Liu Zhiyuan's long eyelashes suddenly opened, and her clear laughter echoed in the room like a silver bell.
Song Ling grabbed her, but deliberately did not pull her little hand out of the cotton shirt. Instead, he clasped it tighter with his palm.
As punishment for pretending to be asleep, his slender fingers touched her sensitive waist.
Liu Zhiyuan giggled and dodged, but blossomed into a beautiful water lily under him.
The color of Song Ling's eyes turned hot, and when he approached her, the breath from his lips swept across her nose.
Liu Zhiyuan felt itchy, the tip of her nose and even her entire cheeks. This little face was as charming as a ripe red apple.
"Tired?" His voice was a little flat, his eyes burning and deep. He asked, "The little one is very naughty and should be difficult to deal with. My company and the hospital are very busy, so it's hard for me to be with him. If you find it difficult, I will find two professional kindergarten teachers to help you."
Liu Zhiyuan's little face turned pink, cute and tense.
"No, a childcare teacher is enough. I'm not tired. Even though the little guy always quarrels with me, I still love him very much. I really want to take care of him myself and spend more time with him as he grows up. This feeling is very happy."
Song Ling lowered his head and kissed his nose. "But I still don't want you to be too tired or too hard-working. I'm busy with work and can't help you share the burden, so why don't you stop being so stubborn?"
His voice is soft, magnetic and somewhat intoxicating.
In fact, Liu Zhiyuan was really drunk, and her eyes were overwhelmed by emotions.
"I'm not tired, really. I'm not tired at all, honey, I swear I'm not tired. It's good to be able to spend time with the child directly. Once he starts kindergarten, I'll go back to work at the company."
Song Ling frowned slightly; "Go to work?"
Liu Zhiyuan nodded gently. "I have this idea. I hope to have a high-quality life. After my baby goes to school, I will be bored at home alone."
Song Ling said: "You can go to Tianyue Company to be my assistant. Don't work so hard. Work when you want to and rest when you want to."
Liu Zhiyuan couldn't help but laugh even more, suddenly realizing that this cold man had become increasingly childish after marriage. "Work when you want? Rest when you want." It really was the CEO's way, so capricious.
If a big CEO indulges himself like this, what's the difference between him and the ancient tyrants? Oh, she is not a voluptuous concubine who brings disaster to the country and the people.
"Honey, you're too naive right now. Put away those messy ideas of yours and I'll go back to my old job. I like that job. Besides, I don't want to be under your watch all day.
I'm a young, pretty, and lovely girl, and I'd get tired of seeing an older man like you all day long." She deliberately made a naughty joke to tease him.
Song Ling's eyes darkened, and he held the small hand tightly with his big hand. He used a little more force and raised his voice: "Don't you like me?"
Liu Zhiyuan felt the punishment in his eyes and subconsciously shook her head, "No, I don't dare."
The little face suddenly turned red, and the air was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere.
Realizing what the man meant, Liu Zhiyuan's face flushed with shame, and her voice trembled slightly: "The little rascal will come,"
Song Ling insisted: "It doesn't matter, I locked the door and no one can get in."
"What a deep trick! It turns out you had this planned all along..."
The rest of the words were blocked, and then the two of them had a sweet conversation.
In Sioux City, different coordinates.
Xu Su looked at the woman lying beside him, his eyes full of fascination.
He reached for a cigarette, but caught sight of Zhao Yanran's subconscious frown. This woman didn't like the smell of cigarettes.
He leaned closer and showed his handsome face, which shone with a soft and charming light under the crystal lamp that lingered in his heart. "Don't you like me smoking? If you act like a spoiled child, I won't smoke."
Zhao Yanran rolled her eyes silently and said softly, "There is no word like 'acting like a spoiled child' in my dictionary."
A hint of sadness flashed across Xu Su's eyes.
Why is this woman like this? She was so obedient just now, but now she's become stubborn?
He took out a cigarette and lit it.
Zhao Yanran turned her eyes away from him and said unconsciously: "Hate..."
Her voice was weak. It sounded a little weak, and although it was not coquettish, it sounded a little coquettish.
Xu Su was very pleased and quickly put out his cigarette, then held her in his arms: "Girl, you are so pretty, I like you."
Zhao Yanran was too tired to bear the brunt of his embrace.
Over time, Xu Su held her happy lips, with warmth in the corners of his eyes.
He liked to bring Zhao Yanran to live in such a themed room, which had a big round bed, lavender gauze curtains, a super large bathtub, and a rickety cradle. The room was full of romance and warmth.
He wanted to use this atmosphere to move Zhao Yanran and influence her hard heart.
Unfortunately, it’s already twelve o’clock.
Zhao Yanran would quickly get up, get dressed, and pack up to go home.
When she got up, Xu Su suddenly felt that any romance had disappeared. Frowning, he reached out and pulled her, "What's wrong?"
Zhao Yanran picked up the remaining clothes on the ground and replied calmly: "Don't ask such a stupid question. Of course I'm going home."
Xu Su frowned unhappily, "Stay with me tonight, don't go home!"
Zhao Yanran answered firmly, "Impossible! I have to go home."
Xu Su was a little annoyed: "Why can't you live with me?"
A dark wound flashed in Zhao Yanran’s cold eyes, and then quickly hid it, “No, I don’t like it.”
Xu Su's eyebrow corners suddenly became infected with a little rot.
"Zhao Yanran, you're really pissing me off! In three years, you've never thought about spending the night with me, nor have you ever agreed to marry me. What's wrong with you?"
Zhao Yanran put on her clothes neatly and elegantly, and said lightly: "I don't want to get married, and I don't want to spend the night with you!"
Her words almost drove Xu Su crazy. He looked into her eyes, which were like fire.
Perhaps this woman was the only one in the world who had the ability to make him lose his mind in happiness the previous moment.
The next moment, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.
For three years, no matter how good he was to her, she always said lightly that she didn't like him.
This tone made him fall from hope to despair time and time again.
But, I really want to break down, but I can’t.
His handsome face was extremely dark. Zhao Yanran put on her clothes, cleaned herself up, put on makeup simply, then picked up her bag and left gracefully.
Only Xu Su was left alone facing this room filled with traces of love.
That night, his circle of friends updated a paragraph like this,
"So-called love for someone is probably... sometimes I love her very much, and sometimes she drives me crazy. More often than not, on the way to buy rice, I see her favorite dish, buy the dish, but forget to buy rice..."
When Liu Zhiyuan and Song Ling saw this circle of friends in the evening, they said different things.
Song Ling said disdainfully: "Childish!"
Liu Zhiyuan said with deep emotion: "It seems that Xu Su is really miserable. It's not easy for a veteran in the love field to be reduced to such a humble state."
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