At the end of November, it was the thirteenth week of K University, the usual examination week of each semester, there were no exams for graduate students, and the class organization and civil engineering research professional fellowship, the class president asked her if she wanted to go. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

She is married, and when she goes to join in the fun, she says she is embarrassed.

The squad leader guessed her worries and hurriedly said that she could bring her family and only need to pay for one more person.

This is the largest group activity organized in the class, and the students cherish it. If she didn't go alone, she would inevitably seem a little unsociable, so she asked Shen Xuyao's opinion.

Shen Xuyao replied that he wanted to go, and Zhisu paid for the accommodation of the two. The squad leader asked her if she was traveling by car, and she guessed that it should be, and the squad leader confiscated the couple's bus fare.

The bus drove in front, Shen Xuyao and Zhisu followed, and on the way, Shen Xuyao said, "Zhisu, let's not quarrel, okay?" ”

"I didn't quarrel with you."

You didn't quarrel with me, but you unilaterally declared a cold war to me, Shen Xuyao would rather Zhisu have a big quarrel with him than alienate him.

"I'm sorry, I forgot the child's seven-seven festival last time."

……

Silence restrained the couple like a python, and the air in the car thinned out.

"You bring a set of clothes to work every day, and you change them after work, and those who don't know think that you raised a mistress outside." Zhisu said coldly, but looked at the phone in her hand.

Shen Xuyao's heartbeat skipped a beat, it turned out that she noticed it, but it was not surprising, she had smelled the perfume on his clothes a long time ago, and she was already suspicious at that time, right?

However, she did not debunk it.

His little wife is a very forgiving person!

"Zhisu, do you believe me?"

"I believe everything you say!" Zhisu put down her phone and looked at the man driving calmly.

"Thank you for believing in me! Wife, please give me a little time, and when I am done with these things, I will definitely confess to you. I didn't do anything to be sorry for you! It is my fault to forget the child's sacrifice day, please forgive me for my dereliction of duty as a father. ”

Shen Xuyao is a new father, young and vigorous, and he is dedicated to a thriving game company, and it is inevitable that he will be negligent in his family.

"You shouldn't have said that to me."

The meaning of the first time is too important, the first-born child is gone, it is a lie to say that it is not painful, and it is her biological mother who caused her miscarriage, and the pain is doubled.

"When I go back, I will go to the child's grave and kowtow and kneel down to apologize."

"Do you want your child to die?" Still kowtowing, still kneeling, can the child stand it? Zhi Su glanced at him, a little speechless.

"It's my fault that he can stand it." If he had paid more attention at that time, Zhisu would not have been miscarried by Yao Qing.

When Zhisu heard this, she felt very harsh, and she didn't want to deal with it, so she simply pretended to be asleep.

When they arrived at the destination, everyone set up a tent first, Shen Xuyao bought a luxury version of the tent, Zhisu didn't know much, just handed him something, or pulled a corner.

It didn't take long for the tent to be set up. Zhisu was dragged in by Shen Xuyao, and was stunned by the interior design of these two bedrooms and one living room.

The students came to watch, screaming with envy and making the noise unsettling.

The group purchase tent rented by the squad leader is cheap, durable, and spacious, although it is spacious, but there are many people who want to live, so in comparison, everyone can only envy Zhisu's good life.

Shen Xuyao saw that the students didn't know how to set up tents, so he taught on the spot, and it didn't take long for him to gain a lot of fans and sisters, and everyone simply rushed to observe.

Zhisu didn't like to be busy, looked at the crowded crowd, carried the bag she was carrying, and went to the grass by the river to meditate.

He said, please give him a moment! How long is that? A month, a year, or more?

She didn't know if she had the patience to wait, and she didn't know if she could bear to be deceived in the bones?

The future seems to be a little confused, and the storm has long been brewing. Between them, there will definitely be a big storm at the end.

Shen Xuyao, don't live up to my trust, otherwise what the soothsayer said may become true.

Not long after, Shen Xuyao came to Zhisu's side, a little restrained and a little guilty.

"Wife, you're not jealous of your classmates, are you?"

Did he teach people to set up tents and ignore her? Zhisu shook her head, to be honest, she didn't care much. Come to the river, purely for the solitude of silence.

"Let's go, let's sit and don't work, others will have opinions." He picked up Zhisu and took her hand and walked back.

Over there, firewood has been set up to prepare for the barbecue, Zhisu stepped forward in three steps and two steps, and soon skewered more than a dozen strings, "brushing" and smearing the seasonings, that skillful action, the little friends on the side were stunned.

The squad leader couldn't help but sigh in his heart: This is the strength of a woman who has been honed in the kitchen! It's not at all comparable to these rookies.

After eating the skewers, Shen Xuyao took Zhisu for a walk to eat.

The couple in the moonlight, holding hands, looks like a couple in a close relationship. Zhisu's smile, and even the movement of the corners of his mouth up, all touched his heart.

"You seem to have said such a thing before?"

"Huh?" Shen Xuyao wondered, he didn't know what the snail wife was talking about.

"You used to tell me that if you take a hundred steps after dinner, you will live to ninety-nine." Now, aren't they just doing this?

"It's hard for you to remember." Shen Xuyao smiled and kissed Zhisu's forehead.

It is said that the meaning of the forehead is trust, and Zhisu only knew it when she went to the post bar not long ago. Does this mean that Shen Xuyao has great faith in her, and after thinking about it like this, she feels that it is possible to go on through thick and thin.

"Xu Yao, how long did you say to give you a little time during the day?"

"It won't be very long," Shen Xuyao suddenly felt a little cold, and subconsciously hugged his wife's slender waist, "Zhisu, please believe me!" It really won't take too long, right away, right away. ”

"Good!"

A simple good word made this thirty-two-year-old man almost cry. Shen Xuyao felt that he was so lucky to marry such a beautiful girl.

He hugged her tightly, eager to rub the little woman into his body.

"It's too tight, it's too tight, I can't breathe." Zhisu didn't know what his nerves were all of a sudden, and he almost tied her to death in his arms.

"Wife, I like you so much!"

"How much do you like it?"

"People like you, like your thoughtfulness, like the food you cook, like your eyes, like your eyebrows, like your breasts, like ......"

Zhisu interrupted him at the right time, and if he continued to list like this, it was estimated that the sun would rise tomorrow, and he would not be able to finish it.

When sleeping, Shen Xuyao was in a very happy mood, and his suppressed emotions for many days were swept away, hugging Zhisu and talking sweetly until the breathing of the person in his arms was even.

His eyes sank, and he kissed her forehead again, praying silently in his heart that the storm that fate had placed on their heads was nothing more than a rumor.