Too Much to Chase His Wife: The Movie Emperor Wants to Hug

Hu Jieming always remembered Hu's father's rescue.

"En, okay." Hu Jieming happily went upstairs and changed his clothes. When he went downstairs, he suddenly felt that the situation was not good, and the surrounding atmosphere seemed a little strange.

"Dad? Mom? Zhao Xi?" Hu Jieming quickened his pace downstairs because he couldn't hear the sound, and walked quickly to the living room.

As soon as I arrived at the living room, I saw two uninvited guests—Cheng's father and Cheng's mother.

"Uncle Cheng, Aunt Cheng." Out of politeness, Hu Jieming bowed slightly to Cheng's father and Cheng's mother, then trotted and sat next to Cheng Huaiqing.

It wasn't that he wanted to sit next to Cheng Huaiqing, but that this was the only seat reserved for him.

Coincidentally, he was sitting between Cheng Huaiqing and Cheng's father.

"Jieming, I haven't seen you this year, but I'm still so polite. Brother Hu's education is really good."

Hearing Hu Jieming's greeting, Cheng's father deliberately put aside his embarrassment, and boasted as if nothing had happened on the surface.

Cheng's mother just smiled awkwardly, and said: "Yes, yes, Mr. Hu is also a good teacher, a good teacher."

Mother Hu is fine, although she doesn't want to see them very much, because Zhao Lingxi suffered too much grievance in the Bai family before, almost making things difficult everywhere, Mother Hu really seems to drive them out directly now.

But they are still Cheng Huaiqing's parents no matter what, it's not good to do so, so Mother Hu tried not to say anything to them.

Because of his many years of social experience, Cheng's father still ignored the awkward and freezing atmosphere, and still chatted with nothing to say.

At the dinner table, only Hu Jieming and Hu's father answered Cheng's father's words from time to time, and Zhao Lingxi went out from time to time. Cheng's father and Cheng's mother also answered because they were Cheng Huaiqing's parents, and everyone else ate their own with their heads down.

And Xiao Zhichen was also aware that the atmosphere was not right, so he quietly ate the rice in the bowl with a small spoon.

At the end of the meal, Cheng's father cleared his throat and said the true meaning of today's arrival.

"Actually, I came to see my little grandson. I don't have any other intentions. I hope I won't cause any trouble to you."

"No, no, Mr. Cheng, don't feel embarrassed. Zhichen is also your grandson, so you can visit him naturally." Father Hu said politely.

"Then can I hug him?" Cheng's father said this to Zhao Lingxi, because Zhao Lingxi is the child's mother.

"Um, yes, yes." Zhao Lingxi took the spoon from Zhichen's hand as he said that, and carried Zhichen to Cheng's father.

When Cheng's father was holding Zhichen, Zhichen was a little unwilling to twist and turn to go to the ground. Because Cheng's father was old, he couldn't control the restless Zhichen.

Seeing this, Zhao Lingxi immediately said to Zhichen seriously and gently: "Be good, Zhichen, this is your grandfather. He wants to hug Zhichen, so Zhichen is obedient, okay?"

Zhichen listened to Zhao Lingxi's words and thought for a while, but still struggled a little. Seeing this, Zhao Lingxi picked up Zhichen and whispered something in his ear, then put him back in Cheng's father's arms.

This time Zhichen didn't struggle, but was hugged by Cheng's father obediently.

Although Cheng's father was very curious about what Zhao Lingxi said to Zhichen to make Zhichen so obedient, it was not easy to ask directly.

When Cheng's mother saw that Cheng's father had already embraced him, Cheng's mother was a little anxious and wanted to reach out to hug Zhichen.

Cheng's father looked at Cheng's mother's anxious expression towards me and guessed what Cheng's mother was thinking, and hugged Zhichen on Cheng's mother's lap.

Cheng's mother was so happy, she looked to the left and then looked again, the more she looked, the more she liked it.

