"Good. Yang Qi didn't know what he thought, but she knew that Su Zi didn't want to mention it, so she didn't say it.

They got married, and it was a lifelong thing.

Therefore, she will run this home with her heart. The joy in Yang Qi's heart, even if she knew that Su Zimo didn't love her, she still married him with excitement.

…

After more than a month of rest, Xia Mian's body is almost better, and her hair is gradually growing.

Their chaff is gradually getting on the right track, and Xia Mian's belly is getting bigger and bigger, and she is a little bulky when she walks.

In the past month, Feng Siye has almost moved his work to the house, guarding her all the time, for fear that she will make any mistakes.

His pet, his love, Xia Mian all felt it, and the smile on the corner of his mouth always lingered.

In the morning, a golden ray of sunlight came in, reflecting her perfect profile, as if a dazzling light had crossed her silhouette, so that Feng Siye could not take his eyes off it when he glanced at it.

Xia Mian was still sleeping, and Feng Siye looked at the smile on the corner of her mouth, very satisfied.

His hand unconsciously swept across Xia Mian's face. She slowly opened her eyes and saw that it was Feng Siye, who was nearby, and put a kiss on his lips, "Husband, morning." ”

"Morning!"

Feng Siye also responded to her with a kiss, stretched out his hand to take her into his arms, and his beautiful voice was as low as a clear spring in the mountains, "Wife, in a few days, will we get the certificate?"

"Okay. ”

Although he knew that this was expected, but hearing him say it, Xia Mian's heart was still very happy.

For more than a month, Xia Mian has been waiting for Feng Siye to mention this, and she thought that he had forgotten, and she felt uncomfortable for a while.

In the past, she didn't care about this piece of paper at all.

Since all that has happened, this piece of paper is really important to her.

"I feel so good when I see you smiling. Feng Siye also smiled.

"That's natural, I'm going to be with the person I love, can I not laugh?" Xia Mian's face bloomed with a bright smile.

Feng Siye's face became serious, and when he looked at Xia Mian, he was very serious, "Xia Mian, I'm really glad that I can meet you in this life." ”

"With you, I know how happy I am. Without you, my life would be a gloomy place, and my heart would be like dead, unable to beat. ”

Feng Siye held her hand tightly, put it to the corner of his mouth and kissed it gently, he continued, "So, in this life, I want to make an agreement with you for a hundred years." ”

"Good. ”

Xia Mian listened to Feng Siye's confession, and her heart was really moved.

The same is true of her.

As soon as she spoke, she realized that her voice was choked and tears were rolling in her eyes.

He pursed his lips to prevent the tears from falling, but then, she still couldn't control them, and finally the tears slipped down and dripped onto the back of his hand, burning his heart.

"Silly girl, why are you crying? We have been through so much, and we have finally been together, so we should be happy. ”

Seeing her crying, Feng Siye's heart was about to break, and he stretched out his slender fingers and gently wiped away the tears that flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Then he took her into his arms, her thin waist seemed to be trembling, and Feng Siye hugged her tightly, giving her a sense of security.

He knew that Xia Mian had had happened too much since she was with him, and she was always hurt.

He knew that Xia Mian's heart had endured too much panic and fear. He also knew that from now on, he would use the days he had left to accompany her to old age.

"Xia Mian, you believe me, I won't let you be hurt in any way. "Hug her tighter.

There weren't many promises to make, he just said something so simple that it already represented his determination.

Between him and her, they have the same heart to mind, and there is really no need to say those nice words.

Xia Mian naturally understood the meaning of his words and nodded vigorously. His face was buried in his arms, tears of joy brushing against his shirt.

It was quiet at the moment, in this quiet air, listening to each other's heartbeats, it was all so real.

Smelling the smell of his body, Xia Mian is more real than happiness and satisfaction.

After a long time, Xia Mian came out of his arms, her voice was very soft, soft, like a trickle of water, she said, "Si Ye, do you know that Su Zimo is married?"

Feng Siye naturally knew, but during this time, he only cared about accompanying Xia Mian, coupled with Su Zimo's intentions for Xia Mian, so he didn't take this matter to heart.

However, this is very good, Su Zimo is married, which means that he will not rob him of summer cotton, and he will not worry too much.

"I know, but I haven't had time to tell you yet. How about we go and bless him in person in a few days?"

Anyway, Su Zimo has done so many things for Xia Mian, so he naturally has to say thank you to him in person.

"Well, good. Xia Mian nodded.

"You're happy for him, aren't you?"

Xia Mian bit his lip and nodded again, "It's a good thing that he got married, at least it proves that he is willing to let go of some things." ”

She didn't say it explicitly, believing that Feng Siye knew.

She is really happy for Su Zimo, he is not young, it is time to get married.

I hope he can be happy.

…

When Su Zihei got married, he didn't tell Xia Mian, he just invited relatives with Yang Qi very casually, got the certificate, and was married.

Originally, Yang Jinyue was unwilling, he was just this one daughter, he couldn't wronged her, right?

However, in the end, he chose to compromise.

The daughter was willing, and he had no choice but to let her go.

They didn't tell many people about their marriage, Su Zimo specially called Feng Siye to tell him.

His purpose is twofold.

First, he wanted to let Feng Siye know that he, Su Zimo, would not disturb the life between them again.

Second, he wanted to let Feng Siye know that he was married and would no longer pose any threat.

There are some things that he can hide in his heart, and there is no need to say them.

Since the past few days of marriage, Su Zimo has rarely gone back, but he sent a servant to take care of Yang Qi at the villa.

As for his mother, he doesn't care much, and he can give her living expenses every day.

That home, since my father left, has no popularity, and it is terrifyingly quiet.

Ever since Yang Qi moved in, Su Zimo was reluctant to go back at all.

He slept in the office for a few days, sat almost until dawn every day, and when he was done and sleepy, he slept directly on the sofa.

He leaned back in his chair, a handsome face full of sorrow, and heavy dark circles under his eyes.

The sun was already hanging high, refracted in, shining on his body, warm, and for a quarter of an hour, sweat was already professing.