A Long Way to Marriage: Sweet New Wife Loves Not Enough

That's what he said, but Zheng Wen didn't dare to compliment her too much.

His brows and eyes were slightly closed, and it took a long time to pull the corners of his lips, and he sneered resentfully, and then said sadly: "Forget it, it's better not to say these things in the open, the old man will be unhappy."

At this time, her cell phone rang in due course.

He took out the phone from his pocket, glanced at the name of the caller displayed on it, his brows and eyes trembled inadvertently, and then turned his head to look at Song Yang, with a bit of apology in his tone: "You go first, I'll pick it up Telephone."

"kindness."

In this regard, Song Yang has no meaning.

With deep eyebrows and eyes, after a faint reply, he immediately left first.

Zheng Wen didn't want to walk aside, and put the mobile phone in her hand to her ear. Although her tone was understated, she was obviously impatient: "What's wrong?"

Song Yang walked in front.

I heard it a little bit, but didn't care.

After walking a little farther, I belatedly looked back in her direction.

Silently, there was no life in the clear and juan eyes.

he thinks.

Probably, she will never have a life like Rong Che and Lin Qinghuan's in this life, right?
But it was only for a moment, and soon he turned his head silently.

The birthday of the beloved daughter of the Song family was naturally full of guests. Seeing him appearing at the door, many people subconsciously turned their attention to him.

He still smiled gently and leisurely, as if he never had the slightest objection.

*
And Rong Che's side.

Rong Che hugged Lin Qinghuan to the bed and put it down carefully, but he didn't get up immediately, but turned to wrap Lin Qinghuan in his arms, half hugging her, with most of his body pressed against her.

But not putting all the weight on it.

Instead, he propped himself up halfway on his elbows, buried his chin deep in the hollow of her neck, softly and affectionately called her name in a low voice: "Huanhuan..."

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

No answer.

But Rong Che knew she heard it.

Seeing that she didn't respond, he rubbed her shoulders like a child, with a little dissatisfaction in his tone: "I know you're awake, can you talk to me for a while? You haven't talked to me for a while. Speak."

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

Still nothing.

Is it that long?
Obviously only for a while, okay?
Besides, didn't he talk to her when she woke up just now?
Before she could speak, Rong Che raised his head from her neck, and kissed her earlobe and cheek in a playful manner, making half of her body itchy.

"..."

Frowning, with a little impatience in his tone: "Don't do it, you are so annoying!"

Rong Che: "Who told you to ignore me?"

"I'm asleep!"

Rong Che: "Didn't you wake up when you came up just now? You fell asleep again after a while?"

Lin Qinghuan: "I didn't sleep well in the first place, so I was reluctant to be woken up by you, okay?"

"Blame me again!"

"Don't blame who you blame?"

Rong Che: "..."

It's Song Yang's fault!

They're all such bastards!
but.

Lin Qinghuan didn't know.

Simply, there is nothing to shirk.

But since you're already awake, don't sleep at all!

Simply, he propped himself up and looked down at her from a high position. After a while, he said, "I just woke up in the morning, and now I'm going to sleep again. Knowing that you are pregnant, you will inevitably be a bit delicate, but you can't be lazy like this, right?" ?”

"Move before you go to sleep!"

Lin Qinghuan: "But I just don't want to move!"

Rong Che: "If you don't want to move, you have to move, or you will hurt the baby!"

Lin Qinghuan flattened the corners of her lips: "You know again?"

Rong Che: "In this regard, no matter what, I'm already a half-expert!"

Raising Siyuan is one thing.

In addition, Lin Qinghuan was pregnant again, he had nothing to do some time ago, he read a lot of books in his free time, and he also knew something about Zhu Qingwen's relationship with him.

So, after finishing speaking, he immediately got up and sat up, and pulled Lin Qinghuan up from the bed by the way: "Moderate exercise is good for you and your child, don't lie down all day long!"

Lin Qinghuan always doesn't think about it, but she can't hold back Rong Che's soft-heartedness.

Reluctantly, he glanced sideways at the surroundings: "I'm at home, how can I move?"

The compound dormitory does not need his villa, and it would take half an hour to walk down the garden.

There is also a small garden behind the apartment, but after tens of square meters, and no one takes care of it, it can basically be said to be deserted.

You can walk around in other places in the compound.

But because most of them are accommodations for senior generals, the security level is extra strict, and there are guards everywhere, which is not interesting.

Rong Che didn't want to go out either.

It's cooling down, it's too cold.

But in the room...

There really isn't much to do.

but……

I don't know what to think.

Involuntarily, he lowered his eyes and glanced at the bed under him.

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

It happened to be in his eyes, and in an instant, he was a little angry.

She slapped him on the heart without mercy.

