Chapter 111 My childhood sweetheart is you
Shen Xingli's brain froze for a moment.
There was a woman who called him Aye.
Also asked about his condition?
What's wrong with Sang Muye?
How come she doesn't know anything about it?
Just as she was stunned, Sang Muye came out of the bathroom and saw Shen Xingli holding his cell phone.
There was something wrong with the little girl's eyes.
He immediately walked over and asked, "Who's calling?"
Shen Xingli finally woke up from his shock, his voice still hoarse from exhaustion.
"She asked how your condition was? Honey, are you sick?"
Hearing this, Sang Muye's heart tightened.
He immediately walked over and snatched the phone from Shen Xingli.
He said coldly into the phone: "I'm fine."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
When he turned his head, he bumped into Shen Xingli's bright black eyes.
He immediately bent down and held her in his arms, whispering soothingly, "You've been eating a bit spicy food these past two days, so your stomach is bothering you. Don't worry."
Shen Xingli looked at him doubtfully: "You didn't lie to me? Why do I feel like it's so serious?"
Sang Muye lowered his head and kissed her lips: "My wife has finally fallen in love with me, I dare not lie to you."
"Who is that woman? Why does she call you so affectionately?"
"Jealous?"
Shen Xingli pursed her lips, jealousy evident in her dark pupils.
She could hear the woman's anxious mood just now.
A feeling that only worries can bring.
Only worries come with love.
Sang Muye chuckled softly, rubbing her ear with his fingertips, and said softly, "Her name is Song Xuan, and she's my personal doctor. She was abused by her father when she was a child, and I saved her. But we're just ordinary friends, so don't think too much about it."
After hearing his explanation, Shen Xingli immediately pouted.
"So you two grew up together? So in a sense, she's your childhood sweetheart?"
There was a strong hint of jealousy in her tone, and her cheeks were puffed up, making her look like a cute little pufferfish.
Seeing this, Sang Muye couldn't help but bite her lips: "No, my little childhood sweetheart is only you, it has always been you, my little rice cake."
Hearing him say this, Shen Xingli's previous displeasure disappeared, and she looked at him gently: "When did you know me? How come I don't have any impression of you?"
"It's very early, so early that you might not even imagine it."
"When was that?"
"I'll tell you when I have a chance. I'm afraid it will scare you."
He needs to be patient and not act too hastily.
Shen Xingli's delicate white hands gently stroked his cheek, her voice full of dominance: "No matter what your relationship with her is, you belong to me, Shen Xingli, not only now but also in the future. No one will take you away."
Sang Muye looked at her possessive eyes and felt an indescribable emotion in his heart.
It's the excitement of finally getting rewarded for years of affection, but also the excitement that comes from the heart.
His little rice cake wants to stick to him forever.
He lowered his head and gently rubbed Shen Xingli's neck with the tip of his nose.
There was unconcealable joy in her voice: "Okay, I'm yours, forever."
He carried Shen Xingli into the bathroom to wash up.
Just then, the doorbell rang.
Sang Muye rubbed Shen Xingli's head and said, "I'll go open the door, you wash up yourself."
He closed the bathroom door, then walked to the door and opened it.
Tang Yixuan stood at the door in a dissolute manner.
The corners of his lips curled up into a sly smile. "I sent you a message last night but you didn't reply, and you didn't answer my calls. I thought you were dead. Isn't it just a little rice cake giving you a gift? Why are you so excited that you've cut off contact with the outside world?"
As he spoke, he rushed into the room while Sang Muye was not paying attention.
Run to the big gift box and look inside.
Then he wondered, "Where's the gift? What's in such a big box?"
He looked down and saw roses scattered on the ground and the exquisite greeting card.
He was a little curious and said, "Isn't it just a greeting card for you and an inflatable doll? Hahaha, if that's the case, this little rice cake really loves you."
Tang Yixuan laughed wantonly.
Just as he was about to reach out to take a look at the greeting card, Sang Muye snatched it away.
The man raised an eyebrow and looked at him: "Want to see it?"
"Can't I take a look?"
Sang Muye smiled and said, "How could I possibly let you read the love letter my wife wrote to me? If you want to read it, go ask your wife."
Tang Yixuan snorted angrily: "If I had one, do you think I would want to see yours? Where is that inflatable doll? Let me see. Could it be that you lost contact last night and had sex with her all night?"
Just as he looked towards the bedroom curiously, the bedroom door opened.
A woman came out from inside.
Tang Yixuan jumped up in fright before he could even see the woman's face clearly.
He put his arm around Sang Muye's neck and said, "Fuck! Your inflatable doll has become a spirit and can even come out on its own."
At this moment, a gentle and sweet voice came to my ears.
"Honey, I'm done."
Hearing the voice, Tang Yixuan immediately looked over there.
Shen Xingli was standing at the door wearing a hoodie, wide-leg jeans, and a bun.
The little girl exudes youthful vitality.
There was a sweet smile on that delicate face.
Tang Yixuan's eyes widened in disbelief. He looked at Sang Muye and asked, "Don't tell me your gift is your rice cake."
Sang Muye nodded heavily: "Not that stupid."
Then, he threw him to the ground with disgust, walked up to Shen Xingli, and stroked her fair face with his big hand.
Softly said: "I'll take you to have morning tea here."
"OK."
Shen Xingli looked at him with happiness on her face.
Tang Yixuan, who was thrown to the ground, looked at the two people looking at each other happily and couldn't help but swear.
"Damn it, I came here early in the morning to be bullied. Do you think I'm stupid today?"
Sang Muye glanced at him and said, "When have you ever stopped being stupid?"
Tang Yixuan immediately got up from the ground and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, you are beautiful and kind, and you won't lie. Are you really the gift hidden in this box?"
Shen Xingli nodded slightly: "Yes, I want to give Aye a surprise."
"It's not a festival, why give him a surprise?"
"Because I love him. There's no need to pick a time to express your love to someone."
Tang Yixuan: “…”
He slapped himself hard and said, "Why am I so rude? I have to dig deep into things, and I always end up getting hurt.
Okay, you two can show your affection, Song Xuan and I are leaving."
After saying that, he left with a painful look on his face.
Shen Xingli looked up at Sang Muye and said, "Husband, was I too cocky just now? After all, he doesn't even have a wife yet. How pitiful."
Sang Muye laughed so hard that his chest trembled. He stroked Shen Xingli's head with his big hand and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm not showing off at all. My wife is great. I love her very much."
"Really? I just want everyone who knows you to know that you're not unloved. You have me, and I will always love you."
Hearing this, the smile on Sang Muye's face gradually became a little sour.
His little girl is always like a ray of sunshine, shining into his dark heart unexpectedly.
He stared at Shen Xingli's alluring lips, lowered his head and kissed her lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "Wife, I want to taste the taste of your lipstick."
After saying that, he took the pink lips into his mouth.
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