Su Wanyu stared at him, unable to bear to blink. Her smile grew even brighter, her eyes curved into crescents. "He's the kind of overbearing CEO who'd spend a fortune just to win a beautiful woman's smile, and still say, 'Woman, you're playing with fire.'"
So handsome!
However, she is still not as handsome as her husband.
It's just that kissing and hugging at every turn is a bit too extreme.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but said another sentence, and her tone couldn't even suppress her expectation: "Husband, you are so good-looking, it's a pity not to be a domineering president."
She is very serious.
Song Jihuai suddenly felt a headache. He glanced at Su Wanyu's infatuated face, his eyes darkened, and he asked in a bad tone: "Where did you learn this from?"
These messy things.
Su Wanyu suddenly felt guilty. Was her husband angry? Was she saying something wrong? But, but she was clearly praising her husband.
After arguing in her mind, she quickly lowered her head and explained weakly, "Just, I watched TV last night."
TV drama?
Song Jihuai rubbed his eyebrows.
"Don't watch it again."
It's a pity that he doesn't become a domineering CEO. Such words... don't really sound like a compliment.
"Oh..." Su Wanyu lowered her head, looking a little lost.
Song Jihuai's heart softened instantly. He turned away, coughed a little awkwardly, and immediately slapped himself in the face: "It's not that I can't watch it."
"Really?" Su Wanyu raised her head, her eyes sparkling, the anticipation in them almost overflowing.
Song Jihuai hummed, then said, "You are not allowed to stay up late."
Those dark circles look scary.
"Yes!" Su Wanyu quickly agreed, and then squinted her eyes and smiled sweetly at Song Jihuai. Her fair and tender face was full of collagen, which made people want to pinch it.
Song Jihuai resisted the urge: "Eat breakfast."
My husband cares about her!
Su Wanyu thought so in her heart while drinking porridge and looking up at her husband opposite her from time to time.
Her husband is much more handsome than the domineering CEO she saw last night.
Su Wanyu's eyes were not concealed at all, and Song Jihuai was still very pleased. Even though his face was deliberately stern, the corners of his lips could not help but curl up a little: "Concentrate!"
He thought about his behavior that morning and felt like the parent of a naughty child.
But he felt satisfied. Compared to the Su Wanyu who had avoided him like the plague, this one was more worrying, but it wasn't a bad thing. At least to him, it wasn't like before.
The old housekeeper watched the young master and the young mistress get along, his face smiling like a flower. "Wouldn't it be wonderful if it could just continue like this?" After all these years, the young master finally saw the light of day.
After breakfast.
The nurse came on time to change Su Wanyu's dressing, and her wound recovered well.
Song Jihuai frowned. This woman played the guzheng last night, so fast that he couldn't even stop her. Fortunately, the wound didn't get worse.
Think about this.
He looked at Su Wanyu and asked casually, "You can play the guzheng?"
And judging from last night's performance, he was a great one. At least few people he had heard before could compare with him.
Su Wanyu hummed. She had been learning music, chess, calligraphy, and painting since she was a child, so she was naturally proficient in them. But she couldn't help but wonder how she would explain it if her husband asked again.
Fortunately, Song Jihuai didn't ask any further questions, but just stared at her. Since the hospital, Su Wanyu has changed so much, as if... she has become a different person.
This thought flashed through his mind, and Song Jihuai laughed at himself. How could it be possible? Su Wanyu had always been within his sight. But he couldn't help but look at her again.
Su Wanyu smiled sweetly in response.
Song Jihuai suddenly said, "Take off your coat."
ah?
Su Wanyu was stunned for a moment, and then her face turned red, she felt both ashamed and angry.
She didn't have many wearable clothes in her closet, so she could only wear a base layer underneath, then put on a casual jacket and zipped it up to her neck.
This, this is the living room, how can you take off your clothes here?
"Husband..." Su Wanyu lowered her head: "Now, it's daytime, and this place is not suitable."
Her voice gradually became lower and lower until it was almost inaudible.
Song Jihuai was inexplicably speechless. What on earth had he done to make Su Wanyu feel that... he was worse than a beast?
Even if he really wanted to do something, he wouldn't do it at this time!
Su Wanyu's hand is still injured.
But the little goblin's current state was so rare that he couldn't help but move closer, speaking in a low, deliberately ambiguous tone, "Could it be that you don't want to?"
Not willing?
Of course not!
Su Wanyu was too shy to speak, shaking her head like a rattle. After a moment, worried that Song Jihuai didn't understand what she meant, she added softly, "I'm willing, but not now."
"I want it now." He didn't know why, but even his tone seemed to be brought to the same level as Su Wanyu's, with a bit of cuteness.
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