Confess love history
Zhao Guomin coaxed Zhao Jianian to sleep, but Song Xiaojuan had not come out yet.
He turned the door of the study; it was not locked.
Song Xiaojuan was seen lying on the table, with her head slightly raised, looking up at Zhao Guomin, with confusion in her eyes.
Zhao Guomin walked over, patted her shoulder, and said softly: "Why are you sleeping here?"
Song Xiaojuan didn't know how to describe her feelings. She knew that her current mentality was not what a mother should have, but she couldn't say these words to him.
The voice was slightly depressed: "Asleep"
Zhao Guomin nodded. Song Xiaojuan put her arms around his waist, pressed her face against his chest, and said in a deep voice, "What would I do if my husband didn't have you? He won't fall asleep no matter how I try to coax him." She actually sounded a little aggrieved in the last sentence.
Zhao Guomin rubbed her head: "Take your time, don't be impatient." He took back the question he wanted to ask and decided to ask again when she was in a better state.
Song Xiaojuan took away her arm around his waist and raised her head in his arms: "By the way, how did your negotiation go?" Zhao Guomin's fruit trees finally blossomed and bore fruit. The grapes and strawberries planted in the greenhouse could not be simply wholesaled to those fruit vendors, and some of them had to be pushed to those beverage factories.
"They don't have a recipe, so they don't dare experiment. They're only making soda right now." Zhao Guomin felt a little helpless when he heard this. Today's drinks were essentially wasted. The factory manager wouldn't listen to anything else, believing his soda was the best in Northeast China and impossible to replace. They hadn't considered transformation.
That's why Zhao Guomin left so happily when he received the call.
"Don't worry, it's not just this one. If it doesn't work out, you can open your own factory."
Zhao Guomin tugged at her ear and said, "Are you the worm in my stomach? I've really thought about it, but I don't have enough money right now, so I have to wait a little longer."
Song Xiaojuan closed her eyes and stopped talking about this. She straightened up, pushed the chair away and stood up, saying, "I'm going to take a shower."
Zhao Guomin put his arm around her waist and whispered in her ear: "Together"
Song Xiaojuan dodged him with a smile, her face flushed slightly, and she spoke very quickly: "No."
"What you didn't do in the bathroom last time, you have to make up for it today." After saying that, without giving Song Xiaojuan a chance to speak, he carried her like a princess into the bathroom.
Zhao Guomin has known Song Xiaojuan for so long, so of course he will not let her go easily, especially since there are no outsiders at home today.
Afterwards, he placed his hands on her breasts: "Tsk, why does it feel like the size is different?" As he spoke, he used his hands to feel it harder.
"Oh, are you sick? It hurts!" Song Xiaojuan pouted and cursed.
Zhao Guomin snuggled up to her neck and laughed: "Have you ever had a boyfriend before?"
The topic changed very quickly.
It's funny that this is the first time they've asked this question after being married for so long.
Zhao Guomin didn't ask at that time because he felt it didn't matter. Everyone has a past and he didn't care much about those things.
Song Xiaojuan didn't ask because she hadn't really fallen in love with Zhao Guomin at that time, so she was not interested in his past.
When did she fall in love with him? If she thought about it carefully, she herself didn't know. It might be when Zhao Guomin stood up for her again and again when she was in trouble, or when she came home after a busy day and saw Zhao Guomin had prepared a table of delicious food for her, or it might be every exciting moment in bed.
In short, this man slowly penetrated into her heart.
"I'm asking you a question." Zhao Guomin pinched her again.
Song Xiaojuan blushed and came out of her thoughts: "Well, let me think about it."
"Oh! Can I get you a calculator?"
Song Xiaojuan chuckled: "That's not necessary. I can still count them on one hand. In fact, I haven't been with many. My first love was in high school, and then one in college. That was it."
Zhao Guomin chuckled: "Precocious, really. Why did you go to different places later?"
Talking about this, Song Xiaojuan has something to say: "The reason for the breakup is so bloody. I was in my second year of high school and he was in his third year. We met in physical education class and fell in love with me at first sight. He was a famous playboy in the school at that time. I couldn't resist his sweet talk and got together with him without thinking. I was so naive at that time. We had been together for half a year, but I didn't let him hold my hand. As a result, he turned around and held the hand of a close friend of mine in high school. My first love was broken like this, and it left a deep shadow on the little me back then." Song Xiaojuan expressed it in a sighing tone.
Zhao Guomin was amused by her and laughed for a long time. He coughed and stopped laughing: "What about university?"
Song Xiaojuan turned over and faced him: "It's not fair, why don't you say anything?"
Zhao Guomin thought that if he told the truth, he probably wouldn't be able to get into bed tonight, so he told a lie: "I've only dated three people since I graduated from high school and college, and they all dumped me. There's nothing to talk about."
Song Xiaojuan narrowed her eyes. She suddenly remembered that she had misunderstood Zhao Guomin as gay. She asked, "What were you two doing in the car at that time?"
Zhao Guomin laughed out loud when she asked him this: "I gave him a ride back to the company that day, but he fell asleep on the seat. When he got out of the car, his clothes got stuck on the side, so I helped him pull them out. What the hell are you thinking?"
"Oh, nothing much."
"No, how do you know him?"
Song Xiaojuan quickly turned over again: "I don't know him."
Zhao Guomin could believe that Song Xiaojuan finally confessed the truth after being punished by Zhao Guomin again.
Song Xiaojuan was going on a business trip the next day. Xiaodong had already visited the fabric factory once before and found basically no problems. Song Xiaojuan went to check it out again and signed the contract after finding no problems.
Zhao Guomin didn't go to the store in the morning. He stayed at home to look after Nian Nian. Aunt Chen came back at noon.
Zhao Guomin was chatting casually and asked: "Have you ever seen a woman's temper become worse after giving birth?"
Aunt Chen was preparing complementary food for Nian Nian: "Wow, that's too much. The last hostess I served was like that. She would cry when the baby cried and would get angry easily over the smallest things. Women have big mood swings after giving birth." She thought Zhao Guomin was still concerned about Song Xiaojuan's temper.
Zhao Guomin smiled and said nothing more. It turned out that everyone was like this. Maybe he was just overthinking it.
In the afternoon, he went to the store to check the accounts and ran into Yang Yue.
Since Yang Yue left her phone number last time, she has used the pendant as an excuse to call him several times.
Zhao Guomin was extremely busy every day and had no time to complain to her: "Whenever you find the pendant, please send it to the fruit store for me. Don't call me anymore. I'm married and it's not appropriate for my lover to misunderstand me." Zhao Guomin's tone was always cold.
Yang Yue said in a tearful tone, "Brother Guomin, you misunderstood. I called you because I feel bad. This pendant is so important to you, and I lost it. I feel so guilty. I'm sorry. If my sister-in-law misunderstood, I'll go and explain it to her."
Zhao Guomin felt that he had made his words so clear, and he didn't know whether the other party really didn't understand or was pretending not to understand, so he hung up the phone directly and didn't call again after that.
Who knew that people would block the store today?
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Xiao Zhao: I’ve only been with three.
Xiao Song: Haha, I don’t believe you. : “:” : “
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