On the way home.
Song Jihuai would glance sideways at the little girl beside him from time to time, and his eyes were almost fixed on Su Wanyu.
Being stared at like this.
Su Wanyu couldn't ignore it even if she wanted to.
She glanced sideways at Song Jihuai beside her, "Husband, why are you looking at me like that?"
Song Jihuai coughed twice and said, "I want to see more of you."
After saying that, he straightened his clothes.
Su Wanyu uttered an "oh" and nodded thoughtfully. Then, looking at Song Jihuai's current posture, she said softly, "Husband, there's no need to tidy up. Your clothes are not messy."
It's so neat without even a wrinkle, what else is there to tidy up?
My husband never had the habit of tidying up his clothes so frequently before.
Song Jihuai's eyes flickered, and he hummed and said, "It's not messy, I just feel that this dress is not very comfortable to wear."
Um?
"Husband."
Su Wanyu looked at him seriously and said, "The material of the clothes you are wearing is the most comfortable to wear. Aren't all your clothes made of this material? Why do you suddenly feel uncomfortable?"
Song Jihuai: "..."
Why does his little girl choose to study design instead of anything else?
“I just feel a little uncomfortable now.”
He said directly.
The look he gave the little girl was not polite.
Su Wanyu frowned and began to think about this problem seriously.
Why does my husband feel uncomfortable wearing this outfit?
"Husband, please don't move. Let me take a look."
As Su Wanyu spoke, she reached out and fiddled with Song Jihuai's clothes, trying to figure out what was making her husband feel uncomfortable.
Before Song Jihuai could react, Su Wanyu had already taken action.
Her soft hands were rubbing at his neck, and the coldness of her hands touched his warm skin. Under the collision of ice and fire, Song Jihuai's heartbeat quickened.
Especially looking at the little girl's face so close to him.
The little girl's skin was white and translucent, with no visible pores. Her warm breath fell on Song Jihuai's ears. His throat rolled, and his eyes became dark when he looked at Su Wanyu.
A burning sensation rose in my heart.
His hands couldn't help but fall on the little girl's waist, his big palms sparking sparks.
Su Wanyu twisted uncomfortably, broke free from Song Jihuai's grip, and frowned at him, "Husband, what are you doing?"
Song Jihuai's eyes flickered, then he returned to normal and coughed twice.
Then he took the little girl into his arms.
The two had been married for several years, and Su Wanyu knew Song Jihuai very well. Just by looking at his expression, she knew what her husband was going to do. Her face immediately turned red, and she looked at Song Jihuai with resistance in her eyes, "No, no!"
"Um?"
Song Jihuai frowned, with a hint of grievance in his eyes.
Su Wanyu blinked, then quickly looked at Song Jihuai and said, "Let's talk about it when we get back."
Not here.
It just doesn't work here.
This is in the car, she still has some dignity, how could she, how could she do that in the car...
Su Wanyu's cheeks were flushed, but her resistance was so obvious that it could not be ignored.
Song Jihuai could only suppress the desire in his heart and nodded obediently, "...Okay."
However, Song Jihuai quickly opened the tailgate and ordered the driver, "Drive faster."
driver:? ? ?
"yes."
Su Wanyu was so shy that she didn't even dare to look up at anyone.
My husband is really shameless.
It’s a good thing that others don’t know what her husband is thinking, otherwise she would be too embarrassed to see anyone.
At Song Jihuai's urging, the car drove very quickly to the Song family's house. Soon they arrived at the Song family's house. Song Jihuai directly picked up the little girl and got out of the car and went upstairs.
Su Wanyu buried her head in her husband's chest, her hands tightly grasping his clothes, not daring to say a word.
Just let the housekeeper and the others think that she is asleep!
Fortunately, they didn't seem to meet anyone along the way. As soon as Song Jihuai carried the girl in, he closed the bedroom door, gently placed the girl on the bed, and leaned over to kiss her...
The next morning.
Su Wanyu still felt a little tired when she woke up. After all, she was pregnant now. Although her husband had restrained himself a lot, the degree was still a little inaccurate.
As soon as Su Wanyu made a sound, Song Jihuai also sat up and took her into his arms. He looked at her with eyes full of tenderness and love, "My dear, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
He could see clearly that the little girl's eyebrows were slightly frowned.
Su Wanyu hummed and nodded obediently, "A little bit."
Song Jihuai was filled with guilt, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."
But in front of the little girl, it was difficult for him to control himself.
Su Wanyu didn't blame Song Jihuai in her heart. When she heard this, she smiled and shook her head, "No, it's nothing. I'll be fine after a while of rest."
After a pause, Su Wanyu looked at Song Jihuai again and said, "But my husband, we should not do this recently, we should not..."
Su Wanyu's voice became lower and lower.
"good."
Song Jihuai quickly understood. Although he felt a little disappointed, he had no choice but to compromise for the sake of Guaiguai and the child. His eyes moved down to Guaiguai's lower abdomen and he sighed slightly.
If this is a kid.
That was his other love rival.
It hasn't even been born yet, but it's already started competing with him for Guaiguai.
Deserve a beating.
"Yes, husband."
Su Wanyu remembered something and looked at Song Jihuai, "Where are your clothes? Give them to me now, and I'll check what's wrong."
She has always believed that comfort is important when it comes to clothes.
Song Jihuai nodded, turned sideways to pick up the shirt from the ground behind him and handed it to the little girl.
Su Wanyu checked very carefully.
But the shirt was nothing special. The stitching was fine, the material was soft and comfortable, and it was the brand my husband was used to wearing. Why did it suddenly become uncomfortable?
Su Wanyu frowned, her mind full of various thoughts and ideas. Finally, as if she suddenly reacted, she looked at Song Jihuai and said, "Husband, is there something wrong with your body?"
"Why don't we go see a doctor? I don't know why you're like this, but I think a doctor is more professional. Let's check it out..."
As the little girl's words became more and more outrageous, Song Jihuai felt a little amused and helpless. He reached out and grabbed the little girl's restless hand.
Then he looked at her and said, "It's nothing. I just feel that these clothes were not designed by you, so they are not very comfortable to wear." Song Jihuai had no choice but to express his true thoughts.
But as soon as she finished speaking, Su Wanyu couldn't help but burst out laughing.
She looked at Song Jihuai with a smile in her eyes, her eyes sparkling, as if there were stars twinkling, "Husband, so you are acting like a spoiled child?"
behave in a spoiled manner?
Song Jihuai raised his eyebrows, very dissatisfied with this word.
"Do you think I'm someone who would act like a spoiled brat?" He looked at Su Wanyu accusingly.
Su Wanyu thought about it seriously and nodded, "Yes."
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