The only answer he got was the rustling of leaves in the wind.

Sheng Huai was not angry. He pinched Su Yun's slender waist with his big hands and looked at Su Yun's face with his dark eyes in the dim moonlight.

Delicate and pale, his expression was as cold as ever.

He felt very unwilling.

This woman, his wife, clearly once loved him so much.

"Are you so unwilling to talk to me?"

Sheng Huai lowered his head and wanted to kiss her pale face.

"What did you say?" Su Yun finally raised her little face to look at him, with a confused expression.

She no longer knew whether the smile on the man's face was genuine happiness or the calmness before anger.

"Say you love me..."

Sheng Huai refused to give in. He lifted her fragile chin with his fingers, bent down and gently kissed her misty eyes.

"Sheng Huai..."

Su Yun wanted to turn her face away, but was hugged even tighter.

He kissed her without restraint under the autumn wind and bright moon. A corner of her long skirt was lifted up. Su Yun stood on tiptoes, accepting this long and gentle kiss in confusion.

Such a man.

Because there are so many times of indifference and ruthlessness, the tenderness and affection at this moment are even more difficult to refuse.

This time, he did not make any other movements. He just held her slender waist tightly with his hands, lowered his head and kept kissing her lips, unwilling to let go.

The gentle, refreshing and familiar fragrance in his arms made Sheng Huai suddenly feel as if he had regained something he had lost.

"Su Yun..."

"Su Yun..."

He leaned in closer, whispering her name over and over again.

The body in my arms was very stiff, neither refusing nor cooperating.

Su Yun no longer wanted to guess what this man was thinking. She just stood there quietly and let him kiss her softly and gently.

Forehead, eyebrows, and beautiful collarbone.

He was reluctant to leave.

"Can you please tell me you love me?" Sheng Huai said in a muffled voice.

He felt the perfunctory and indifference in her arms and could only ask for her answer once again.

When did this simple sentence become so luxurious?

Under the moonlight, he let go of his hand and stood looking at Su Yun's face, trying to find the answer from it.

"Sheng Huai."

"Do you love me?" Su Yun raised her hand to tidy up her long hair that was messed up by the wind, with a gentle but restrained smile on her face.

He was stunned.

This kind of question has never occurred to me.

Su Yun's smile gradually widened: "You are just like this, you only know how to greedily take things, and you always take it for granted."

This sentence instantly cleared his drowsy brain, and his cold and sinister attitude prevailed again.

"I know you like Dr. Lin. Did you go on a date with him today?"

Su Yun lit a cigarette and smiled lazily as the flame flickered.

"Dating?"

"Boss Sheng, are you... so unconfident now?"

Sheng Huai's eyes became darker.

He didn't know how to refute this statement.

This question was like a sharp knife stabbing into her heart, and she did not give a direct answer about her relationship with Lin An.

I raised my hand, wanting to touch the pretty face in the smoke, but it dodged me.

"Let's go." Su Yun didn't even turn back.

Under the lush sycamore tree, Sheng Huai stood quietly for a long time, until Su Yun's figure entered the manor gate, he slowly followed.

The night deepens.

Two people were lying quietly on the big bed, with a huge space between their shoulders.

Sheng Huai wanted to get closer, hold her in his arms as usual, and press his chest against her smooth forehead, but she dodged him.

He stood up and lowered his head in the darkness to look at the petite body lying on its side.

It was a long time before he bent down and wanted to hug her.

Su Yun's body trembled slightly, but she did not dodge.

She knew very well that this man's gentleness was only short-lived, and if she refused again he would soon become furious.

The big hand on the slender waist was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, constantly climbing and moving, yet surprisingly restrained.

"Mrs. Sheng..."

Sheng Huai suddenly missed the feeling of his newlywed days, when his wife cooperated unconditionally and said she loved him with her eyes closed.

"I don't want to." Su Yun answered simply.

Unexpectedly, he did not insist this time. He quickly withdrew his hand and got off the bed.

He leaned against the French window and smoked.

The hair blocked my view, so I couldn't see the expression on her face, but her voice was deep: "I'll pick you up tomorrow."

"Grandma is not in good health. I want to stay with her for a few days."

"Then I'll stay with you and we'll live here together for a week?"

Su Yun ignored him.

He continued to make small talk: "Let's go see our parents together during the Mid-Autumn Festival. We haven't visited them since we came back from our business trip."

"what ever."

Su Yun didn't want to argue with him over such trivial matters anymore.

After a while, he finally started to get upset, and the tone that had just been gentle and negotiating became cold and irritable again: "What's your attitude! Su Yun... I'm talking to you nicely!"

The person on the bed sat up and reached out to turn on the bedside lamp.

Her face looked tired under the dim light.

"Sheng Huai, I said yes, anything is fine... I'm very sleepy now and want to sleep! Can you grant me permission?"

"What do you want me to answer? If you refuse, you're going to quarrel with me!"

"I said yes, but you have objections again... I'm really tired, Sheng Huai, I'm really tired..."

Su Yun narrowed her eyes and spoke in a weak tone. She just felt very sleepy and had no other thoughts.

"Just smile at me and I'll hold you to sleep, okay?"

He walked quickly to the bedside, held up his tired face with his big hands, and said in an almost begging tone: "Mrs. Sheng, don't be so cold to me."

moment.

Su Yun finally raised her head and gave him a very faint smile.

"Is it ready?"

"Good night, okay?"

Bang!

Without waiting for an answer, the lamp was turned off again, and she lay down again and fell into a deep sleep not long after.

Sheng Huai sat motionless on the edge of the bed, his eyes fixed on her fair, curvy back. It was a long, long time before he spoke softly.

"Good night, Mrs. Sheng."

Unfortunately, this tender and gentle atmosphere did not last long.

Early in the morning, my hands were empty.

Sheng Huai woke up suddenly.

After changing his clothes and going downstairs, the old lady was already sitting on the sofa waiting for him.

"Where's Su Yun?" he asked hurriedly.

"Your wife is practicing dancing, don't disturb her!"

"Go out with your Uncle Chen right now."

Grandma Sheng patted the table, and the driver Uncle Chen walked in quickly and bowed slightly to Sheng Huai: "Master, let's go."

"Where are you going?"

He raised his hand to unbutton the shirt around his neck, frowning and feeling a little impatient.

Uncle Chen glanced at the old lady and said awkwardly, "Don't worry, young master. The old doctor I know is very experienced. If you really have...problems, you can get treatment as soon as possible and feel at ease."

Sheng Huai understood something and his face instantly turned pale!

"I said I'm not sick!"

The old lady on the sofa was so angry that she started to curse: "You can't have a baby if you are not sick! What? Do you want to blame my granddaughter-in-law?"

"Follow Uncle Chen to find a doctor for a checkup right now!"

A figure swayed at the door.

Su Yun walked in wearing a white silk home suit.

His expression changed slightly.

"Stop right there..."