Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Rong Yue glanced at her quietly, then smiled, "Go! I'll make the bed."

Ai Mengmeng noticed that her work was not finished yet, she wanted to say she would do it by herself, but she really needed herself to stay quiet for a while to calm her emotions, so she nodded and immediately ran to the bathroom , Closed the door.

Where she could not see, Rong Yue stood there, his eyes a little unpredictable!

Mengmeng does not know many things.

For example, Ai Jia offended Qin Mo. For example, He Huan was hospitalized. How is it now? He didn't even know it.

Mengmeng doesn't know these.

Rong Yue is a screenwriter and he has the most sensitive intuition. Just now he mentioned Ai Jia, and Mengmeng's reaction seems to be great.

Moreover, their surnames are Ai!

Rong Yue's heart was suspicious, but he didn't want to disturb her!

What happened last time may have something to do with Ai Jia!

Just thinking about his heart hurts a little, it feels unspeakable.

He is her husband, but he has not been able to find out for him, only to accompany her to heal!

He didn't want to uncover her scars, but he was afraid that those injuries would strike again.

He lit a cigarette and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, a little upset and smoking.

In fact, he has quit smoking for a long time, but he needs a cigarette to calm down now.

He has to think about how to face his little wife and how to calm her mood.

He needs to think about too many things.

When Ai Mengmeng came out, he saw him smoking.

She was taken aback, and immediately took the cigarette from his hand, and said disapprovingly, "The doctor said you can't smoke."

Rong Yue turned his head and smiled, his voice was dumb, dumb, "The doctor said I can't have a woman yet."

After he finished speaking, Ai Mengmeng blushed and bit her lower lip, "You are talking nonsense again."

But he soon realized something, and asked softly: "Do you have something on your mind?"

Rong Yue hugged her gently in his arms, resting his chin on her heart, his voice was heavy and hoarse, "Last time I went to your hometown...you must have had a hard time before!"

Ai Mengmeng looked at him, "Why do you suddenly remember this?"

He raised the cigarette in his hand again, "I still smoked it."

The more Rong smiled, "Are you in charge?"

She reached out and gently grabbed him by the neckline and tapped, "Am I not qualified?"

"Probably." He smiled lowly and kissed her!

After a long time, Rong Yue realized that she had not fallen asleep, and patted her on the shoulder: "What are you thinking about?"

Ai Mengmeng turned her head, bit her lip and stared at him for a while, "I was thinking about my childhood."

"It was really hard at that time, even harder than you saw last time," her voice was full of memories, "It's hard to eat meat once during the New Year."

Rong Yue's heart was suddenly sad, and he hugged her shoulders, "It won't be anymore, I will take care of you."

"You all have meat?" She asked eagerly.

His eyes are very clear, and there are always some unspeakable meanings.

Ai Mengmeng did not know what to do, blushed again, stretched out her hand to lift the quilt, "I'm sleeping."

The solution chuckled and tugged her hair, "I'm not afraid that I can't breathe."

After just a while, she came over and put her arms around his shoulders, and leaned her head gently, "Will you still smoke in the future?"

"Huh?" He lowered his head.