Sure enough, she didn't ask, closed the bathroom door, and walked out of the bathroom in embarrassment.

Tang Yu took a bath and when he came out of the bathroom, he didn't see her in the room. Where did it go?

He wiped his wet hair as he pulled open the door and walked out. In the villa, it was as bright as day, and I swept around but there was no shadow.

"Stars?"

There was a call, but no one answered.

Just as he was in doubt, he heard an exclamation of 'ah' coming from the kitchen downstairs. Tang Yu's heart tightened, and he strode downstairs almost immediately.

"What's wrong?" Opened the kitchen door, strode in, and asked in a deep voice.

Song Zhixing was standing in front of the rows of various ovens in the kitchen, pinching his fingers to his lips and blowing. The pain made the little face wrinkled.

"What are you doing?" Tang Yu saw that she had no other injuries, he breathed a sigh of relief, walked over, took her hand in his hand, and saw that his originally snow-white fingers were hot and red at this moment, he dragged her to the water, and took cold water to flush it, "How did it get hot?" ”

"I was giving you hot food, I forgot to wear heat-insulating gloves, and I accidentally burned it." Song Zhixing muttered. Some chagrin. She didn't have the opportunity to cook at home at all, so even simple hot dishes were poured for a long time.

Tang Yu looked at her with deep eyes, and suddenly raised his lips and smiled charmingly. She was annoyed that she couldn't even use a microwave, and when she bumped into his laughter, she always felt that he was making fun of herself. Embarrassed, he hit him with an elbow weakly, "What are you laughing at?" Don't laugh anymore. ”

Shui Ling's eyes glared at him angrily.

However, those eyes, under the light, the water rippled and bloomed with a gurgling luster, not like anger, but more like seduction, sultry to the extreme. Tang Yu looked at it, his mind fluctuated greatly, and he kissed her scalded finger, as if it was not enough, and leaned over again, raised her little face, and kissed her lips again. Song Zhixing snorted lightly, and his legs were a little weak when he kissed him.

After a long time, let go of her, and the mist under her eyes became much more moving. He smiled, "I'm surprised. ”

"Surprised by what?"

"It turns out that you are more suitable to be a wife than I thought. And I've been treating you like a child. His voice was deep, and in the dark of night, it sounded especially heartwarming.

Song Zhixing leaned on the glass platform, stood on his chest, looked up at this charming man, and said seriously: "I know that you treat me as a child, but when I married you, I took it seriously, not to play around with you." ”

Song Zhixing stuffed his hand into his palm, "I want to be a good wife like others." I know that I may not be good anywhere, and I am not as good as my aunt in many places, but I will make myself better to stand by your side. ”

The voice of her heart made Tang Yu's heart shake, and a ** warm current rippled in the bottom of her heart. In the end, he said emotionally: "Becoming excellent is becoming excellent, but don't hurt yourself." And, in my eyes - you are better than anyone else. ”

The last few words fell in Song Zhixing's ears, and she felt that this was the most beautiful and best love words. The smile widened on the little face, and even the voice became very sweet, "This time it was an accident, and it won't be like this next time I have experience." ”

Tang Yu asked her to stand aside, put on heat-insulating gloves, and took the meal out of the microwave, he took a look, "It's okay, it's not paste, the first time it was a success." ”

Embarrassment.

Is this a compliment or a detriment to her?

Tang Yu originally didn't have much appetite, but as a result, as soon as the fragrance came out, he wanted to eat it. Especially with her.

"Would you like to have some?" Tang Yu took a spoon and scooped her into soup.

"But I've already rinsed my mouth."

"I'll wash up again later."

Song Zhixing obediently opened his lips and drank the soup. Tonight's soup, she felt was more delicious than ever.

"Have you figured out where you're going to play?" Tang Yu asked her.

"Now that your mother is sick, can you still play? It's okay for me, it's okay to take it slowly. ”

Tang Yu's head, indeed, he can't rest assured if he leaves now.

"By the way, put your hand out." Tang Yu remembered something and put down the dishes.

Song Zhixing was a little puzzled, but he still stretched out his hands in front of him. Tang Yu gently clasped her right hand, and then, in her surprise and joy, a ring was firmly put into her finger from her fingertips.

The light swept over the diamonds on the ring, casting a brilliant streamer, and Song Zhixing's eyes heated.

"It's your turn." Tang Yu handed her another simple men's ring.

Song Zhixing held the ring, and only felt that everything was so sacred. She slowly and solemnly put the ring between Tang Yu's fingers.

"When did you prepare?" Song Zhixing was pleasantly surprised. Fingers, kept rubbing slowly on the ring.

"Originally, I was going to take you to buy it after I got the certificate today, but then something happened, and I could only take the time to go alone." Fortunately, he knows everything about her, including the size of her fingers. "Like it or not?"

Song Zhixing nodded, Tang Yu also knew her preferences, and it was impossible for her not to like the things he picked. Besides, it's still such a different thing.

As long as he bought it, as long as it was a wedding ring, she liked it. Whether it's gorgeous or simple, she loves it. Song Zhixing realized after a long time that these things became so sacred only because he did them. If you were a different person, you wouldn't have such a heartbeat.

Song Zhixing was thinking about it, when suddenly, inadvertently swept his arm under his pajamas. There seemed to be a long wound on the strong arm.

While he wasn't paying attention, she neatly lifted his sleeve. A wound, from his wrist, almost to his elbow, was shocking to watch.

Song Zhixing's heart ached, "What's the matter?" ”

"Minor problem." Tang Yu's expression was very light, "I've already dealt with it well." ”

"How?" Song Zhixing's fingers rubbed against the edge of the wound, his brows furrowed.

Tang Yu lowered his sleeves, and when he saw that she had been looking at him with an inquiring gaze, he told the truth, "My mother was emotional and scratched the porcelain piece of the vase. ”

"Is she so sick?" So serious that even his own son was hurt?

"So, that's why I don't want you to meet her." Tang Yu looked at her gaze and deepened it, "Lest she hurt you by mistake." ”

It's entirely possible!

She bowed her head, "Then I'm gone." When my condition improves, it's not too late for me to see you again. However, your wound has to be dealt with now. ”

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Following.

Early in the morning, when Song Zhixing woke up, Tang Yu had already woken up.

"What time is it?" She asked lazily.

"It's only past 8 o'clock." Tang Yu's hand was still pillowed behind her head, holding the back of her head, and her handsome face rubbed greedily between her hair, "Sleep for a while, it's still early." ”

[Good night! Arrived home on the 28th~~~】