Jiang Cheng grinned.
His smile was particularly rippling, with a hint of ruffian in his eyes and eyebrows, and he got on the bed while looking at Shen Zhiyi steadily.
"You look so happy, so you must have done a good job playing a trick on people, right?"
"Hey."
Jiang Cheng looked at his charming and graceful wife, whose belly was slightly bulging.
Her eyebrows are delicate, her eyes are lazy, and her heart feels warm and comfortable.
He kept laughing, and the expression on his face was a little out of control. Shen Zhiyi even felt that he looked a little unintelligent now.
"Don't just laugh and keep silent. Tell me what's going on. Who spread those rumors?"
"It definitely isn't Fang Xiaoyu... I think she'd be too busy hiding from this kind of thing, so how could she possibly be so eager to step forward?"
"no."
Jiang Cheng calmed himself down and spoke in a more serious tone.
Hugging Shen Zhiyi and nestling in the warm and soft quilt, there seemed to be no ripples on his resolute and cold face.
He just said as if he was stating something: "Jiang Fener did it."
After saying that, he paused for a while, and then told Shen Zhiyi everything that Zhang Xuewen had investigated.
At the same time, he also explained what he had done today.
After Jiang Cheng finished speaking, Shen Zhiyi really couldn't help but burst out laughing.
The black hair was scattered on the pillow, making the pretty face look beautiful and delicate.
The corners of her upturned eyes were slightly red. I laughed for a long time and still didn't know what adjective to use to describe Jiang Fener.
Finally, he said leisurely, "No... Jiang Fen'er wouldn't be that bad, right?"
"Why is she so not picky about food..."
"Never mind. Maybe it's because she's... so desperate for love?"
"Lack of love?"
Jiang Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly, pursed his thin lips, and said with a hint of sarcasm: "Lack of love is not a reason to be stupid."
"What do you mean by lack of love? Does it mean that the uncles and aunts don't have the time or energy to care for her?"
"But most of us grew up like this, and I haven't seen anyone suffer from lack of love like her."
Jiang Cheng's rough fingertips unconsciously rubbed Shen Zhiyi's fair and slender arms.
His deep gaze seemed to be floating in mid-air, and he said in a low, hoarse voice, "My uncle and aunt have indeed had a hard time."
"But my mother is not much better than them."
"When my brother and I were little, we were often left alone by the adults to play around."
"Go to the river and catch some fish, or go to the mountain and find some pheasant eggs, then roast them over a fire."
"Where in this world are there so many parents who don't need to earn a living and can spend every moment with their children? Do they owe their children this?"
Jiang Cheng frowned and sighed, "As a person, you can't always look at what you don't have, but you should look at what you do have."
"For example, Jiang Fener, why didn't she think carefully about what would have happened to her if no one had adopted her? Or...would she have been thrown away like trash?"
"If it were me, no matter how poor my adoptive parents were, I would never look for my biological parents."
"The grace of giving birth is greater than that of man, and the grace of raising a child is greater than that of heaven."
"??? Eh?? You're good!"
Shen Zhiyi's eyes widened, and he raised his upper body slightly, staring at Jiang Cheng with curiosity: "I see that... so-and-so."
"I really don't know you that well."
"She even has the nerve to call you a soldier who knows nothing about culture."
"I think she is the illiterate one. She can't even read a letter..."
"...Wife, can we please stop talking about her?"
Jiang Cheng now can't help but feel a headache whenever he hears the person from the past.
He always felt that even if Shen Zhiyi apologized, the matter of that person was like a buried bomb. She might bring it up again when she got the urge.
"I'm just standing up for you. I don't mean anything else."
Shen Zhiyi curled his lips and smiled cunningly, like a mean little fox.
She nestled back into Jiang Cheng's arms, raised her chin and kissed him, her voice sweet and soft, coaxing him in a flattering way: "Don't worry, I, Shen Zhiyi, keep my word."
"I have already admitted my mistake and I will definitely not make the same mistake again."
"Really~~ Do you believe me~~"
"Trust, trust, trust."
Jiang Cheng's muscles were tensed up and his ears were burning from her kisses.
He was afraid that if she continued like this, he would lose control again.
It's too late.
Besides, although the doctor said that it was okay to be intimate during the first three months, but... he was too aware of his own strength.
I always think it through clearly in advance, but once I start I just can't stop.
He loved Chen Zhiyi too much, and the possessiveness that males are born with always wanted him to possess her completely and over and over again.
So he was actually very worried that it might hurt the baby in her belly.
"Go to sleep. You must rest well these two days and conserve your energy."
"??? What are you saving your energy for?"
Shen Zhiyi was a little puzzled, it was still very early when she left her life.
"Hmm... Save your energy and wait for the show."
Jiang Cheng stretched out his iron arm, hugged Shen Zhiyi and closed his eyes.
The hot palm was placed on the back of her soft waist, patting it gently again and again, and soon Shen Zhiyi fell asleep.
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