"Well……"

Lin Qinghuan's attack on her was naturally harmless.

But it still looks like it needs to be done.

Frowning, covering his chest with a face of pain, he complained dissatisfiedly: "Are you trying to murder your husband?"

"It was you who wanted to murder me first!"

Rong Che was a little aggrieved: "Where am I!"
"No wonder!"

Rong Che: "Then tell me clearly, why do I have it?"

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

I won't say it!

Rong Che: "Can't you say it? Isn't it not?"

Lin Qinghuan: "I'm too lazy to talk to you, okay?"

"Look at it, and you still say that you are not lazy? Are you too lazy to talk?"

Rong Che seemed to have finally found her fault, and sat sideways on her lap, but instead of putting his body weight on it, he knelt between her legs, and then held her in his arms, carefully hold.

Immediately, eyes were full of nostalgia and tenderness: "I'm so lazy, what will happen when the baby is born and follows your personality!"

"I'm just too lazy to talk to you, I'm still willing to talk."

Rong Che: "That's even worse!"

"My wife and children don't talk to me, so how will I live in the future?"

Lin Qinghuan: "How do you want to live?"

Rong Che smirked, then lowered his eyes and kissed her earlobe lightly, and then said: "I want to torment you every day!"

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

asshole!

Rong Che didn't care either.

Dragging her waist, he carried her off the bed, put her on the small sofa beside him, and then went to the cloakroom to get a pair of soft and comfortable shoes for her to put on.

"Just walk around casually, too strenuous exercise is not suitable now."

Lin Qinghuan: "Then what is too strenuous exercise?"

Rong Che: "..."

Then, he frowned slightly, with a smirk in his tone: "Do you really want to know?"

Lin Qinghuan nodded: "En."

Rong Che frowned inadvertently, as if there was a pit in front of him waiting for him to jump down.

but……

I have to say again.

I just had to say it quietly.

He leaned over and whispered in her ear: "Of course it's...running!"

Lin Qinghuan: "..."

Just pretend for me!

She gave him a blank look impatiently, and ignored him again.

Rong Che could only coax him nicely.

Lin Qinghuan half-heartedly asked him to promise not to drag her to do those things in the future.

Rong Che had no intention of doing anything.

But this little goblin, as if he wanted to eat her anytime, refused to worry about anything!

Really...

There is nothing to do with her.

*
At this moment, the Song family.

Song Yang's predecessors and future generations always have different emotions.

At this moment, his brows and eyes are slightly closed, his eyes are fixed on a relatively illusory corner, and his knuckle fingers are casually unbuttoning the shirt.

Hearing a slightly peaceful knock on the door from outside, he came back to his senses a little.

After tidying up quickly, I changed into a relatively comfortable home clothes and went out to open the door.

"dad."

Song Li'an: "En." After being silent for a while, he said again: "Didn't bother you?"

Song Yang's eyes drooped slightly, and there was a little powerlessness in his tone: "No."

Song Li'an: "..."

Her thin lips were slightly raised, but she obviously didn't know what to say.

After hesitating for a while, he changed the subject calmly: "I heard that Rong Che asked Qing Huan to move to the compound with him?"

Song Yang: "..."

Slightly hesitant.

But in the end, he still spoke frankly, and said truthfully: "Well, I just met when I came back, and we chatted for a while."

"Oh."

However, what they talked about was not what Song Lian cared about.

But...

It was the little child who always looked at her timidly, but now he still grew up with a big girl, and he couldn't help but pay attention to him.

"Will they live here forever?"

Song Yang shook his head: "Not necessarily?"

Song Li'an: "What?"

Song Yang chuckled lightly, then raised his eyes to look at Song Li'an calmly: "Isn't it mainly because of Rong Che's thoughts? If he is not willing to stay here for a long time, Qing Huan will never stay for a long time time."

Song Li'an felt a little melancholy: "That's true..."

Song Yang: "..."

do not know why.

There is always something unbearable.

So after being silent for a while, he said again: "But they should have been there before they went to Sweden. As you know, Rong submitted the application for going abroad mainly because he wanted to go to Sweden to see Siyuan, but before that, the Qingcheng case He has to follow up for a while, that is to say, he will go on a mission tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and he will not be able to return in about a week."

"So... for the next half of the time, Qing Huan should be there."

Song Li'an: "Oh, yes, also..."

Rong Che was worried about leaving Lin Qinghuan outside alone, fearing that she would be in danger, so he insisted on taking Lin Qinghuan in.

So before he deals with the matter at hand, people are naturally there.

Song Yang: "..."

The corners of his mouth were inadvertently tugged, and then he reminded with a smirk: "But I think we'd better not bother, the old man loves Ming Jia so much, if it wasn't for Qing Huan who was with Rong Che, he might not be able to Tolerate her."