"Zihao, please, stay, stay with me, okay?"

Cui Yaming asked weakly, she looked at Lu Zihao pitifully, now as long as he can stay, let her do anything.

Lu Zihao looked at her coldly, with disdain and disgust in his eyes.

He really didn't understand, how could such a woman be so shameless?

"Cui Yaming, I don't want to say what Lu Zihao said a second time, you remember, I, Lu Zihao, hate women who play with me the most. Finally, I advise you to learn how to be a person in the future!"

After speaking, Lu Zihao vigorously shook off Cui Yaming's hand and walked out without looking back!

"Zihao, Lu Zihao......"

Cui Yaming shouted loudly, and her mournful voice echoed for a long time in the long white corridor.

Lu Zhai.

After dinner, Song Qianqian bathed his son, and the two hugged each other and lay on the bed together.

Lu Sihao pillowed his mother's arm, looked at the house full of car toys, pointed to the dolphins painted on the roof and said: "Mom, I think Dad seems to know magic, you say, how would he know that I like car washing and dolphins?"

Song Qian moved his numb body, a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes followed the direction pointed by his son: "Yes, Mom also thinks that Dad can magic." ”

"yes, I'll just say, my dad is the best. ”

With a proud smile, Lu Sihao said proudly: "Mom, why hasn't Dad come back so late today? It's almost ten o'clock now, and he would have come back at this time before." ”

Song Qianqian looked out the window, the entire night sky was shrouded in darkness, and the rain was so depressed that it was like her mood.

Since returning from the hospital that day, Lu Zihao has not been back for several days.

At dinner in the evening, her mother also asked her to call Lu Zihao and ask him if he would come back for dinner tonight?

She struggled with her mobile phone for a long time, but finally didn't have the courage to call him.

He hasn't come back in the past few days, he must be taking care of Cui Yaming.

Thinking of this, a tingling in her heart swept over her, and she tried to adjust her breathing, trying to ignore the tingling in her heart, but she overestimated herself too much.

No matter what she did, the stinging pain in her heart was still so painful that she almost couldn't breathe.

Song Qianqian smiled bitterly, she asked Lu Zihao to take care of Cui Yaming, why did she start to feel sad again now?

"Mom, what are you thinking?" Lu Sihao turned his head to look at his mother, and his soft little body leaned towards her again, "Mom, are you thinking about Dad?"

"Does Si Hao miss his father too?"

Song Qianqian didn't answer, and asked rhetorically with his arms around his son.

"I think, I miss Dad, but Dad is too busy with work, he should be back in a few days, right?"

Today he asked his grandmother why his father hadn't come home for so many days, and his grandmother replied like this.

"Yes, when your dad is done with his business, he should be back. ”

Song Qianqian said softly, "Sihao, hurry up and go to sleep." I'm going to kindergarten tomorrow. ”

"Well, good night mom. ”

Lu Sihao was very well-behaved, and immediately said good night to his mother, and fell asleep.

Looking at his son's sleeping cheeks, Song Qianqian gently dropped a kiss.

A child is a child, and after a while he falls asleep.

Their world is happy except for happiness, and it would be nice if she could go back to being a child.

Lu Zihao hasn't come back for a few days, shouldn't he stop coming back?

Lying on the bed, Song Qianqian thought nonsense until his eyelids fought, and slowly fell asleep.

When Lu Zihao drove back to the villa, it was already the second half of the night.

In the past few days, he has been busy with the company's new development of real estate, and he has not finished the matter until now.

"Mr. Lu, you're back. ”

Xiao Liu opened the car door and looked at Lu Zihao, who walked out of the car with a tired face.

"Well, there's nothing going on at home these days, right?"

Lu Zihao untied his tie, handed the suit jacket to Xiao Liu behind him, and walked inside with his legs.

"No, the lady and the old lady have been going to the store during the day for the past few days, and they haven't gone out again since they came home at night. Everything is normal at home these days, it's just ......"

Lu Zihao stopped, turned his head to look at him, and asked puzzledly, "Just what?"

Xiao Liu raised his head and replied with a serious face: "It's just that Mrs. has a small amount of food these days, and sometimes she just drinks a little soup, she always says that she has no appetite, and her mood is not very good." ”

"I see, you go and rest. ”

Lu Zihao waved his hand, rubbing his swollen eyebrows and looking at the dark window upstairs.

This girl really makes him feel uneasy.

These days, he is not in a good mood. Whenever he thought of the scene when Song Qianqian asked him to take care of Cui Yaming in the hospital, his heart was as depressed as a big stone.

She is always like this, thinking about others in everything, but why doesn't she think about herself?

Who thinks about the sins and hardships she has suffered in the past five years?

He is indeed a little angry these days, but he is angry with himself.

If he hadn't handled things well, Song Qianqian wouldn't have wronged himself so much now.

