Xu Le probably sensed the strange atmosphere between the two of us, and said worriedly: "Xu Wenwen, what's going on with you, say something." "Reading the Book, .2■⊥"

Wenwen raised her hand and flicked it on her head, and scolded: "What do you call me, it's not big or small, Xu Wenwen is also called by you?" ”

Xu Le rolled his eyes at her, snorted dissatisfiedly, picked up Wenwen's handbag and went out first.

I felt a little nervous, slowed down a little, walked behind Wenwen two steps behind, and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?" ”

Wenwen shook her head, but her lips were a little tight.

The doctor's handwriting was so sloppy that I couldn't read it clearly.

However, such a long list of contents is certainly not something that can be summed up by the words "the situation is normal".

Looking at Wenwen's unruly appearance, there must be something wrong with the child, but it has not been determined yet.

The driver of the Xu family sent them back, and I waved to Wenwen and admonished, "Next time you come over, you call me, and I will accompany you." ”

Wenwen nodded and didn't say anything.

I sighed, got in the car and asked the driver to go straight home, and called Song Cheng halfway.

His voice was quite noisy, he didn't know what he was making a fuss, he couldn't hear what I said at all, so he simply hung up the phone and waited for him to come home at night.

Tang Xiao called me unexpectedly and asked me how Wenwen was doing.

I was surprised for a moment, remembering what Wenwen said before, my voice couldn't help but turn cold: "Wenwen's matter, why don't you ask her and ask me what to do?" ”

Tang Xiao teased with a smile: "Sister-in-law, you don't know, she hides from me so much, I don't answer the phone at all, what else can I do, I can only ask your old man to help inquire about the news." I heard that she is going to the hospital for a check-up today, which hospital? Are the results out? ”

I frowned slightly, and wondered, "How do you know she's doing a check-up?" ”

Tang Xiao was suddenly stuck, and he refused to speak.

I was clear in my heart and asked, "Did you go to Xu Le to inquire about the news?" ”

He gave a vague "um", trying to get by.

I said angrily: "Although Wenwen is my friend, there are many things that I can't talk about." If you really care about her, just ask her. But the ugly thing is said earlier, if you do something bad for her, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people. ”

I hung up the phone and had a terrible headache.

If he really cares about Wenwen, then I also have a heart.

But what I'm most afraid of is to act at night.

Song Cheng came back late in the evening, I told him that he was not pregnant, I thought he would be a little disappointed, but I didn't expect him to pick me up directly and turn in circles in the hall.

The servants in the house, who were still busy, now lowered their heads and laughed muffled.

I was embarrassed and thumped him the shoulder.

Song Cheng laughed, asked Song's mother to bring the meal upstairs in an hour, and slipped into the bedroom with me in her arms.

As soon as I looked at his eyes, I knew what was going on in his head, and I grabbed his ears with both hands and warned, "Do you want to think about it well, can you think of something useful all the time?" ”

Song Cheng bared his teeth for a while and muttered, "Wasn't I afraid that you would be sad, so I came up to comfort you?" ”

He threw me into the quilt and smiled hypocritically: "Don't be sad, wife, my husband will accompany you to make a villain." ”

As he spoke, he threw himself on top of me, burying his face in my chest and rubbing it.

I was a little tickled by his rubbing skin, and I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Song Cheng immediately got carried away and pressed me to mess around. If I hadn't reminded him that Mother Song would have brought food over for a while, there would have been no way to stop this night.

I went to the bathroom to take a shower, and when I came out in my pajamas, Song Cheng had already started eating.

He said as he ate: "There is a business reception next week, I have received an invitation, and you will come with me then." ”

I walked over to the coffee table, leaned lazily back on the couch, yawned and said, "What cocktail?" ”

"The Chamber of Commerce here said that entrepreneurs should contact more feelings. Dad had an accident last year, and my eldest brother is gone, we will definitely go to this drinking party, the Song family has not shown up for so long, and people don't necessarily think that something happened to us. ”

I nodded, actually with some stage fright, and tentatively asked, "Can you go alone?" ”

Song Cheng glanced up at me and said with a smile: "I want to bring a female companion, if you don't go, do you want another woman to hold my arm?" You're not jealous? ”

I snorted and said, "You think I'm a vinegar jar?" ”

"That's hard to say, your husband is so handsome, I don't know how many people outside are worried about it." Song Cheng put down his chopsticks as he spoke, propped one hand on the coffee table, leaned forward, and pressed towards me.

