He’s As Dazzling As The Stars

Sure enough, she didn't ask any more, closed the bathroom door, and exited the bathroom embarrassedly.

Tang Yu didn't see her in the room when he came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. Where did you go?

Wiping his wet hair, he opened the door and went out. In the villa, it was as bright as daylight, but no shadow was seen after sweeping it around.

"star?"

There was a call, but no one responded.

When he was suspicious, he heard an exclamation of ‘ah’ coming from the kitchen downstairs. Tang Yu's heart tightened, and he strode downstairs almost immediately.

"What's the matter?" He opened the door of the kitchen, stepped forward, and asked in a deep voice.

Song Zhixing was standing facing the rows of ovens in the kitchen, pinching his fingers and blowing on his lips. My face was wrinkled in pain.

"What are you doing?" Tang Yu saw that she had no other injuries. He breathed a sigh of relief. He walked over and took her hand. He saw that her white fingers were hot and red now, and he dragged him. She went under the water and charged cold water, "How did it get hot?"

"I'm warming up food for you. I forgot to wear heat-proof gloves. I accidentally burned it." Song Zhixing mumbled. A little annoyed. She didn't have the chance to cook at home, so even simple hot dishes were left for a long time.

Tang Yu looked at her with deep eyes, and suddenly raised his lips with a charming smile. She was annoyed that she could not even use a microwave oven, and she ran into him laughing, always thinking that he was making fun of herself. He was embarrassed and hit him with his elbow with a guilty conscience, "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 waves rippling, showing a lustrous luster, not like anger, but more like a temptation, so sultry to the extreme. Tang Yu watched, his thoughts fluctuated sharply, and kissed her burnt finger. As if not feeling enough, he leaned over, raised her small face, and kissed her lips again. Song Zhixing snorted softly, and his legs felt a little weak after being kissed.

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

"What's the surprise?"

"It turns out that you are more suitable to be a wife than I thought. But I still treat you like a child." His voice was low, and it sounded particularly exciting in the dark.

Song Zhixing leaned on Liulitai, standing in front of him, looking up at this charming man, and said seriously: "I know you treat me as a child, but I am serious about marrying you, not making trouble with you. play."

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

The voice of her heart made Tang Yu's heart sway, waves of warm current rippling in the bottom of his heart. In the end, he said emotionally: "Become excellent and become excellent, but you must not hurt yourself. Moreover, in my eyes-you are better than anyone else."

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

Tang Yu asked her to stand aside, put on heat-resistant gloves, and took the meal out of the microwave. He glanced at it, "Fortunately, there is no paste, the first time is considered a success."

Oops.

Is this complimenting her or detrimental to her?

Tang Yu had no appetite at first, but as soon as the fragrance came out, he wanted to eat it. Especially with her.

"Would you like to eat something?" Tang Yu took a spoon and gave her a mouthful of soup.

"But I have rinsed my mouth."

"I will re-wash with me in a while."

Song Zhixing opened her lips obediently and drank the soup. She thinks the soup tonight is more delicious than ever.

"Have you thought about where to go to play?" Tang Yu asked her.

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

Tang Yu nodded, indeed, he could not rest assured when he left now.

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

Song Zhixing didn't understand, but still opened his hands and stretched out in front of him. Tang Yu gently clasped her right hand, and then, under her surprise and joy, a ring was firmly slipped into her fingertips from her fingertips.

The light flashed across the diamond on the ring, casting a bright stream of light, and Song Zhixing's eyes were hot.

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

Song Zhixing held the ring, only feeling 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. The fingers have been slowly rubbing on the ring.

"Originally, I wanted to take you to buy it after I got the certificate today, but after an accident, I can only find time to go there alone." Fortunately, he knew everything about her, including the size of her fingers. "like or not?"

Song Zhixing nodded, Tang Yu also knew her preferences very well, she couldn't dislike the things he picked. Besides, it is still such a thing with such a different meaning.

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 that these things only became so sacred because he did it. For another person, there will be no such heartbeat.

Song Zhixing was thinking, suddenly, inadvertently swept his arm under his pajamas. There seemed to be a long wound on that sturdy arm.

While he was not paying attention, she rolled up his sleeves neatly. A wound, from the place of his wrist, was about to bend to the elbow, looking at it, it was shocking.

Song Zhixing felt a pain, "What's the matter?"

"Small problem." Tang Yu's expression was light, "It has been dealt with properly."

"How did it come?" Song Zhixing rubbed his fingers on the edge of the wound, frowning.

Tang Yu put down her sleeves and saw that she was looking at him with the gaze she had been searching for, and told the truth, "My mother was very emotional and scratched with the porcelain pieces of the vase."

"Is her condition so serious?" It was so serious that even his son was hurt?

"So, this is the reason why I don't want you to meet her." Tang Yu looked at her with a deeper gaze, "so that she won't hurt you by mistake."

This is entirely possible!

She nodded, "Then I won't see. When I get better in the future, it's not too late for me to see you again. However, you have to deal with this wound now."

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The next day.

When Song Zhixing woke up early in the morning, Tang Yu was already awake.

"What time is it?" she asked lazily.

"It's just after 8 o'clock." Tang Yu's hand was still on the back of her head, holding the back of her head, his handsome face rubbed against her hair greedily, "It's still early to go to bed."

【good night! Get home on the 28th~~~】

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