Chapter 92 I can't sleep without you
As soon as the car drove out of the Sang family's old house, Sang Muye received a WeChat message on his phone.
He clicked it immediately and saw that Shen Xingli had taken a photo of him boarding the plane.
The little girl was wearing a cream-colored cashmere coat, a dark green shirt, and a black knee-length skirt.
The whole person looks both capable and beautiful.
The smile on the corner of his lips is still so warm and healing.
Below the photo is a voice recording.
Sang Muye clicked it immediately.
"Honey, I'm already on the plane. We won't be able to contact each other for ten hours. Don't miss me."
Hearing her voice, Sang Muye's heart, which had been cold just now, was instantly wrapped in a warm current.
There is a hint of sweetness coming out.
This feeling made him unable to stop.
He saved the photo of Shen Xingli and replied.
[Message me when you arrive.]
Then an animated picture of a kiss was added.
Ten hours later, as soon as the plane landed, Shen Xingli couldn't wait to open WeChat.
I saw the animation picture sent by Sang Muye at a glance.
She couldn't help but curl her lips.
She didn't expect that a man like Sang Muye would use such a weird thing.
She immediately sent him a message: [Honey, I'm here and my work has started. I'll contact you when I have time.]
After saying that, she put away her phone and followed her leader off the plane.
When Sang Muye received this message, he was sitting at the Shen family's dining table, drinking and chatting with Shen's father.
Seeing the smile on his face, Shen Xingchen tilted his head to look over.
Then he complained to Father Shen: “Dad, our little cotton-padded jacket has arrived, but has she sent you a message?”
Father Shen shook his head: “No.”
"Mom, did she send it to you?"
Mother Shen glanced at her phone and shook her head: "No, he sent it to you? How do you know she's arrived?"
Shen Xingchen snorted coldly, pointing at Sang Muye and said, "She sent it to him, and he sent it to Sang Muye, but he didn't send it to us. Do you think this little cotton-padded jacket doesn't even have cotton in it? It's leaking everywhere."
Hearing his words, Father Shen laughed out loud: "If you are jealous of your sister, just say it directly. Isn't it the same to send it to Makino? Anyway, she arrived safely. Look how jealous you are going crazy. Why are you staring at my daughter all day? If you have the guts, go stare at your wife."
Sang Muye smiled and said, "Dad, don't blame my brother. He can't catch up with Jiang Zhihan, and he can't stand seeing others do better than him. I understand his feelings, and I won't blame him."
Shen Xingchen gritted his teeth in anger: "Sang Muye, Li Li is not here now anyway. If you dare to provoke me again, I will beat you up."
As soon as the words fell, Shen's mother glared at him: "If you dare to touch Muye's finger, I will kick you out of the house immediately. If it weren't for his face, do you think I would let you go home for dinner?"
Shen Xingchen: He seriously suspected that he was adopted and Sang Muye was their biological son.
Seeing the family enjoying themselves so happily, Old Master Shen laughed heartily. "If Li Li knew you were bullying her husband while she was away, she'd be furious with you when she got home. Can you afford to mess with our little princess?"
Shen Xingchen: "Okay, I finally figured it out. Ever since he came into our house, you've been looking down on me all day long. Isn't it just because I'm easy to bully? Wait until I get my wife and son, and then we'll see what you can say."
Seeing that he was angry, Sang Muye immediately poured some wine into his glass and said with a smile: "Since you are my brother, I will reveal a piece of information to you for free today."
Upon hearing this, Shen Xingchen immediately perked up: "What happened to Jiang Zhihan?"
"She's moving tomorrow, but she's already asked Xu Yang to help. I've given you the information, so you can decide for yourself."
Upon hearing the news, Shen Xingchen, who had just been against Sang Muye, immediately smiled happily.
He picked up the wine glass and said, "Come on, brother-in-law, let's go. I can't do this without you on my road to finding my wife."
Mother Shen glanced at him with disdain: "Didn't you say that Muye was not good just now? Now you know how good he is."
"Can't I play a joke on him?"
The whole family sat together and the atmosphere was quite lively.
Both warm and happy.
Even without Shen Xingli around, the Shen family still favored Sang Muye as always.
Sang Muye naturally knew that they were all kind-hearted like Shen Xingli.
I want to use warmth to heal his dark childhood.
He took out his cell phone, took a photo of the food on the table, and sent it to Shen Xingli.
[From the love my parents give me.]
Then he posted a picture of a little bear dancing and blowing kisses.
[This is the love your husband has for you, baby, I love you.]
Shen Xingli didn't discover this message until he returned to the hotel that night.
As soon as she got off the plane, she started working.
The long journey, coupled with the stressful work, made her physically and mentally exhausted.
But when she saw this message, all her fatigue disappeared in an instant.
She glanced at the time and saw that it was probably around three in the morning back home.
Sang Muye should have rested long ago.
But she still couldn't help but send a WeChat message.
[Honey, I'm so tired and I miss you so much.]
After sending this message, she wanted to go to bed.
I didn’t expect Sang Muye to call me via video.
Shen Xingli was surprised and happy, and immediately answered the call.
"Hubby, why aren't you asleep yet?"
Sang Muye was wearing black silk pajamas and was leaning on the bed looking at her.
There was a hint of late-night hoarseness in his voice: "I can't sleep without you around."
Shen Xingli smiled and said, "You're so good at flirting. Didn't you ever sleep before I married you?"
Sang Muye wanted to say that before he married you, he only slept three hours a day.
One is that I can’t sleep, and even if I fall asleep, I am woken up by nightmares.
Second, he has a lot of things to do. He needs to study, do scientific research, and work hard to create a new world for his little girl.
But Sang Muye would not tell Shen Xingli these words.
He was afraid that she would feel sad.
Afraid that she would worry if she knew about her illness.
He stared at Shen Xingli's fair little face, smiled, and said, "Have a good sleep tonight. The temperature there will drop tomorrow, so wear more clothes and don't catch a cold, okay?"
Shen Xingli was so tired that she lay on the bed, leaning her phone against the bedside. She half-closed her eyes and said, "I have a meeting tomorrow, so I can't dress too casually. Don't worry, the meeting place is indoors, so it won't be cold."
Seeing that she was exhausted, Sang Muye said reluctantly, "Just lie down. Leave your phone here. I'll watch you sleep."
Shen Xingli looked at him sleepily, her voice soft and sticky: "Honey, can you tell me a story? I want to listen to the German version of The Little Prince."
She regretted it as soon as she said it.
Sang Muye had stayed up late at night waiting for her call.
He has to go to work tomorrow.
Thinking of this, Shen Xingli was about to take back his words, but Sang Muye's low and pleasant voice came to his ears.
"What's going on in the world?"
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My little princesses, since Mr. Sang dotes on his wives so much, please give him a five-star rating and blow him a kiss.
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