I calmed down for a while, and then retreated slightly, and said with palpitations: "I didn't mean to scare you, but you are always thinking about things, don't talk, don't be happy, and don't pay attention to me, I'm just afraid that you will hold back something, so that's why I ...... That's why that's why it'......."

Under Song Cheng's gaze, my voice became smaller and smaller, and I shrank timidly, knowing that I was at a loss—I was too reckless just now.

Song Cheng looked at me stunned for a long time, and suddenly raised an arm to block it.

I was startled, hurriedly grabbed his arm, and asked anxiously, "Song Cheng, what's wrong with you?" Don't be mad at me, I ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he was wrapped around his waist by his arm, and his entire upper body fell directly on his chest.

He put his hands around my waist, rubbed his chin against the top of my head, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's me who is not good and worries you." ”

I was stunned, and my body stiffened, not knowing whether to move or not.

His voice was muffled: "I've been busy with work lately, and I haven't taken care of you and Xiaodie, aren't you scared?" ”

"Hmm." I nodded aggrievedly, lazily lying on his chest, and complained, "If you have something on your mind, you don't tell me, I'm scared all day long, afraid that you won't be able to think about it, and that you won't take good care of yourself." ”

"Not anymore, I promise." Song Cheng kissed me on the top of my hair and said solemnly.

I looked up at him and muttered, "What the hell is going on, can you tell me?" ”

He pursed his lips, looking a little confused, and after a while, he said slowly: "I'm not afraid of your jokes when I say it, my dad left so suddenly, I suddenly felt that I didn't know what to do." In the past, when he was alive, I always wanted to prove to him that I was capable of doing everything well. But in the end, before I could prove myself, he was gone. ”

"I'm really afraid that after he leaves, the Song family will be ruined in my hands, so he will probably be able to jump out of the grave angrily."

I thought about the picture of his father jumping out of the grave angrily and beating Song Cheng with a stick, and I couldn't help laughing.

Song Cheng slapped me lightly on the top of the head, and said dissatisfiedly: "I'm complaining to you seriously, and you're laughing at me like this?" ”

"Nope." I choked my laughter back into my stomach and collected the expression on my face, "You say." ”

"Don't talk about it." Song Cheng blackened his face, stood up with me in his arms, patted off the dead grass and leaves on my body, and pulled me towards the inn, saying as he walked, "You're right, the employees hired for so much money, if they can't do their jobs, it's better to fire them." ”

The two of us walked back giggling, and our mood suddenly relaxed.

It's so remote that there aren't many guests, and it's quiet. Staying here, there is a feeling that time is slowing down.

The inn is very quaint, and I heard that a piece of land has been opened up on the back mountain side and some farm vegetables have been planted.

Song Cheng and I ordered two dishes casually, sat at the table and waited for dinner boringly, and muttered to him: "Next time I go out, I must be prepared and spend a comfortable vacation." ”

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something, picked up chopsticks and knocked on the back of his hand: "Hey, are you still missing me a honeymoon?" ”

Song Cheng raised his eyebrows, and said, "With me, don't you live like a honeymoon every day?" ”

"Phew, shameless." I rolled my eyes at him, put the chopsticks back on the table, and counted them on my fingers, "When I first talked to you, it was an eighteen-year-old girl, and now, she is a twenty-three young woman from a good family, eighteen to twenty-three, five years, a full five years." ”

The palm of his hand stretched out towards him, and he complained, "Ring? No. Wedding? No. Honeymoon? That's even less so. Tut-tut, it's really enough to suffer when I think about it like this, I'm about to boil into a yellow-faced woman, so I left a marriage certificate and a small oil bottle, and I lost a lot. ”

Song Cheng couldn't help laughing, propped his hands on the table, and leaned forward with his upper body.

He secretly glanced at the two tables of guests next to him, and said to me in a low voice, "What did you lose?" How did I serve you so many nights before, and you have forgotten? ”

I glared at him with a burst of heat on my face.

He winked at me and smiled maliciously, "If you really want to count it, it seems like I'm the one who works hard, doesn't I?" ”

The table we sat on was covered with a wide tablecloth, which was tightly covered from top to bottom.

Song Cheng's feet came out from under the table, and his hard leather shoes rubbed against my calves.