While Cheng's mother was still in the joy of hugging her grandson, Cheng's father asked Zhao Lingxi.

"Have you not gone to get your marriage certificate yet?"

"Yes, yes. But we've already made up our minds. We'll pick it up on Zhichen's birthday. That's more meaningful." Zhao Lingxi replied.

"Oh, that's fine. Then are you going to have a wedding?" Cheng's father is not as harsh as before, and now he looks like an amiable old man, which makes Zhao Lingxi really not used to it.

"It's not confirmed yet, but..."

"What on earth are you here for today?" Cheng Huaiqing really couldn't take it anymore. Cheng's parents and Cheng's mother have been here for so long, and every sentence is just talking about this and that, and none of them really hit the point. What I can't bear is this oblique talk.

"Actually, we just want to see our grandson, and we have no other malicious intentions." Cheng's father was a little at a loss for Cheng Huaiqing's slightly hostile tone.

"Since this is the case, you can see it. If you see it, go back first. It's too late." Cheng Huaiqing didn't know what happened, and kept showing a very unwelcome look.

"Hehe, yes, yes, it's really too late now, so we won't bother you anymore." Cheng's father hugged Zhichen from Cheng's mother's arms, squeezed Zhichen's fleshy little face, and handed Zhichen to Zhao Lingxi.

Got up and opened, probably after hearing the door closing, Hu's mother was very dissatisfied with the time when everyone planned to have a good meal together happily, but was ruined by Cheng's father and Cheng's mother's appearance, and went upstairs dissatisfied .

Mother Hu didn't target anyone, she was simply angry with Cheng's parents, who made them treat Zhao Lingxi like that before.

Seeing this, Hu's father also got up and said "rest early" and went upstairs.

Zhao Lingxi hugged Zhichen and sat down. As soon as she sat down, Cheng Huaiqing took Zhao Lingxi's arm and pulled her up and walked upstairs.

Hu Jieming, a widowed old man, watched the couples go upstairs, leaving him here alone.

Forget it, he goes upstairs too.

"Auntie, please clean up here."

"Okay, got it." Auntie brought a rag from the kitchen and began to clean up the dishes.

After Zhao Lingxi carried Zhichen into the bedroom, he began to bathe Zhichen, and did not mention what happened just now to Cheng Huaiqing.

As soon as Cheng Huaiqing entered the room, he began to sit there with his head bowed in thought, not knowing what else to think.

After taking a bath for Zhichen, Zhao Lingxi took her own clothes into the bathroom and said to Zhichen who had put on her pajamas, "I'm going to play with my father, and my mother is going to take a bath".

Zhichen bouncing over to Cheng Huaiqing's side, lay down against Cheng Huaiqing without saying a word, and picked up the iPad next to Cheng Huaiqing to play.

"What are you playing?" Cheng Huaiqing saw that Zhichen found the game with ease and started playing.

"." Zhichen concentrated on playing, but did not answer Cheng Huaiqing.

"Okay, you ignore me." Cheng Huaiqing said in an aggrieved tone.

"Busy." Zhichen's little fingers swipe back and forth on the screen inflexibly.

"Why are you busy playing games?" Cheng Huaiqing felt ridiculous when he heard Zhichen say that he was busy. He was playing games in front of me, and even said that he was busy in front of my face.

Cheng Huaiqing thought about it, could Zhichen be saying that he was busy playing games?
"Tsk..." Zhichen clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction and disgust.

"Okay, okay, you're busy, you're busy." Cheng Huaiqing immediately compromised.

Not long after, Zhao Lingxi came out, looked at Zhichen who still had his head down, reached out to pat him, and said with a smile, "Come on, Zhichen's mother is taking you back to sleep."

"Okay." When Zhichen heard that Zhao Lingxi was going to carry him back to his room to sleep, he immediately put down his phone and walked into Zhao Lingxi's arms.