"What?"

He kissed me on the lips and whispered, "Right right, I want to introduce you to others and let them know that you are my wife." ”

Eating well, I suddenly said such a meaty word, I couldn't help but lower my head, grabbed the chopsticks and pulled the rice in the bowl, and my face suddenly burned.

He raised his hand and stroked my hair twice, a quivering laugh coming out of his throat.

I looked at him with a grin and couldn't help the smile on my face.

Not long after the New Year, the weather finally warmed up a little bit more than the previous year, and it was no problem to wear evening dresses to the reception.

The eldest lady came back from the sanatorium to stay for two days, and I happened to hand over Xiaoman to her care, and I was more relieved.

At six o'clock in the evening, Song Cheng and I arrived at the largest hotel in City A, which is also the venue for this cocktail party.

The whole banquet hall is splendidly decorated and very magnificent.

When I walked in the door, I was slightly uncomfortable.

Such a high-end occasion made me very uncomfortable, like an ugly duckling who accidentally fell into the territory of a white swan, and I felt an inferiority complex that I couldn't hide.

I grabbed Song Cheng's arm with my right hand and involuntarily leaned towards him.

Song Cheng sensed my nervousness, patted the back of my hand, and said softly, "What's wrong?" ”

I smiled awkwardly and muttered, "I'm not used to wearing shoes." ”

The skirt of the evening dress has always been particularly long, and it is necessary to wear thin heels to hold it up.

With twelve-centimeter heels under my feet, I was already about the same height as Song Cheng, and I always felt like my ankles were going to break when I walked.

When I used to work in Shui Yunsong, I came here in a fool's way, and at most I passed through centimeters.

Later, I was pregnant with Xiaoman, and I stepped on the soles of my feet with flat shoes every day, and it was very convenient to do anything.

Song Cheng looked down, and the heel of his shoe was already blocked by the skirt.

He leaned a little closer to me and whispered, "Press the weight of your body on me a little, don't be so the soles of your feet." ”

I nodded, half of my body weight was on him, and the soles of my feet were really comfortable.

Song Cheng winked at me, and I smiled embarrassedly.

There should be a lot of people here who are friends of the Song family's business, and after leading me to meet a few people, both of my legs are about to break.

Song Cheng then led me to the corner of the rest area and asked me to sit on the sofa and rest.

I bent over to rub my sore calves, but the fluffy skirt of the dress stood in my way.

Song Cheng looked at me and smiled, muttering, "Why are your women's clothes so troublesome?" ”

I sighed, it's not all ideas that those who love beauty come up with, it's called fashion, but in fact, whoever has a sore foot knows.

Song Cheng looked around, our side was quite quiet, and no one walked into this corner.

He crouched down and bent down to lift the hem of my skirt.

I panicked, grabbed my skirt, and whispered, "What are you doing?" ”

He glanced up at me, his warm palm directly covering my calf, pinched the thin layer of muscle on it, and asked, "Does it still hurt?" ”

My face was hot, and I shook my head gently, as sweet as a sip of honey.

Occasionally, someone passing by would put their heads out to catch a glimpse of what was going on here.

I hurriedly lowered my head in embarrassment and quietly glanced at Song Cheng.

Song Cheng understood, got up and clapped his palms, and said, "I'll wash my hands, be obedient, don't run around." ”

I nodded, there are so many people here, they just want me to run, and I don't bother to go out.

I was leaning back on the sofa in a bored daze, when I suddenly heard a whisper outside.

Behind the sofa was a small decorated bouquet of flowers, and I turned my head to glance through the middle of the flowers, and I saw Wenwen from the entrance of the banquet hall.

She was wearing a solemn black dress, only slightly convex in her lower abdomen, and her whole beauty was a little gorgeous, which was particularly eye-catching.

Many people in the hall noticed her, and the eyes of the crowd fell on her for a moment.

Those whispers that can't be heard clearly are clearly talking about her.