Song Ling just looked at her, raised his lips slightly, and hugged her in.
The door of the villa opened automatically and the maid came to greet him in the villa.
Liu Zhiyuan took two steps and then stopped.
"Honey, my clothes are all wrinkled. Don't we have any clothes at home? I'll wash and dry them later and I can wear them again tomorrow, okay?"
Song Ling said lightly: "No."
He pulled her inside and the maid smiled at her gently.
"Good evening, sir and madam!"
When Liu Zhiyuan was at the Liu family, there were also maids and housekeepers at home, so it was not too surprising.
He just waved to the maid proactively, "Hi, beautiful auntie."
The maid was slightly startled when she was called "Pretty Auntie," but then she smiled and said, "Madam, you are so cute. How can you be beautiful when you are old? If we talk about beauty, you are still the most beautiful!"
Liu Zhiyuan winked at her, "We are all beautiful. We are all beautiful. Hehe..."
The maid smiled complacently and really liked Liu Zhiyuan.
She was a little nervous at first, but not anymore.
Song Ling still looked down at the maid, without even looking at her, and walked directly into the hall with his arms around her.
The maid seemed to be accustomed to Song Ling's indifference and whispered, "Sir, Madam, I have arranged the bedroom. You should go to bed early. Call me if you need anything."
Liu Zhiyuan nodded, "Okay, I understand. Thank you, beautiful aunt."
After the maid left, Liu Zhiyuan began to look at the house carefully.
This villa is not too luxurious or high-end, just like when she was at Liu's house, the decoration is simple and neat. This is what the uncle liked at first sight, and it fits his personality very well.
She admired him very much, so she liked everything about him.
She excitedly pulled him upstairs.
"Honey, can I see our bedroom?"
"able!"
When Liu Zhiyuan opened the bedroom door, she was a little dumbfounded.
Because this bedroom is almost the same as the bedroom in Dongjunyuan, even the quilt cover is her favorite pattern.
The only difference is that this bedroom is bigger than the one in Dongjunyuan.
Her eyes were full of surprise.
"Honey, are you a super impersonator? Why does this place feel like home? When did you arrange this?"
Song Ling confessed, "During the Cold War!"
Although he was candid, he was not completely candid.
What he didn't tell her was that during the Cold War he came back here alone to sleep, but couldn't fall asleep.
Even if I managed to fall asleep, I would wake up in the middle of the night.
Finally, he asked the housekeeper to rearrange the bedroom according to his requirements.
She arranged her bedroom carefully like Dongjunyuan, and even asked the maid to buy a few sets of clothes she liked to wear according to his requirements.
Including pajamas, underwear, coats, shoes and so on.
He made his bedroom exactly like Dongjunyuan to cure his insomnia, as if she was in the bedroom, by his side.
Liu Zhiyuan was obviously flattered and overjoyed.
"Hubby, during the cold war, you wouldn't miss me and lose sleep, would you? So you deliberately arranged the room to be like the one in Dongjun Garden to ease your longing for me?"
Song Ling said proudly, "No!"
Liu Zhiyuan couldn't help but laugh, snuggled into his arms, and acted coquettishly, "Hubby, will you admit it? Admit it, quickly!"
Song Ling coughed lightly and said awkwardly, "Yes."
Liu Zhiyuan was even happier. She ran out of his arms and opened the closet door.
Sure enough, there were a lot of new clothes in it, all of her favorite styles.
Her heart was like spilled milk, sweet and soft everywhere.
What a proud uncle! He missed her so much during the Cold War, but he was unwilling to bow his head and go home to coax her!
Suddenly, she felt very happy.
She covered her mouth in surprise, then ran back to the man excitedly, hugged him, and stuck to him like an octopus.
"Hubby, it turns out you can't do without me. You have good taste, but you still have to learn to cherish your lovely little wife."
After she climbed onto the man, she wrapped him with her hands and feet, looking at him tenderly.
Song Ling looked at her little appearance and couldn't help but sigh.
"Did you do this on purpose?"
His clear voice was somewhat strange and heavy. It echoed in the silent reservoir mountains, spreading out circles of ripples and reaching her ears like a waterline.
For the first time, Liu Zhiyuan completely abandoned her reserve and pushed him harder and harder. The two of them fell on the soft big bed together, and then she entangled him.
"Yes, that's right, I was deliberately irritating you. Husband, come and tease me, I'm fully revived..."
There was a burning warmth under Song Ling's eyes, and he pounced on him again as a wolf.
It was another sleepless night, and the whole room was filled with a lingering atmosphere.
The next morning, Liu Zhiyuan got up and found that there was no one around her.
She got up and went to look for him out of habit, "Husband?"
Song Ling held a morning video meeting on the computer in the study.
After hearing her voice, he replied, "Work."
Liu Zhiyuan pushed open the door of the study next door.
After seeing the man's figure, she felt relieved instantly.
"Good morning, husband.
You're busy, I see the environment downstairs is nice, can I go for a run?"
"Okay!" Song Ling nodded.
Liu Zhiyuan went back to the bedroom to wash up, then picked out a set of sportswear and put on sneakers and went out for a run.
Today, she was in a really good mood, and even after being squeezed by that group of reporters in the middle of the night, she was still interested in running.
The villa was quite big, so she just ran along the road in front of the villa.
Looking at the flowers and plants along the way and admiring the morning dew, I feel very happy.
She didn't know how long she had been running before she saw a man bending over and rummaging around a trash can.
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