Cheng Huaiqing only thought that Zhao Lingxi was just going to take Zhichen to sleep and then came over, but he didn't expect that no one came back after twelve o'clock.

He came to Zhichen's bedroom, tiptoedly opened the door, and saw Zhao Lingxi and Zhichen who were already fast asleep.

Cheng Huaiqing didn't want to share the bed with his wife, he bent down gently to carry Zhao Lingxi back to the room.

When Cheng Huaiqing lifted Zhao Lingxi's quilt, Zhao Lingxi was startled awake.

He asked softly, "What are you doing?"
When Cheng Huaiqing heard Zhao Lingxi's question, the embarrassment flashed across his face, but he quickly covered it up, frowned, and asked, "Why are you sleeping here?"
Zhao Lingxi still didn't wake up, stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, and said in a confused voice, "I just promised Zhichen to sleep with him tonight."

"That's what you whispered just now?" No wonder he let his father hug him so obediently just now.

Because since returning to China, except for the first night and one of the second nights when I slept with Zhao Lingxi, Cheng Huaiqing forcibly stopped the rest of the nights.

"Well, you should go back to sleep early too." Zhao Lingxi covered the quilt again.

"I want to sleep here too." Cheng Huaiqing sat down and prepared to put his slippers on the bed, but was stopped by Zhao Lingxi.

"No, you'd better go back to sleep, Zhichen will wake up tomorrow and find you sleeping here too, he will be angry all day."

When Zhao Lingxi thought of the last time Zhao Lingxi slept with Zhichen and found that Cheng Huaiqing was there and clinging to Zhao Lingxi like an octopus the next day, she immediately cried, crying so heartbreakingly.No matter how I coaxed him, I couldn't coax him well. I was angry for a day, and it was much better the next day.

When Cheng Huaiqing heard this, he thought for a while and it was true that this little ancestor was not easy to deal with.

Cheng Huaiqing had no choice but to get up and put on his shoes, and tiptoed out of Zhichen's bedroom just like when he came here, and gently closed the door, and went back to the room wearily. After returning to the room, Cheng Huaiqing lay down and picked up the phone Initiated a text message to Zhao Lingxi.

"I have insomnia, you chat with me."

"Why do you have insomnia?" Zhao Lingxi had already closed her eyes and was going to sleep, when the notification sound on her phone rang.

"Because the pinyin of sleep is - shui mian
The pinyin for insomnia is—shi mian" Cheng Huaiqing sent Zhao Lingxi some confused words.

"so what"?
"There's a u missing, didn't you see it?" Cheng Huaiqing was looking forward to Zhao Lingxi's reaction when he was proud of his skills in teasing girls.

Zhao Lingxi on the other end responded with a faint "Oh."
"Just, oh?" Cheng Huaiqing was a little frustrated.

Is it because he has lost his charm or is this love talk immune to her at all?
"What else?"
Cheng Huaiqing thought for a while, and quickly typed "Otherwise you will."

"Otherwise what?" Zhao Lingxi asked.

"Otherwise, you can marry me." Cheng Huaiqing typed out this text quickly.

The display on the other end is currently inputting, but it suddenly changes back to the note, which is inputting again.

After repeated repetitions, Zhao Lingxi finally only replied "OK".

Because of a good word, Cheng Huaiqing turned off the phone screen contentedly.

Staring at the ceiling full of anticipation and fantasy of a happy life in the future.

As for Zhao Lingxi, she might be too excited to sleep all night, because this seems to be a marriage proposal?
Cheng Huaiqing thought for a long time, and there were still several months before Zhichen's birthday, why not hold the wedding first to let everyone know that Zhao Lingxi is his wife, and then go to get the marriage certificate.

Early the next morning, Hu Jieming received a WeChat message from Cheng Huaiqing, directly asking Hu Jieming to help prepare for the wedding.

And the last sentence is: "I know you don't necessarily know how the wedding is prepared, so I also asked my dad to help you."

This is at?Are you making fun of him for not being married?