Chapter 70 Silent Confession
Sang Muye's dark eyes darkened and he lifted Shen Xingli up.
Then he asked, "Do you want to hear the truth?"
"certainly."
"Since your first grade."
Hearing this, Shen Xingli leaned on his back and laughed, "You're so mean! I was only six years old at that time, and you were twelve. Even if we had met, you wouldn't have been so precocious. Besides, we didn't even know each other at that time."
"What if we knew each other then?"
When Shen Xingli heard this, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.
She knew that twelve-year-old Sang Muye had just lost his mother and was taken home by Old Man Sang.
He also had to endure bullying from other brothers of the Sang family.
He must have had a very hard time at that time.
Shen Xingli's voice softened a bit: "If I had known you at that time, I wouldn't have let anyone bully you."
These words were like a warm current, instantly warming the wounds in Sang Muye's heart.
She is still as innocent and kind as she was back then.
Always give him warmth when he needs it most.
She may have long forgotten that she met a scarred little brother at the school gate.
She bought him medicine, bandaged him, and stuffed all her snacks into his arms.
For Shen Xingli at that time, this might not be a big deal.
But for him, it means a lot.
Her smile was like a ray of sunshine, allowing him to finally see a glimmer of light in the darkness.
Over the years, he has relied on this light to sustain him until now.
Fortunately, he persevered.
Fortunately, he finally married his girl.
Sang Muye called out in a deep voice, "Shen Xingli."
Shen Xingli exercised too much last night and felt a little tired. She lay on Sang Muye's back and felt drowsy.
Hearing the call, she uttered a 'hmm' in a daze.
After struggling for an unknown amount of time, Sang Muye finally let out a low, hoarse sound from his throat.
"If I really liked you at that time, would it scare you?"
He didn't know how much courage he mustered to speak out what was in his heart.
However, just as his heart tightened and he was waiting for Shen Xingli's reply, a long time passed and no sound came from behind.
Sang Muye called out softly, "Li Li?"
No one responded.
The only response he got was the girl's shallow breathing.
Sang Muye curved his lips, patted Shen Xingli's little butt gently, and said in a deep voice: "I won't touch you tonight, let you sleep well."
The next morning.
Shen Xingli opened her eyes and what came into view was Sang Muye's handsome face with no blind spots.
The man was looking at her lovingly.
As if staring at his prey.
Shen Xingli was so scared that she quickly hid back and looked at him embarrassedly.
"You are not allowed to touch me. I have to go visit my grandparents today."
Sang Muye stretched out his long arms and held the person tightly in his arms.
He bent down and kissed her on the cheek, then asked with a smile, "Mrs. Sang, are you reminding me to touch you?"
"No, I'm warning you!"
Sang Muye tapped her bare chest a few times with his cold fingertips, a wicked smile in his eyes.
"Baby, you call this a warning? How does it feel like seduction?"
Shen Xingli quickly lowered her head and saw that half of her body was exposed.
She quickly covered it with the quilt and said, "Don't look at it anymore."
Sang Muye turned over and pressed her down, then leaned over to her ear and whispered in a low voice, "Baby, you mean you can't look, you can only eat, right?"
"Sang Muye, you hooligan!"
"I said, no matter what you do with your wife, it's not considered a hooligan."
As he spoke, he reached into the quilt with his big hand.
Shen Xingli's back stiffened with fear.
She naturally knew what was going to happen next.
She immediately begged softly: "Husband, can we come back in the evening? I'm going to visit my grandparents with my parents later. They haven't seen you yet. You don't want to lose your composure, do you?"
Sang Muye's dark eyes were filled with desire, and his voice became several degrees hoarse.
"Just a kiss."
After saying that, he crawled into the quilt.
Shen Xingli couldn't help but say, "Husband, stop kissing me."
Sang Muye's lips slowly moved away from her, staring at her with fiery eyes.
"But I've been holding my anger in for the whole night. What should I do?"
Shen Xingli blinked a few times and said, "The male protagonists in novels all take cold showers."
Sang Muye frowned and looked at her: "It's several degrees below zero today. You let your husband take a cold shower. Are you trying to murder him?"
"What should we do then?"
Sang Muye leaned over and whispered in her ear.
Her eyes widened instantly, and her voice broke: "No!"
Sang Muye looked at her flushed face and said with a smile, "I carried you back last night, my waist was broken, and I was holding a bouquet of flowers in my hand. Aren't you going to thank me?"
"I can do it in other ways. Don't do this. I, I can't do it."
"How can you know it won't work if you don't try? Baby, please."
These words made Shen Xingli's ears numb.
Faced with Sang Muye's dominance, she could refuse ruthlessly.
But when faced with Sang Muye, who was like Daji, she suddenly lost the courage to refuse.
An ambiguous atmosphere suddenly filled the room.
It was unknown how long it took before Shen Xingli finally stopped.
She collapsed on the bed, exhausted, muttering, "My hands are going to break."
Sang Muye took a tissue and carefully wiped her, with a satisfied smile on the corner of his lips.
“Some things become less tiring if you try them a few more times.”
Hearing this, Shen Xingli was so scared that he quickly got up from the bed and ran towards the bathroom.
After breakfast, the two went to the mall to buy gifts for their grandparents, and then drove to meet up at Shen's house.
The group headed straight to their grandmother's house in the neighboring city.
As soon as the car drove into the yard, my grandparents came out to greet us.
Mother Shen walked in front, walking towards her mother excitedly.
"Dad, Mom, I miss you so much."
She opened her arms and wanted to hug the two old people, but they avoided her perfectly.
She walked up to Shen Xingli with a smile on her face, "My baby, you miss grandma so much."
Mother Shen: “…”
The old lady hasn't seen her daughter for a year. Doesn't she miss her?
Shen Xingli immediately hugged her grandmother and said with a smile, "Grandpa, Grandma, Happy New Year."
"Oh, grandma finally got you here. This must be my grandson-in-law. He's so handsome, even more handsome than your brother. My baby has good taste."
Shen Xingchen: “…”
Mother Shen looked at her son with sympathy, smiled and spread her hands and said, "Muye is now the new darling of our family."
Seeing this, Sang Muye immediately nodded and said, "Grandpa, Grandma, Happy New Year."
"Okay, okay, come in quickly, grandma has made a lot of delicious food for you."
The two completely ignored Father Shen who was waiting to greet them from behind.
Father Shen looked at Mother Shen, then at his son, and said with a smile: "Let's go, your grandparents have forgotten the old ones because they have new ones."
The family walked towards the hall.
Suddenly, a deep male voice came from behind.
"Li Li."
Shen Xingli turned around immediately, and when he saw the person coming, he smiled and called out, "Brother Qi An."
Sang Muye: “…”
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