My heart was beating wildly, and I knew that the person next to me couldn't see it, but my palms kept sweating, and my toes curled up subconsciously.

This stinky rascal, who was still sick before, lived like he had lost his soul, and in the blink of an eye, his hormones kept popping out.

I swallowed my saliva in embarrassment, and my heart itched as he teased me.

Since Xiaodi was born, we have not had any intimate contact because I am afraid that my body will not recover.

I don't know if it's because of the lights, or because I have a ghost in my heart, I always feel that Song Cheng's eyes have changed when he looks at me, and there seems to be a burning flame in his eyes, which is menacing, as if he may engulf me at any time.

I bit my lower lip, thinking that if I didn't eat it, I would just drag him back to his room?

I stretched out my hand towards Song Cheng, and before I could grab his wrist, I saw his expression change suddenly, squinting at my back, with surprise in his eyes and a hint of disgust.

Fingered, turned to look, and was startled, I actually saw Shen Youyou here!

She was dressed in the clothes of a waiter, holding a tray in her hand, and walked straight towards our table, and when she was halfway through, she noticed that Song Cheng and I were immediately gray, and the hand holding the tray was tightly pinched.

We were less than two meters apart, each with shock on our faces.

She is much older than before, the pampering of the eldest lady on her body is gone, she is not yet thirty years old, her back is already slightly hunched, and her eyes look at people with a little cold atmosphere.

She stood in the middle of the restaurant for a good two minutes before continuing towards us.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to bend down to put the plate, she lowered her voice in my ear and asked, "You have pushed me to this point, what do you want?" ”

I was stunned for a moment, couldn't help but show a sarcastic smile, leaned back in the chair, and said nonchalantly: "Look at the way you look now, do you still need others to treat you?" Paranoia is a disease, and the last thing to be cured. ”

Shen Youyou's face turned red, he bit his lower lip unwillingly, and glared at me viciously.

Suddenly, Song Cheng raised his arm and directly overturned the dishes on the table to the ground, and the plate fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, and it was suddenly shattered and torn apart.

I was startled and hurried to see him, and Shen Youyou also moved his gaze to him.

Song Cheng's face sank, and he said sharply: "How did you do it?" Call your manager over. ”

I was taken aback, looking at this scene inexplicably, and my heart was completely blank.

Shen Youyou looked at Song Cheng angrily, his expression was nervous, and he said, "Xiaocheng, how can you treat me like this?" ”

Song Cheng didn't bother to say a word of nonsense to him, and directly beckoned to the other waiter, and the manager quickly rushed over, and as soon as he saw the messy plate on the ground, he immediately apologized to Song Cheng and taught Shen Youyou a lesson.

Shen Youyou clenched the tray with both hands and stood aside angrily, with an unconvinced expression on his face.

Song Cheng tapped his index finger on the table and sneered: "This is the attitude of the waiter? ”

The manager's face darkened, he glared at Shen Youyou through gritted teeth, and said sharply: "I don't apologize to the guests yet." ”

Shen Youyou's eyelids lifted, glanced at us gloomily, gritted his teeth and said, "Manager, these two people have had a holiday with me before, and I asked to see the monitoring." ”

The manager gasped, his hands almost shaking.

Normally, no waiter has such a big breath, he pointed at Shen Youyou's nose and was about to teach her a lesson, but Song Cheng waved his hand: "Since that's the case, let's see." ”

"This guest, in fact, we ......"

"Didn't you say you wanted to see it?" Song Cheng looked at the manager with a smile, "After reading it, I will deal with it, and I will also give you an explanation for this employee, don't you say?" ”

The manager laughed wryly and hurriedly asked someone to adjust the monitoring.

Before I could eat at night, I followed others into the security room.

Not to mention the place where the bird does not lay eggs, the monitoring is quite clear, according to the manager, it is to prevent thieves.

I raised my throat in one breath, thinking to myself that Song Cheng's action of lifting the plate just now was so obvious, if people saw it, wouldn't they be asking for trouble?

I tugged at his sleeve in a hurry, but he waved at me, signaling that I didn't have to worry.

I was confused and couldn't figure out what medicine was sold in his gourd, so I could only keep my eyes glued to the screen to see if there would be a miracle.