Difficult to return

"Ah Hua, you can just let sister Zhou do these things."

Lu Mingchen sat down at the dining table, took the hot towel handed over by Song Shuhua, wiped his hands, and picked up the chopsticks.

There are three dishes and one soup on the table, steamed sea bass, stir-fried tender beef with beans, stir-fried vegetables, and a kelp pork rib soup, all of which are home-cooked dishes that Lu Mingchen likes, all made by his husband Song Shuhua.

"Sister Zhou has a heavy mouth, you have a bad stomach." Song Shuhua briefly explained, put a bowl of steaming rice in front of Lu Mingchen, sat down opposite him, "Hurry up, the food is getting cold."

Song Shuhua is also a man, but he consciously plays the role of wife.

Maybe someone is born to be a wife, regardless of gender.Song Shuhua has a gentle and quiet personality, neither suitable for the high-pressure working environment of urban white-collar workers, nor good at dealing with all kinds of people, as if he was born for families.

So after marriage, he almost became a full-time housewife, becoming the pillar behind a successful man, taking good care of Lu Mingchen and keeping the house in order.

The two were eating, facing each other, and there was only the sound of tableware knocking on the table.After seven years of marriage, they have long been used to such silent dinners, and there is really nothing to say.

After Lu Mingchen's crazy expansion in the past few years, the company is no longer the small company it was seven years ago.Song Shuhua is quite unfamiliar with the business involved now.

And Song Shuhua's life is three-point and one-line, except at home, that is, piano class teaching three times a week, and yoga practice twice a week, which is really lacklustre.

When Lu Mingchen raised his eyelids, he could see the familiar face on the opposite side. After seven years, that face was still the same as when they first met, young, beautiful and clean.

Song Shuhua has a gentle and delicate face just like his personality, with single eyelids, thin lips and a pointed chin, and shoulder-length hair that is naturally slightly curly. When eating, he hangs one side of his hair behind his ear, fully revealing the right half Face.

His skin is so fair that the two small black spots directly under his right eye stand out.There are two moles lined up, and the same mole is also on the left corner of the mouth.Three ink dots are arranged irregularly on his face, and when matched with his facial features, Lu Mingchen always feels that this is like an abstract painting, with a meaning that he can't explain clearly.

Song Shuhua felt Lu Mingchen's gaze, and then remembered something. He took out a small satin bag from his pocket and put it in front of Lu Mingchen.

"What?" Lu Mingchen put down his chopsticks and went to open the small cloth bag.

"It's a bracelet. I found it in your windbreaker pocket during the laundry today."

Lu Mingchen opened the cloth bag and saw the custom-made Hermès bracelet inside, his expression changed slightly.

But he quickly calmed down all kinds of emotions, and looked at Song Shuhua lightly. The other party seemed to be unaware, and he was still slowly picking the thorns in the fish with his chopsticks.

He deftly picked out a whole fishbone and put it aside, then adjusted the position of the picked fish meat and the vegetables in front of Lu Mingchen.

If it were another person, Lu Mingchen would feel that he did this on purpose just to arouse his guilt, but he knew Song Shuhua was not.He just takes care of himself habitually. The action of picking fishbone for him started three years ago after he was stuck in the throat by a fishbone and went to the hospital to get it out.Song Shuhua always enjoys doing these things.

Just because he knew that he didn't do it on purpose, Lu Mingchen really felt a little guilty.

"It's half a month before our seventh wedding anniversary, remember?"

Song Shuhua nodded, and accurately stated the date of their anniversary: ​​"December, December."

"The bracelet was originally prepared as a gift for you, but the wrong name was engraved in the store." The inside of the bracelet that should have been engraved with LMC/SSH was engraved with LMC/LY. forget."

"The surprise for you is gone." When Lu Mingchen said this, he picked up a piece of food with chopsticks for the man opposite.

Song Shuhua smiled shyly: "You are busy with company affairs alone, and I don't wear these."

Of course Lu Mingchen knew that he never wore jewelry.

"Wear it or not, it's up to you, but it's my duty as a husband to send it off or not."

Song Shuhua lowered his head and said thank you.

