When Song Jihuai saw Su Wanyu looking up at him with tears in her eyes and even a hint of despair, he felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet.
Even though the little girl was in his arms at this moment, he still felt like he might lose her at any time.
"If you can't remember, don't think about it."
Song Jihuai, who was always calm, could not hide his panic at this moment. He hugged Su Wanyu tightly in his arms and repeated softly, "Let's not think about it anymore, dear, don't cry."
But Song Jihuai's comfort was of no use.
In fact, the more gently he comforted her, the more sadly Su Wanyu cried.
if……
If what Su Qingqing said was true, then she would not have the face to face her husband.
"Wanwan."
Song Jihuai was at a loss as to what to do. He could only wipe Su Wanyu's tears and comfort her softly, "Dear, don't cry. Don't cry."
He wanted to cry too!
If this can be resolved.
After a while, Song Jihuai asked Su Wanyu softly, "Wanwan, can we go home?"
Su Wanyu sobbed and nodded, her voice tinged with tears, "I want to go home."
She immediately stretched out her hand and hooked it around Song Jihuai's neck, and was carried by Song Jihuai as a princess to the car.
Perhaps Su Wanyu was tired of crying and fell asleep in Song Jihuai's arms.
Song Jihuai finally breathed a sigh of relief. Anything was fine, as long as he didn't cry.
But at this moment.
Song Jihuai's phone rang, and he picked it up immediately. He looked at Su Wanyu cautiously, worried that the little girl would be woken up.
I was relieved when I confirmed that there was nothing wrong.
"President." Secretary Wu's voice came from the phone.
Song Jihuai was not so friendly. "Speak."
Secretary Wu didn't understand why the CEO was suddenly cold, but he immediately said, "Su Qingqing has been in the mental hospital for a while, and she's become a little abnormal. Her words are incoherent, and I haven't been able to find out what she said to Director Su."
Song Jihuai narrowed his eyes slightly.
Secretary Wu paused, then continued, "But Su Qingqing said... Director Su is a sinner."
Song Jihuai paused and said calmly, "I understand."
After saying that, he put away the phone.
He lowered his eyes and looked at Su Wanyu seriously for a long time, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up slightly.
Now that the little girl was asleep, he felt that she was real, not as illusory as when he first saw her at school.
Song Jihuai originally hoped that the little girl could have a good sleep.
But unexpectedly, Su Wanyu woke up as soon as the car stopped.
But she said nothing, hugged Song Jihuai tightly, with her head resting on her husband's chest, very dependent.
Song Jihuai enjoyed this kind of dependence very much. He carried the little girl into the house. In the following time, Su Wanyu was like Song Jihuai's conjoined twin, and she kept holding Song Jihuai without stopping for a moment.
This is the sweet burden.
Su Wanyu was even more clingy than last time.
This time, Su Wanyu didn't go to bed as early as last time. Instead, because she fell asleep in the car, she didn't sleep well at night.
She hugged Song Jihuai tightly and kept trying to get into his arms.
Song Jihuai felt Su Wanyu's insecurity, so he didn't say anything, but his body didn't think so. He held the soft and fragrant jade in his arms, and he had endured it for so many days.
But Su Wanyu was still rubbing against his arms.
Song Jihuai's forehead was covered with sweat, and his voice was hoarse and ambiguous, "Wanwan."
"Um."
Su Wanyu answered, and tightened her arms around Song Jihuai, with one leg resting on his legs, her head resting on his arm, her soft body pressed tightly against him, making it impossible for anyone to get through.
Song Jihuai felt that every nerve in his body seemed to be extremely sensitive.
"Can you..."
Song Jihuai said tentatively, "Let me go a little."
Su Wanyu immediately raised her eyes to look at him, and her expression changed instantly. She was very sensitive at the moment, and her mind, which had just calmed down a little, was aroused again.
"Husband."
Su Wanyu lowered her eyes, and Song Jihuai didn't notice that her expression had changed.
"Will you leave me?"
Su Wanyu's fingertips felt cold, and Song Jihuai finally reacted. He immediately straightened the little girl's body, looked directly into her eyes, and said firmly: "I won't."
Usually Su Wanyu just listened.
But at this moment she was caught in a vicious circle, stubbornly asking, "What if you leave me?"
"I won't."
Song Jihuai said again.
"What if?"
“No ifs.”
"But……"
Su Wanyu didn't ask the question this time, and Song Jihuai directly covered her lips. He was very angry at Su Wanyu's question.
He has already expressed his opinion, but the little girl is still talking nonsense.
After the long kiss, Su Wanyu felt dizzy, and Song Jihuai felt even more tormented.
Su Wanyu's breathing quickened slightly, but she hadn't forgotten the question she had asked, "What if one day..."
"Su Wanyu."
Song Jihuai interrupted her, his face becoming serious, "Without you, I can't live."
Su Wanyu finally stopped and looked carefully at Song Jihuai's eyes.
Sincere and firm.
Su Wanyu hooked her arms around Song Jihuai's neck and gave him a kiss.
Because of this kiss, the string called "reason" in Song Jihuai's mind broke.
He couldn't think of anything else, and his hands began to feel restless. Finally, he paused, forced himself to look at the little girl, and said in a hoarse voice, "Is it okay?"
Su Wanyu's face turned red.
How could a husband ask her such a question?
That's enough.
There was no denial, which was enough for Song Jihuai.
A night of passion.
Su Wanyu no longer had any memory of the second half of the night. The only thing she remembered was Song Jihuai telling her over and over again that he loved her and would never leave her.
The next day.
Su Wanyu slowly opened her eyes and felt as if her whole body had been run over by a car. She felt sore, weak and powerless, and didn't even want to move a finger.
She only moved slightly, and was then embraced in a warm embrace. "It's the weekend today, sleep a little longer."
Su Wanyu's face immediately turned red and she raised her hands to cover her face.
Okay, so shy.
She thought about last night with her husband...
But she actually took the initiative to kiss her husband and did not refuse at that time.
But her husband last night was very gentle. Apart from feeling weak all over, she didn't feel any other discomfort.
Thinking of this, Su Wanyu's heart beat faster.
She turned over and pretended to close her eyes. It was a long time before she opened her eyes. Song Jihuai fell asleep again, with only one hand on her waist, and her hand was resting on Song Jihuai's chest.
She looked at Song Jihuai who was sleeping soundly in front of her.
There was a light flashing in her eyes, and the corners of her lips unconsciously curled up. She had already decided on her husband for this life, so... if she could make her husband happy.
It's not like she can't make some concessions.
My husband was very happy last night.
She leaned on Song Jihuai's chest and held his hand tightly. No matter what, she would not leave her husband!
Even if her husband really disliked her.
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