Flash Marriage Wife: The Cold-Blooded President Dotes Too Much

After sending An Xiaojing off, An Xianyang went home. He hadn't been home for a few days because of a case. When he thought of Su Muying staying at home pitifully, his heart ached for a while, and he stepped on the gas pedal again. , I want to go home quickly and hug my precious wife.

"Mu Ying?"

When we got downstairs, it was already completely dark, looking up at the dark windows of his house, An Xianyang felt a little strange, could it be that Su Muying was not at home, did he go out?

When he went upstairs, the door was unlocked, it seemed that he was at home, An Xianyang thought that Su Muying was asleep, so he walked in lightly, and when he was about to enter his room, he suddenly heard Xiao Shun coming into the room and crying sound.

Opening the door, An Xianyang squinted his eyes to look for Su Muying's figure. Even in the dark, with the reflection of the moonlight, An Xianyang still saw Su Muying huddled in the corner and the tears on her cheek.

An Xianyang stepped forward quickly, and hugged Su Muying tightly into his arms distressedly. He felt that the person in his arms froze first, and then gradually relaxed when he realized that it was him.

At this time, An Xianyang couldn't help feeling a little proud.

Only myself can make her let go of her guard.

An Xianyang was not in a hurry to ask, but just hugged her quietly and patted Su Muying's back gently, as patiently and gently as if coaxing a child. When he felt that Su Muying's mood had stabilized, he thought about it For a moment, ask slowly.

"Mu Ying, what happened? Why are you hiding and crying?"

It may be because she hasn't heard her husband's voice for a long time, Su Muying's originally stabilized mood gradually became a little agitated, she tried her best to cover her mouth to prevent herself from crying, and couldn't restrain her shrugged shoulders, making An Xianyang I feel even more distressed.

An Xianyang stayed with Su Muying for a long time again, and when Su Muying finished venting his emotions, he silently breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this time he didn't rush to ask first, but took Su Muying back to his bedroom.

Turn on the bedside lamp and adjust the light to the softest level, so as not to hurt Su Muying's eyes in the dark for a long time, An Xianyang turned his head and saw Su Muying's miserable appearance clearly.

"What's going on here."

An Xianyang didn't care about tenderness anymore, he hugged Su Muying into his arms, as if he wanted to carve her into his body vigorously, until Su Muying writhed uncomfortably, An Xianyang slowly let go.

There were still tears on Su Muying's face, she looked up at An Xianyang, and called his name pitifully.

"What happened, can you tell me?"

An Xianyang coaxed Su Muying to tell the story of the incident by being persuasive and persuasive.

"Come on!"

Su Muying choked up a little.

At noon, she felt that the weather was fine, and wanted to give Xiao Shun a bath. While washing, she unconsciously remembered what Xiao Li said when she went to Leng's house, and Xiao Shun choked if she didn't pay attention. A few saliva.

She anxiously sent Xiao Shun to the hospital. Fortunately, Xiao Shun was fine, but Su Muying was still guilty and remorseful. She kept blaming herself. Before An Xianyang came back, she had remained in that state for an afternoon up.

Hearing this, An Xianyang couldn't help patting her head twice, which frightened Su Muying, thinking that An Xianyang was going to hit her, she was very scared, but she felt in her heart that she didn't take good care of Xiao Shunlai. Hit, so she closed her eyes abruptly, without avoiding it, just stiffened like this, trembling uncontrollably.

An Xianyang was so distressed that he couldn't speak, he took a few deep breaths, tried to stabilize his voice so that he didn't tremble, and said softly to Su Muying: "I'm sorry, Mu Ying, I'm sorry, I'm late."

Su Muying slowly opened her eyes, seeing the self-blame and distress in An Xianyang's eyes, she couldn't care about herself anymore, and instead comforted him: "It's okay, Xianyang, I'm fine."

The two hugged each other and smiled, trying their best to relieve each other's emotions, enjoying this moment of peace.

"All right."

An Xianyang slowly let go of Su Muying's hands that were tightly hugging him. He knew that Su Muying's character was very sensitive, so he wanted to relieve her, "We didn't want such a thing to happen. It's all my fault. I'm busy with work these days. I don't have time to see you and Xiao Shun come."

Su Muying shook her head, and said disappointedly: "Xianyang, I don't blame you, I think, I am really a failed mother, I have caused Xiao Shunlai to be in danger several times, I am not worthy to be his mother, and I still delayed You back off."

In the end, she was a little desperate: "I really failed."

Su Muying also doesn't understand, as a mother, she has become so fragile.

All words seemed to be very weak, An Xianyang kissed her softly, trying to convey some confidence and hope to her.

After a while, both of them stabilized their emotions. Su Muying was really tired, so she leaned on An Xianyang and fell asleep unknowingly.

An Xianyang looked down at Su Muying's peaceful sleeping face, and felt very anxious in his heart. He desperately wanted Su Muying to get rid of such a depressed mood, but he also knew that he couldn't remember this matter, and he could only rely on time to heal the wound.

In the dark night, a low sigh came faintly.

After falling asleep, it was noon the next day. Su Muying was worried that Xiao Shun would come, and An Xianyang hadn’t come home for a long time. She was lonely and worried, and she hadn’t slept soundly for a long time, and An Xianyang was also busy with the case. In the police station, they often fell asleep on the sofa, both of them were physically and mentally exhausted.

It was already high in the sun, and a slightly petite body finally moved on the bed.

As soon as Su Muying opened her eyes, she found that she was hugged tightly by An Xianyang, and she almost forgot what it was like.

She couldn't help coveting An Xianyang's breath for a while, but Su Muying knew that An Xianyang still had work to do, even though she was very reluctant to part with his embrace, she pressed down her reluctance and called An Xianyang.

Perhaps what worries him the most is work.

Seeing An Xianyang opened his eyes in a daze, Su Muying thought with some loss, and unconsciously let out a sigh.

To Su Muying's surprise, An Xianyang didn't look for his watch in a hurry to check the time as usual, but stood up abruptly, pressing her down and kissing her passionately.

Caught off guard, Su Muying was doted on by An Xianyang, and she kept trying to remind him that it was time to go to work, but her reason had already been destroyed by An Xianyang's enthusiasm, so she had to let him mess around.

An Xianyang didn't torment Su Muying hard, but just relieved his desire a little, and then let her go.

But Su Muying thought that some of her shy reactions did not satisfy An Xianyang, so she bit her lip, pulled An Xianyang who was about to get up, offered her own lips, and showed herself in front of An Xianyang without reservation.

Seeing this situation, An Xianyang tried his best to prevent himself from rushing forward again, but he also understood Su Muying's thoughts, and kissed her forehead pitifully.

"I wronged myself because I wanted to take you out to relax this afternoon. Don't seduce me anymore. I have endured so much. I will definitely not let you go tonight."

Hearing this, Su Muying's face burned even worse, she rolled herself into the quilt like an ostrich, muttering about something.