He's always been like that, and the submissive has seldom an objection.Even if he objected, as long as Lu Mingchen was a little tougher, he would give in.

Their combination is probably the standard model for all model couples. Even though they have been married for seven years, they have never blushed with each other.

After dinner, Lu Mingchen went back to the study to continue dealing with some work matters, while Song Shuhua cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks.

They hired housekeepers, and Lu Mingchen asked Song Shuhua not to do these things more than once, but he could always pick out where the housekeeping was not good enough.Later, Lu Mingchen stopped persuading him, and gradually understood his need to find something to do for himself.

After Lu Mingchen washed and went to bed, Song Shuhua packed his dirty clothes before going to wash.Both of them went to bed, it was time for bed.

Song Shuhua turned his back to Lu Mingchen.Lu Mingchen's mind was still on the bracelet he put on just now. It was not only guilt, but more of a temptation. He hugged the man's thin shoulders from behind, and put his hand into his clothes, which obviously meant courtship.

Song Shuhua didn't refuse, but only raised doubts softly: "Isn't it not number one yet?"

I don't know whether it's shame or indifference, Song Shuhua has never been enthusiastic about this matter after many years of marriage.The first day of each month gradually became the day when the two tacitly agreed to fulfill this obligation.

Lu Mingchen kissed his ears and neck, originally he just wanted to test the attitude of the other party, but he also felt that he was getting better after kissing.Anyway, that's the way men are, and there is also a strong attitude in his whispering voice: "I have some thoughts..."

However, as long as her husband asked, Song Shuhua would not have any objections, but asked to turn off the lights.

The darkness came, but the man wrapped under the quilt didn't relax because of it, he seemed to just bear it, and the occasional humming sound was more like the pain was unbearable.Lu Mingchen didn't know whether he was in pain or happiness, because in this matter, the reactions of these two feelings were exactly the same.

He asked at the beginning, but Song Shuhua never said anything, he just looked awkward.

As a man, he secretly guessed that her husband might be some kind of reluctance from a lower position, so he had no choice but to stop delving into his unspeakable shame.

Because of his reaction, Lu Mingchen felt a little regretful, he just finished things hastily and didn't feel any pleasure.Only a certain corner of my heart relaxed a little, and it seemed that my husband hadn't noticed it.

After finishing the work, Song Shuhua hurried to the bathroom while the lights were not on.Lu Mingchen turned on the light, tidied himself up, and returned to the bed.

At this time, the breathing light of the mobile phone on the bedside table flickered, and a message came in.He swiped open his phone, and suddenly saw a message from Li Yue.

[Honey, what are you doing? 】

Lu Mingchen didn't have time to answer anything, and a long list followed.

[Did you miss me?Oh I miss you so much. 】

[Can we call at night, I want my husband to coax me to sleep. 】

【You are not accompanying that person now, are you?Call back quickly. 】

[Please reply me quickly. 】

[I'll call you in 5 minutes. 】

Lu Mingchen replied briefly.

【Come to see you tomorrow. 】

[Really, Honey?I haven't seen you for two days, I really miss you. 】

【I'll show you my new navel ring. 】

Then came a string of revealing photos, not just navel rings, of course.

[Honey, is it pretty? 】

[Is it super sexy? 】

Lu Mingchen frowned, and wanted to ask him why he didn't get his consent to make such a thing, but he didn't think it was necessary, so he finally replied.

[It's already very late, go to bed first, we'll talk about it tomorrow when we meet tomorrow. 】

[Then I want to sleep with you, husband, kiss. 】

……

As Li read this string of messages, Lu Mingchen thought of that bracelet again, and his uneasy emotions surfaced again, disturbing him.

At this time Song Shuhua had finished washing again, he lifted his half of the quilt and lay on the bed properly.

After waiting for a while, Lu Mingchen still hadn't turned off the lights.

"Mingchen, are you still asleep?"

"I can't sleep a bit, you go to sleep, I'll go to the study."

Song Shuhua, who was in the bed, nodded, and said a little relief: "You go to bed early too. Don't put too much pressure on yourself about work."

"Yeah." He turned over and tucked the quilt into the man, "Good night."

"Good night."