What Lin Anan didn't expect was that as soon as the sweater was knitted, Su Wenqin came back from abroad after dealing with the matter, Xia Ru directly asked the maid to pack her luggage, and sent Lin Anan to Qingshui Apartment with her.

There are many properties in the Su family, and Qingshui Apartment is one of them, which is located in the center of the city but is quiet, surrounded by tall trees as a natural barrier.

After Lin Anan visited with the maid, he went back to the bedroom to pack his luggage by himself.

The wardrobe is a whole wall, she opened the door one by one, and found that Su Wenqin's clothes were already hanging in the left grid, she hung her clothes in the rightmost grid, and then thought for a while, and took it out and hung it next to Su Wenqin.

At the end of the arrangement, she took out a dark gray hand-knitted sweater from the box, gently placed it at the bottom of the closet, and covered it with other clothes.

She knew that she was now his wife, and she would try to play this role as well as possible, of course, on the premise that he would not hurt her.

Later in the evening, Su Wenqin finally came back, Lin Anan put down the peace knot he was weaving in his hand, and got up from the chair with some restraint.

"What are you up to?" he asked in a low voice.

"It's nothing," Lin Anan shook his head slightly, then bent down to pick up a bag from the side of the bed, "Mom asked me to bring you hot sauce." ”

"Well," he reached out and glanced down, "you can eat it in the evening." ”

She yawned, she hadn't been resting well lately, so she wasn't in good shape.

"Come down to dinner," he said, turning and walking out with the hot sauce, she following him.

Lin Anan looked at Su Wenqin's back as he walked—he was stronger than Su Wenxuan, and he seemed to be taller, and his back was very broad.

Downstairs, Su Wenqin in front suddenly stopped, whispered something to the servant, and Lin Anan stood silently behind him.

originally thought that Su Wenqin's taste would be very picky, but he didn't expect to find out that it was some simple home-cooked food on the table. Lin Anan was a little surprised, but he didn't show it, and sat down at the table with Su Wenqin.

Unexpectedly, after staying abroad for so many years, he still retained a traditional simple stomach.

Su Wenqin took the porcelain bowl handed by the servant, unscrewed the lid of the hot sauce, scooped some with a spoon and put it in, and put it on the table to prepare for dinner.

Coming to the new environment, with Su Wenqin sitting next to him, Lin Anan will inevitably be a little restrained, eating in small bites.

He pushed the porcelain bowl with the hot sauce to her, and she shook her head, "I'm not used to eating spicy food." ”

He raised his eyebrows slightly, stared at her face for a moment, and then spoke: "It seems that you can have a son in the future." ”

"Huh?" Lin An'an was slightly stunned, a little unresponsive, why did the topic suddenly come to giving birth, she seemed to have a gap with him because of the old past.

He only whispered, "Sour and spicy girl." ”

"Oh......" Lin Anan felt a little embarrassed and continued to eat with his head down.

"Mom should have told you," he whispered again, "I want to hug my grandson." ”

Lin An'an's brows furrowed slightly, not understanding what his intention was when he said this, so he lowered his "um".

"What do you think?"

She pursed her lips slightly, and turned her eyes to look at Su Wenqin, "What about you?" ”

"I don't care. Su Wenqin spread his hands.

"I don't think it's irresponsible for him to have a child too soon. ”

He stared at her intently, as if analyzing her inner activities, "What do you need to prepare?"

"The physical condition, the family atmosphere, the feelings. She whispered, analyzing his inner workings.

"Do you think there will still be affection between us?" he asked in a low voice.