Husband.

Sang Guiyu silently recited in his heart, like a girl who had just fallen in love shouting the name of a boy she had a crush on, vaguely pious, and secretly happy.

With her married status, she can call Pei Muhang like this openly, but she just can't say it, maybe because she is shy, maybe it is based on a more far-reaching expectation.

Sang Guiyu feels that just like the truth of the long flow of water, if love goes a little slower, then maybe it can go a little longer.

It is said that couples are easy to burn out and ignore, and they are not treated as carefully as when they are in love, always thinking about showing their beauty and caring about each other's feelings.

She didn't want to be lazy, she didn't want to ignore herself, and she didn't want her love for him to be easily buried by the trivialities of life.

It's okay to call her hypocritical, or to say she's pessimistic.

If in the long river of time, everything will perish, I just hope that the feeling of cherishing him can die a little more slowly.

Sang Guiyu thought wildly, first called him his ten-year boyfriend, and then called his ten-year husband, he was almost fifty years old at that time, he could call our old man, and in another ten years, he could call his wife or something.

It's like shouting and shouting, it's hers for the rest of her life.

Thinking that a lifetime of time had passed like this, ten years and ten years had passed, Sang Guiyu lifted one foot proudly, landed on the big duvet with a click, and then turned around and swept away all the quilts.

Pei Muhang opened his eyes, and he knew that he must have only a quilt on his body without looking.

"Can't you sleep?"

The slightly hoarse voice made the person who was still comfortably gathering the quilt freeze, Sang Guiyu wanted to pretend not to hear, but a pair of big hands had already begun to move behind her back, and slowly dug open the quilt that was pressed by her and got in.

Sang Guiyu thought that someone didn't have a quilt again, and this little guilt made her finally react.

"Well, I want to go to the toilet and sleep again. ”

What reason is not good to say, but to go to the toilet, Sang Guiyu hid in the bathroom and was speechless to the person in the mirror.

When she got up, Pei Muhang also got up, but he went to the direction of the table, turned on the lamp, picked up the folder in the middle of the desktop, flipped through it slowly, and saw a suit card on the second page.

The card is not big, and only one sentence is written in the middle: Happy Valentine's Day!

In the lower left corner, there are three connected hearts, like bubbles, one by one slowly getting bigger, slowly floating upwards.

This gradually growing pattern seemed to be launched from somewhere, Pei Muhang subconsciously looked down, and sure enough, he saw a stick figure side face at the bottom, which was drawn in one stroke, but the mouth could be easily seen.

Because the side face is hidden in the suit of the card itself, it is very likely to be ignored if you don't look closely.

Do you have to confess to your husband so secretly?

The curvature of the corners of Pei Muhang's mouth widened a few points, put back the card, and knocked on the bathroom door.

"Hurry up, don't freeze. ”

As soon as he knocked on the door, he opened it, and he didn't hear the sound of pumping, if he wanted to go to the toilet, Pei Muhang didn't believe it, but he didn't poke it, leaned over and pecked her, picked up the person by the waist, and hid in the quilt.

"Suddenly so happy?" Sang Guiyu looked at his radiant face.

"Well, happy. ”

Pei Muhang's head hung above her, his eyes went down from his forehead along the bridge of his nose, past his tender lips, to his chin, and then slowly back, and suddenly his black eyes were smiling, flashing with a fine light, and Sang Guiyu was a little stupid.

"Hmm-"

Sang Guiyu, who was a nymphomaniac, never expected that he would suddenly reach out and pinch his mouth, forcing his lips to purse.

What is he doing?

It's going to be ugly!

The little woman is lamenting the ruin of her image, only to find that he is smiling even brighter.

Is this person so ugly and laughing? Could this person have any special fetishes?

Sang Guiyu has no love on his face, but he has received all the certificates, and now he finds out that it is a little late?

Pei Muhang's hand refused to let go, pinched the two petals of pink lips and looked left and right, and finally found the best angle.

Sure enough, it looked exactly like that sketch.

"Aren't you happy?"

