate."

"Aren't you an atheist?" Jiang Yiyu took a tissue and wiped his hands. He leaned against the back of the sofa, looked at Song Shengsheng and smiled.

"Not believing it doesn't mean you can't do it. Just tell me about today's appearance. Do you want to see it or not?"

Jiang Yiyu raised his eyebrows slightly, and he leaned closer to Song Shengsheng: "Help me see how much my wife loves me."

Song Shengsheng tutted her words and fed the half tea egg in her hand to Jiang Yiyu: "I didn't notice that, but I noticed something else."

"What?" Jiang Yiyu took a small bite of the tea egg and chewed it slowly.

"I can see that you are obsessed with her. Jiang Yiyu, you love her very much, right?"

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