The beloved one is back, and the CEO of the Holy Son is seeking to get back together every day.

Qiu Xingyi wanted to refuse, but Song Yu had already pulled her hand off her head, "Go ahead, I'm fine."

Seeing this, Qiu Xingyi couldn't shirk it, so he walked around the sofa and sat down next to Sun Qing, "Mom, Ah Yu knows a lot about drinking, and he usually doesn't get drunk."

I guess he just couldn't push it away today, so he would drink a few more drinks. "

Seeing Qiu Xingyi defending Song Yu like this, a smile flashed in Sun Qing's eyes. She had said that Qiu Xingyi would be a good wife, and she was indeed right.

"I don't know what his temper is, so don't help him."

"Okay, he drank a lot tonight. Let's go to bed early. I'll go up first."

Qiu Xingyi nodded, "I understand, Mom."

After watching Sun Qing go upstairs, Qiu Xingyi put down the fruit fork in his hand and walked to Song Yu, "Shall we go back to the room too?"

"Well, go back."

Song Yu stood up on the sofa, but because he drank too much, his figure swayed slightly.

Qiu Xingyi quickly stepped forward to support him: "Be careful."

Leaning on Qiu Xingyi, Song Yu was obviously relieved. He turned his head slightly and met Qiu Xingyi's clear eyes.

She is always like this, always taking care of herself silently, just like the drizzle in spring, moistening things silently.

No matter when he turned around, he would always see her by his side.

Song Yu's eyes were always glued to Qiu Xingyi's body. Seeing her carefully supporting him, he said softly: "I heard from mom that you haven't eaten much recently. Is it because the food doesn't suit your taste?"

Qiu Xingyi was helping Song Yu slowly go upstairs. When she heard him ask, she smiled and replied, "No, the food at home is quite delicious."

"I had gastroenteritis a few days ago, so I can only eat lighter dishes."

Song Yu stood still and looked at Qiu Xingyi with a frown: "Gastroenteritis? Why didn't I hear what you said?"

Qiu Xingyi's tone was more casual: "Aren't you on a business trip these days? It's not a big deal, so I didn't tell you."

"I am a doctor no matter what. I will handle it well."

She looked calm and her tone was relaxed, as if this was a trivial matter.

Moreover, in Qiu Xingyi's heart, he didn't want these little things to bother Song Yu.

She knew that Song Yu was very busy, and a small decision he made might affect the lives of countless people.

Qiu Xingyi has slowly adapted to this ordinary life. Although there is no passion, it is very stable.

Not everyone can love as deeply as Shen Xingyao and Lin Yue.

She once had countless grand fantasies about love, but in the end she returned to a bowl of warm sobering tea.

At this moment, Song Yu suddenly realized that he could no longer find the original enthusiasm in Qiu Xingyi's eyes.

She still loved him, but that was all.

Song Yu suddenly felt an indescribable melancholy in his heart, and he began to reflect on whether he was very incompetent in this marriage.

Song Yu thought for a long time, long enough for Qiu Xingyi to remind him: "Huh? Why don't you leave?"

Song Yu shook his head and continued to move forward along with Qiu Xingyi's strength, but his heart was still a little heavy.

After returning to the bedroom, Song Yu fell directly on the bed, put his right hand on his forehead, closed his eyes and rested.

Qiu Xingyi thought that he was very uncomfortable when he was drunk, so she gently untied his tie and said, "You have drunk so much, so don't take a shower tonight."

"I'll get a basin of water and wipe you down."

After finishing speaking, Qiu Xingyi stood up and was about to walk to the bathroom, but Song Yu grabbed his arm the next second.

Qiu Xingyi accidentally tilted her body and almost fell on Song Yu's body.

She quickly put her hands on Song Yu's sides, "I didn't hit you, did I?"

This was not the first time since her marriage that she had taken care of a drunk Song Yu. Slowly, she was able to guess Song Yu's thoughts from some of his expressions.

But this is the first time such an accident happened tonight.

Song Yu opened his eyes and asked slowly: "How many days have you had gastroenteritis?"

Qiu Xingyi didn't expect that Song Yu was still struggling with this issue. She smiled and said, "It's almost gone. You don't have to worry about it."

Song Yu took Qiu Xingyi's hand a little harder, and she lay half-ly on Song Yu's chest. The distance between the two was so close that they both smelled each other's scent at the same time.

Although she has been married for a while, Qiu Xingyi is still not used to this kind of face-to-face contact, and the look on her face is a bit awkward.

Song Yu raised his hand and patted Qiu Xingyi, "I am your husband, isn't it normal to care about you?"

Qiu Xingyi was silent. She didn't expect that such words would come out of Song Yu's mouth.

She leaned lightly against Song Yu, trying not to press him down, "When was the last time you called me? Do you still remember?"

"A man who can ignore his wife for several days when he is so busy still says he cares about me..."

Although Qiu Xingyi's voice was low, it always contained his own little emotions.

Song Yu patted Qiu Xingyi's hand and paused obviously, but still did not explain anything.

Qiu Xingyi didn't expect that her few words could make Song Yu, a workaholic, make any changes. As long as he spent more time on his family, she would be satisfied.

"You go to work when I go to work. If you happen to be operating on a patient, wouldn't I disturb you?"

Qiu Xingyi pouted, "I don't do surgeries every day. Besides, I'm a military doctor. Most of the time I just deal with skin injuries."

"If you call me, even if I don't pick up the call at the time, I can call you back later."

Song Yu chuckled lightly and placed a soft kiss on Qiu Xingyi's hair. "Okay, then I will call you when I have time. However, remember to tell me next time you feel uncomfortable."

Perhaps because of drinking, Song Yu looked much gentler than usual, and Qiu Xingyi's heart also lost its rhythm.

Why is this person like this tonight?

Seeing Qiu Xingyi's evasive eyes, Song Yu also started teasing her and couldn't help but peck her red lips.

Qiu Xingyi's face turned even redder and she muttered in a low voice: "Stop kissing me. Your mouth smells of wine and it stinks."

Under the warm yellow light above his head, Song Yu felt that Qiu Xingyi was more delicate than Hua tonight.

With a thought in his mind, he immediately turned over and sat up, "I'm going to take a shower."

Qiu Xingyi frowned, "Are you okay?"

"Why don't I just wipe it for you and wash it when you get up tomorrow morning."

In Song Yu's life dictionary, the word "no" almost never appears.

However, since Qiu Xingyi doesn't believe him, let her experience whether she can do it or not.

He took Qiu Xingyi's hand and walked towards the bathroom, "Well, then you can come in and help me wash it."

Qiu Xingyi:? ? ?

Why is this different from what she expected?

A few minutes later, Qiu Xingyi's exclamation came from the bathroom: "You...why did you take off your clothes..."