Being watched by him so intently, and asking in a gentle voice, Sang Guiyu's head was a mess, and he had long forgotten what image he was, so he nodded hurriedly.

"Happy, happy. ”

As if he was quite satisfied with her answer, Pei Muhang continued to ravage her mouth, and then hugged her and lay down.

Sang Guiyu couldn't guess his thoughts, but he was in a good mood, and she was happy.

As for the reason or something, whatever.

The next day, Sang Guiyu got up and went to look at the folder on the table.

The card was not there, and he must have taken it.

On such an important holiday, he didn't prepare any gifts, Sang Guiyu was a little sorry for him, and was worried about how to make up for it, so Sang Mu gave her a bag.

It was a white woolen sweater bought from her grandmother, and she planned to give Pei Muhang a New Year's gift, but it was dragged to the present?

For such a forgetful thing, Sang Guiyu didn't reflect at all, but felt that it was Pei Muhang's fault, her brain couldn't hold too much, if he hadn't hurriedly taken her to get the certificate on the day he came back, causing her to patronize Tianmi, she wouldn't have forgotten the gift to him.

Later, Wang Momo suddenly came to the house, and after some tossing, Sang Mu was busy greeting them, and she didn't have time to sort out the package she brought back, and the clothes were completely forgotten.

Thinking about it this way, Sang Guiyu felt that he was particularly distracted by Pei Muhang, because of his weak heart, Sang Guiyu was very low-key when he sent clothes, secretly stuffed the bag into his closet, and then took advantage of Pei Muhang's busy time to explain in one sentence, regardless of whether he heard it or not.

Valentine's Day passed, and Wang Momo finally packed up his things and went back under Gao Wuxiu's thoughts.

Pei Muhang went to work and put Wenren and Fa

Y was taken away, Sang Guiyu didn't feel bored alone, and went to his mother's room to talk to her.

The mulberry mother squatted on the ground and pounded the bark she had picked from the outside last time, and spread it on the ground, and the sunlight outside the house shone in through the window, just falling on the cat's thorns, and the bark was slightly curled.

She glanced at the person lying on her side, didn't look at it more, and continued to dry the bark, "If you're bored, go to sleep." ”

Originally, there was a little girl who talked and chatted with her, but now it is quite idle to stay alone.

In the morning, when Pei Muhang took people away, Sang Mu was present, and Fa

Y didn't plan to follow him to the company, but he took the initiative to speak and asked her to follow, thinking that he didn't want Fa

Y suddenly thought of some ghost idea at home, and wanted to encourage Sang Guiyu to go out.

"Whoever says I'm bored, I just want to see these things. Sang Guiyu picked up a piece of bark and sniffed it, but was knocked off by Sang Mu.

"Don't sniff about blood-moving things. ”

Generally speaking, blood-invigorating herbs can cause miscarriage, and the mulberry mother is not sure whether the smell will have an effect, but it is better to pay attention to everything.

Sang Guiyu felt bored, so he went out with a sound.

When she returned to the room, she saw the open book, and found her mobile phone to call Fangzheng, but no one answered, she thought that there were always a lot of things to be busy in the early days of her business, and she was about to hang up, but she just connected.

Fang Zheng talked about the current progress roughly, and Sang Guiyu asked if he needed help, but he hurriedly refused.

If Pei Muhang knew that he was tired of his wife, especially in such an important period, he would definitely cancel the investment immediately, and all his efforts would be in vain.

As long as Fang Zheng thought of this terrible consequence, he couldn't help but feel a chill down his back.

The work was only perfunctory and a few words about Sang Guiyu, and then she persuaded her to raise the baby with peace of mind, and hung up the phone after persuasion.

Thinking of the little mouse, Sang Guiyu remembered his mother's instructions to exercise properly, so he walked outside slowly to see the grape seedlings.

After the beginning of spring, everything recovered, and the little seedling finally emerged with a fluffy bud, no longer the bare two wooden poles that Pei Muhang disliked.

