Who could tell her what happened in the corner she didn't know about just after she walked around her daughter's room?

My husband has changed.

Sitting opposite the dressing mirror, Song Qingqing came out of the bathroom and began her daily skin care routine as a middle-aged woman as usual.

Apply water, essential oil, scraper, and apply a facial mask. I just applied a facial mask here.

Suddenly, big hands grabbed the shoulders on both sides of her body, and the unexpected warm touch made Song Qingqing, who was resting with her eyes closed, shudder.

Feeling the trembling arc of his newlywed wife's shoulders, the old man in his 40s pouted.

He looked up with a bit of grievance and met his wife's eyes as she was facing the mirror.

Looking into her husband's eyes that seemed to want to say something but hesitate, Song Qingqing, who had just coaxed her daughter and then immediately coaxed her husband, became very proficient and used to it.

With a mask on her face, she couldn't smile, so she could only reach out and pat the hand of the aggrieved object on her shoulder.

She looked into his eyes and asked softly.

"What's wrong?"

Xie Zhong couldn't stand these things the most: his wife's gentle breath, tolerant temperament, and soft voice.

Her eyes, always like water, gently and slowly wrapped around him. He loved his wife so much.

Xie Zhong, a tall man of nearly 1.9 meters, was able to curl up into a ball. The tall man bent down.

The clothes-covered back forms a graceful semicircle.

He leaned forward and lowered his head, his sharp and delicate jaw gently touching his wife's shoulder, his eyes still filled with a hint of grievance.

Like a child who got angry outside and came back to complain to adults and seek comfort.

I had to ask for some sweet dates or honey to barely suppress my grievance.

Song Qingqing looked at the tall man in silence, full of attachment and intimacy.

Her maternal instinct was aroused. This man was not someone else, but her man.

He cherishes her and loves her. He is dignified and serious in front of outsiders, but in front of himself, he acts like a family member who makes people feel soft-hearted.

Without answering, she raised her hand and stroked the adult man's somewhat coarse hair, guessing softly, trying to coax him out like coaxing a child.

"What's the matter? I'm just going out for a while."

"Besides, my daughter agreed to let us go on a honeymoon, which means you are a good stepfather and she approves of you from the bottom of her heart."

"Otherwise, why would they be willing to let you kidnap someone else's mother? What else are you dissatisfied with?"

He spoke kindly and gently, reprimanding her a lot, and his tone rose slightly at the end.

To Xie Chong's ears, who was pretending to be deaf and dumb, his wife's words and actions were still as gentle and pleasant as ever.

He opened his mouth, wanting to tell something, but when he got to his lips he saw his wife's watery gaze.

The fair skin under the transparent mask doesn’t look like that of someone in their 40s.

Unlike him, who was inexplicably troubled by inferiority, Xie Zhong looked at his beautiful wife, but he didn't say what was in his heart.

However, this did not prevent him from clenching his fists and secretly deciding in his heart that he must intensify his beauty care in the future and must not fall to the point of being an old man who is despised by others.

Having deeply felt the urgency of love fading as beauty fades, the uneasy man turns his inferiority complex into motivation and has a good time that night.

The next day, Yu'er got up early and looked at the two empty chairs opposite her in surprise.

He raised his head again and looked towards the stairs, but didn't see his mother and Uncle Xie. Instead, he happened to meet Xie Huaijun's eyes as he was walking down the stairs.

There is a saying that goes, disgust and coughing are like human instincts that cannot be concealed.

For example, now, Yuer stretched her neck and stared at her cheap third brother who was standing tall and graceful on the steps.

The feeling of disgust fermented and evaporated in my heart, and eventually it could no longer be concealed.

Specifically, he would immediately twist his mouth and squint his eyes, then turn around to eat as if to avoid bad luck.

He ignored Xie Huaijun who was pretending to extend his hand to say hello at the stairs, showing their friendly relationship as brother and sister.

The feeling of apprehension and disgust was so strong that even Xie Huaijun, the person involved, could clearly feel it.

Even the brothers Xie Huaizhen and Xie Huaiming, who were eating at the table, saw through it.

The two brothers looked at each other, then stopped at the stairs, not moving forward.

The smile on his face gradually faded, and his facial muscles stiffened until they were frozen.

He squinted his eyes and looked at his sister's back as she ignored him, with a malicious gleam in his eyes.

Xie Lao Da and Xie Lao Er were indeed brothers. They quickly looked away, pretending not to notice the evil intentions in the third brother's mind.

Xie Huaizhen: As an older brother, I don’t get involved much in the affairs of my younger brother and sister.

The main thing is that the older brother also needs to save face, and the younger brother is having a middle school episode.

He bites whoever he catches like a mad dog, for fear that the fish pond will be affected.

Similarly, Xie Huaiming was also a little afraid of his brother's recklessness.

So the weak and vulnerable brother could only pretend to be deaf and dumb and watch his brother, with a forced smile on his face, walk towards his sister who was eating with a clear goal and firm steps.

He swaggered over and pulled out the chair next to Yu'er, then sat down.

He snatched his sister's steamed dumplings and received Yu'er's angry look.

Xie Huaijun deliberately turned sideways to meet her clear and angry gaze.

Then he acted extremely arrogantly and stuffed the siomai picked up with chopsticks into his mouth in front of her.

Xie Huaijun thought casually that things that were stolen were indeed more delicious.

Yu'er glanced at Xie Huaijun who was deliberately demonstrating, then turned back to the table full of breakfast.

I angrily tried to convince myself that he could eat whatever he wanted, and I wouldn't fight with him for it. Couldn't he just eat something else?

Thinking of this, he looked around and finally picked up the chopsticks and chose the mushroom and vegetable bun next to the siu mai.

She ate one before the stingy and cheap third brother came down.

The mushroom and vegetable buns are delicious. I like eating mushrooms and vegetables very much.

Yu'er reached out to the bun with bright eyes, and was about to pick it up when a shadow appeared next to her which was faster than her.

I watched helplessly as someone rushed ahead of me and snatched away the only mushroom and vegetable bun in a flash.

He quickly put it into his mouth and put it on Xie Huaijun who was showing off to him.

It was so childish. She swore that she had never met such a childish, petty and vindictive boy since she was a child.

He was also a few months older than her, and she still called him brother.

God damn brother.

The following dinner table was filled with the flashing of swords and the fighting of chopsticks.

The two brothers Xie Huaizhen and Xie Huaiming were like blind people, eating their own food.

Yu'er, who had been robbed again and again, was gasping for breath, and it was obvious that she was very angry.

Seeing that her favorite breakfast had all gone into someone's stomach, Yu'er threw her chopsticks and cursed in front of the person.

"Xie Huaijun, you did this on purpose."

The little boy had just stuffed a bun into his mouth, his cheeks were puffed up, his eyes were blinking, and his thick eyelashes formed small black fans.

Beneath the constantly flashing fan, the dark and deep pupils were crystal clear, appearing pure and clean, and a little bewildered.

It feels like I'm unable to withstand my sister's unreasonable accusations for no reason.

"What's wrong with me? Anyway, all the mistakes are my fault as a brother."

"I don't know what I did to offend you. You ignored my greeting. It's all my fault. If you don't like it, just tell me directly. I'll change, isn't it?"