Raising his legs and walking towards the upstairs room, when he came to the bedroom door, Lu Zihao gently opened the door and walked in gently.

When he saw the neat bed, his heart tightened, what about Song Qianqian? Why isn't she here?

He just wanted to shout for Xiao Liu to come up, but suddenly thought of the children's room next to him, maybe, she was in his son's room?

He hurriedly came to the children's room, opened the door and looked nervously at the bed, and when he saw the two bodies on the bed, his nervous heart finally relaxed.

walked in gently, dropped a kiss on his son's forehead, and put the quilt off again on his son's body.

Looking at Song Qianqian who was sleeping, there were still undried tears in the corners of her eyes.

Lu Zihao sighed silently in his heart, gently hugged her in his arms, and returned to his bedroom.

Put Song Qianqian on the bed, cover the quilt, and put a kiss on her forehead, Lu Zihao went to the bathroom to wash with confidence.

When he finished washing and lay back on the bed, Song Qianqian was still asleep.

It seems that she is really tired.

In the past, she slept very shallowly, and as long as there was a little sound, she would wake up, but now she was carried from the children's room to her own room, and she didn't wake up, it seems that she is really tired these days.

Lu Zihao held her in his arms, smelled the faint fragrance of jasmine on her body, and his whole body gradually relaxed.

In the past few days, he has been on a business trip, and after he came back, he worked on documents day and night, in order to come back to see her as soon as possible. But when he came back, this girl slept so soundly that she had no intention of waking up.

Looking at the woman in his arms, a smile finally appeared on his face.

"You little goblin, what should I do with you?"

Lu Zihao pressed against her forehead and said impatiently.

After working for several days in a row, until now he is completely relaxed, hugging his fragrant body, the most primitive desire in his body is gradually revealed.

A stream of heat swept through his body, and Lu Zihao gasped a few breaths of cool air, trying to keep his breathing steady.

But the more he wanted to calm himself down, Song Qianqian beside him obviously didn't give him this chance.

He took the initiative to retreat his body, wanting to keep a little distance between himself and Song Qianqian's soft body, she was still resting, and he didn't want to disturb her sleep.

But he stepped back a little, Song Qianqian came closer, he retreated a little, Song Qianqian hugged his neck and climbed up again.

"Little girl, do you know what you're doing?"

Lu Zihao's hoarse voice was full of desire, looking at Song Qianqian, who was sleeping soundly in his arms, for a moment, he wondered if this little girl was pretending to be asleep.

Lu Zihao hugged Song Qianqian's soft body, the faint fragrance of jasmine went straight to his mind, he swallowed a few saliva, trying to calm the excitement in his body.

Song Qianqian had a dream, dreaming that Lu Zihao was back, he hugged her and kissed her deeply.

"Hmmm......"

Song Qian snorted, the voice was very soft, but there was a temptation.

Lu Zihao's inner defense line finally collapsed completely in her voice.

He let out a low roar and pressed up.

Song Qian woke up in a deep light, and at this time she couldn't tell whether it was real or a dream.

It wasn't until she felt the heat flow on her body rise that she suddenly woke up.

"Ah......h

The scream in Song Qian's mouth almost blurted out, but fortunately, Lu Zihao was quick, covered her mouth, and hurriedly comforted her: "Qianqian, don't be afraid, it's me, I'm back." ”

"When did you come back? I don't know at all. ”

Song Qianqian was a little surprised, when did he come back? Why didn't she know at all?

"Shallow, do you think it's appropriate for us to discuss this at this time?"

Lu Zihao's voice trembled.

"Hmmm......"

Song Qianqian couldn't help but sigh lightly, looking at the smug smile on Lu Zihao's face, she quickly bit her lower lip, her face flushed with shame.

What a shame!

"Shallow, have you missed me these days?"

"Hmm. ”

Song Qianqian was embarrassed to say that she wanted to, and she didn't dare to look directly into Lu Zihao's eyes, she closed her eyes and nodded gently.

"What do you mean? I want to hear you say it yourself, miss me?"

Lu Zihao was puzzled by her, and led her step by step towards the trap she had dug.

His eyes secretly narrowed a small gap, and Song Qianqian saw the treacherous smile on Lu Zihao's face, and his heart felt cold, and he hurriedly replied: "I think about it, I miss you." ”

Lu Zihao smiled, this was the answer he wanted.

Song Qianqian clinged to Lu Zihao's shoulder, she wanted to try to keep her sanity to the last trace of sobriety, but unfortunately Lu Zihao obviously didn't give her this opportunity.

Lu Zihao leaned down and grabbed the warm red lips, Song Qianqian couldn't dodge, his lips were blocked, and his face didn't have time to scream, so he could only resign himself to closing his panicked eyes, waiting for the arrival of the storm in horror and joy......