Then day by day, the little buds grew up, and turned out a green young leaf with uneven edges, and the leaves were covered with a layer of fine fluff on both sides, and several pieces soon grew one after another, and the young branches were elongated, and there was a small clump of things.

This little thing is not like a leaf or a flower, Sang Guiyu concluded.

That's what grapes are.

The seller really didn't lie, and it turned out that year!

Sang Guiyu took a photo and sent it to Pei Muhang, proving to him that this grape is a grape that keeps his promise.

Pei Muhang, a pole is only three or five leaves, even if there is fruit, don't expect it to ripen, sure enough, within a few days, this little thing began to turn yellow and wilted on the branches.

Sang Guiyu was happy for several days, and later learned that the fruit did not have a chance to grow and did not feel particularly disappointed.

Anyway, it turned out, but the nutrition couldn't keep up, and it wasn't the fault.

Then Pei Muhang found that not only did she not lose interest in the grape seedlings, but she was more attentive because she blamed herself for not taking good care of them.

Let the housekeeper buy compound fertilizer to fertilize regularly, and he began to collect rotten vegetable leaves with peels and bury them not far from the root system, saying that it can fertilize the land and increase nutrition.

Fortunately, everything is natural, there is no harm, and she is happy.

One afternoon, Sang Guiyu was peeling oranges for Pei Muhang, she couldn't eat more, but she wanted to save a little more peel, so she took a white plate and peeled three without wanting to stop.

Where can Pei Muhang eat so much, he doesn't allow others to eat it, so he just lets it go.

found that there was not a single orange on the plate, and then looked at the person sitting there looking at the tablet intently, Sang Guiyu pouted, picked up one, and fed him petal by petal.

After eating one, she saw that the white plate was a little empty, so she stopped feeding it and happily began to peel oranges again.

She had already calculated in her heart that she couldn't eat all the time, otherwise his stomach would stretch, so it was best to wait a few minutes.

Just peel one, feed one, and the time interval is just right.

As long as she handed it over, Pei Muhang would not refuse, and enjoyed her service with peace of mind, and then Sang Mu, who was wiping the table for a while and sorting out the shelves for a while, couldn't stand it.

"It's going to be on fire tomorrow. ”

As soon as these words came out, Sang Guiyu finally stopped, looked at Pei Muhang apologetically, without the slightest reflection in his mind, thinking of finding something bitter for him to eat and clear his anger.

Of course, Pei Muhang didn't know what she was thinking at the moment, but just glanced at Sang Mu gratefully and continued to pay attention to the stock market.

Sang Guiyu thought that her mother had a pack of lotus seed hearts, and was about to soak them for him to drink, when she suddenly heard the mobile phone ringing, she didn't get up to find the mobile phone by herself, but naturally looked at Pei Muhang, and was cast a disgusted look by Sang Mu's mother.

Too lazy to get home.

Sang's mother looked at her son-in-law's back, and gently smoked Sang Guiyu with a rag.

"Didn't you give you long legs?

Disgust is disgust, seeing Pei Muhang taking care of her daughter everywhere, she is also happy as a mother.

Pei Muhang took out his mobile phone and did not hand it to Sang Guiyu, but turned on the voiceover and answered it a short distance away from her, and as soon as the phone was connected, he heard Wang Momo's wah-wow-wow-wow-la-wah.

"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu, why did you answer the phone, I seem to be about to give birth. ”

"I'm going to give birth!" Hearing her words, Sang Guiyu almost bounced up from the sofa.

Pei Muhang hurriedly grabbed her, his thick eyebrows tightened, his first reaction was that you are going to go to the hospital if you are going to give birth, what's the use of looking for Xiaoyu?

Sang Guiyu had never experienced this kind of thing, and hurriedly wanted to see her, but fortunately, Pei Muhang was quite calm, and after knowing that the first person to be informed by Wang Momo was Xiaoyu, he asked her mother and mother-in-law to accompany her to the hospital, and then notified Gao Wuxiu on her behalf.

The news that Pei Muhang informed his wife that he was going to give birth really made Gao Wu angry and funny, but he didn't have time to care about this, so he went straight to the hospital.