133 Come back at night with you

When Song Xixi returned to the bedroom, Tang Zhihuan was half-lying on the bed looking at his mobile phone, the top three buttons of his pajamas were not buttoned, revealing his sexy Adam's apple and collarbone, hanging his head slightly, and the light was shadowed from the side, looking like a sven scum.

Song Xixi looked at him and couldn't help but swallow his saliva. His appearance is only more mature than when he was in college, and he has not changed much.

The man suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her: "Have you seen enough?" ”

"I can't get enough of it in my life!"

Song Xixi smiled at him, took pajamas from the closet and went to the bathroom.

Song Xixi was lying in the warm bathtub, and the bits and pieces of her time traveling to Tang Zhihuan ten years ago unconsciously appeared in her mind.

She couldn't help but think about what Tang Zhihuan would become after leaving.

Thinking about it, she didn't even realize that the water was cold.

Until the bathroom door was unscrewed from the outside, Tang Zhihuan walked in and reached out to test the water temperature: "The water is cold, isn't it cold?" ”

Song Xixi came back to his senses, looked at him and nodded: "It's a little cold." ”

Tang Zhihuan shivered when he saw Song Xixi, smiled helplessly, asked her to stand up and wrap her in a bath towel, hugged her back to the bed directly, and then covered it with a thin quilt, and ripped off the wet bath towel on her body through the quilt.

The man turned off the light and held her in his arms.

Song Xixi cooperated with him, and was a little worried: "I really feel sorry for you ten years ago." ”

"What's distressed?"

"I... You shouldn't go, like you said at that time, suddenly break into your world, and then leave suddenly, all the pain and thoughts, let you bear it alone......"

Song Xixi took a deep breath, clinging to the man's shoulder blades tightly, his brows furrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but overflow with a coquettish anger: "If you don't go, you won't have these sad ......"

The man's breath was quite panting, buried deeply, kissed her nose and eyes lightly, and said in a deep voice: "What a pity if you don't go." ”

"How can I see grandma."

"How do you know about my past?"

"How do you know, no matter what time I am, I'm going to fall in love with you."

Song Xixi's eyes were watery, staring at the eyes that were close at hand: "Husband, I really love you so much......"

"yes, I know."

……

After a long time, Song Xixi was exhausted.

Tang Zhihuan carried her to the bathroom to clean up, and then hugged her to lie down again. When he lowered his eyes, he met the tired eyes of the woman in his arms, and gently dropped a kiss on her eyelids, and said softly, "Sleep." ”

Song Xixi muttered softly, slowly closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

Tang Zhihuan hugged her and sighed silently, he stared at the dark ceiling, no sleep, and tightened the person in his arms.

He suddenly chuckled softly, leaned sideways against Song Xixi's heart, smelled the faint smell of shampoo in her hair, and didn't know how long it took to fall asleep......

Ten years ago, his study plan was able to go on as usual because he didn't meet Song Xixi and meet this person who made him lose his principles.

……

The next day, Song Xixi woke up, and there was no man's temperature on the side of the bed.

I took my phone and looked at the time, it was almost noon.

Because of the shuttle experiment, Song Xixi took a week's leave from the kindergarten, and today is only Wednesday, and she can not go to work, she saw a message on WeChat, and it was Tang Zhihuan who clicked on it. Wechat

Tang Zhihuan: "I'm back to the laboratory, and I'll come back to accompany you in the evening." ”

Song Xixi replied: "Don't you go to work tomorrow?" ”

At this point, Tang Zhihuan's mobile phone should not be around, she went into the kitchen to cook herself a bowl of noodles.

As soon as she put the noodles down in the pot, the mobile phone on the glass table rang, and Song Xixi thought that Tang Zhihuan had sent her a WeChat video.

I washed my hands and picked it up to see that it was Yu tea.

She connected to the video, and it was a melon in front of the camera.

Song Xixi smiled: "Muskmelon melon, why are you calling your godmother?" ”

"Godmother, can you live with you for a few days, my parents don't love me anymore and say they want me to live in your house."

Song Xixi looked at the pink and tender Shi Ge in the video, the hair on his forehead was pinned up by a pink rabbit hairpin, his eyes were round, and his eyelashes fluttered slightly when he spoke.

"Okay, Godmother welcomes melons and melons to live in Godmother's house, but why don't parents love melons?"

Song Xixi sighed silently in his heart, this child is only two years old, and he knows the trick of running away from home, which is terrible.