Jiang Yiyu frowned and looked at her, and Song Shengsheng blinked sincerely.

He said, "I don't agree."

"The objection is invalid."

"I want to appeal!"

"turn down."

Jiang Yiyu sat up straight and took her hand. "My dear, you're used to eating rich food, why do you want me to go back to eating porridge and vegetables? Besides, we've only been together for a few days, and you're tired of me? Aside from the fact that I might not have restrained myself enough, what else is there that makes you unhappy? Aren't you happy?"

"Tell me yourself, was what you did today excessive?"

"What did I do? I just wanted to love you more. What bad intentions did I have?"

"Is that my fault? Are you blaming me for not cooperating with you until the end?"

"I didn't, I wasn't... I..."

"What?" Song Shengsheng sat up and looked at him: "Were you angry at me just now? You frowned, which means you were angry at me! Jiang Yiyu, you weren't like this before. I was angry too!"

"I..." A feeling of powerlessness surged into Jiang Yiyu's heart.

The two of them were in a stalemate for a while, and Song Shengsheng shook off his hand. She turned around, got out of bed, kicked off her slippers, took her cell phone, and left the bedroom angrily.

Jiang Yiyu was completely panicked because he had never seen Song Shengsheng angry before, and he didn't know how to coax her to calm her down. He wanted to chase her, but was afraid that if he said too much, he would make more mistakes. After hesitating for a long time, he decided to give each other some time to calm down.

After about ten minutes, he heard a door slam, and he was so scared that he ran out: "Song Shengsheng?"

Song Shengsheng had just picked up a takeaway from the door. Holding the takeaway bag, she looked at Jiang Yiyu, who was so anxious that he didn't even have time to put on his slippers, with a bit of confusion: "What are you doing? Did someone step on your tail?"

Jiang Yiyu breathed a sigh of relief. He walked to the sofa, sat down, poured himself a glass of water, and took a sip.

Song Shengsheng shook her head. She placed the takeout bag on the dining table, pulled out a chair, sat down, and slowly untied the bag: "Jiang Yiyu, do you want to eat something?"

"No."

"Then come over and help me peel the shrimp."

Jiang Yiyu turned his head and glanced at her, then resigned himself to his fate and walked into the restaurant. He sat down opposite her and took the bag from her hand that she had been trying to untie for a long time. "Aren't you angry with me?"

"Being angry doesn't stop me from having you peel shrimp for me."

"You can do the math clearly." Jiang Yiyu untied the bag, put on disposable gloves, opened the lid of the plastic lunch box, and picked up a crayfish.

Song Shengsheng watched him peel the shrimp and added, "Put them in the soup after peeling. It tastes better this way."

Jiang Yiyu hummed without even raising his head.

She smiled, opened a box of rice, and ate it with some barbecue.

Soon, Jiang Yiyu was attracted by her exaggerated eating habits. He asked hesitantly, "Guai Guai, are you that hungry?"

Song Shengsheng nodded: "It's more than just hunger. I haven't had a full meal since you came back."

Jiang Yiyu fell silent again. He lowered his head, paused, and said "I'm sorry" in a low voice with a guilty look on his face.

Song Shengsheng paused holding the chopsticks: "You're not going to cry again, are you? I..."

"I didn't cry. I'm not that fragile. I just suddenly felt that I was a bad husband. I held her precious baby in my hands, greedily kept her by my side, and ended up taking care of her in a mess. In the end, I still had to let you comfort me."

"No...Brother Yi Yu, you...I..."

Jiang Yiyu smiled and put the shrimp he had just peeled into Song Shengsheng's bowl. "I know I lost control today and was too harsh on you, but dear, can I please stop hiding from me? I won't do this again. I really can't start a new journey with you. I have poor self-control. I can't hold your hand while you're in front of me."

"I'm not saying we have to go back that far." Song Shengsheng used his chopsticks to stir the rice in the bowl, "It means that in some things, we can't go too far."

"What kind of calculation?"

"For days in a row, I've been demanding too much. These past two days are a prime example. I've been feeling groggy the whole time. And you have to eat at least two meals a day and get out regularly. Even snails need to get some fresh air! We can't stay out of the house just because we're afraid of being photographed, right? You're a public figure, but you still have to live a normal life, right?"

Jiang Yiyu nodded: "Then can I still kiss you and hug you?"

"Yes, but don't overdo it."

Jiang Yiyu raised his eyebrows slightly, and he looked up at her inquiringly, as if waiting for her to give an example.

Song Shengsheng felt inexplicably shy. She coughed twice and said, "This kind of thing can only be understood but not expressed in words."

"I see." Jiang Yiyu smiled and continued peeling shrimp: "Let's go out tomorrow. Do we need to make reservations in advance for the camping site you mentioned last time? Or should we rest at home for another day tomorrow?"

"You want to go out?"

"No, but I want to make you happy."

"Brother Yi Yu...I'm sorry."

"It's my fault for not taking good care of you. I should be the one to say sorry. Don't be angry, dear."

Song Shengsheng put down his chopsticks, sighed, and looked at him worriedly.

"What's wrong? Why don't you eat?"

"I'm thinking about how to cheer you up."

"I made you uncomfortable, and you still wanted to make me happy. Darling, you're a little too nice to me."

Song Shengsheng blinked and said nothing. After a while, she lowered her head and said, "Life cannot be without contradictions."

"I know." He finished peeling the shrimp and took off his gloves. "You can lose your temper with me, you can be angry with me, but just one thing, don't abandon me, okay? Please."

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