Just half an hour, Meng Shi finished checking the paper.

He also wanted to say a few words of thanks to Dean Tang, but Dean Tang hung up the call decisively when he finished the last word of the paper, and Meng Shi didn't say a single punctuation mark.

“……”

He looked at the results he had worked so hard to get suspiciously, and was a little nervous, was Dean Tang dissatisfied?

After struggling for a long time, Meng Shi sent a WeChat message to Tang Zhihuan.

Meng Shi: Dean Tang, what do you think is not satisfied?

After waiting for ten minutes, I didn't see Tang Zhihuan's reply.

Meng Shi stayed up for two nights to prepare these materials, and although he was worried at this time, he was also extremely tired, he yawned, and suddenly he was not so nervous.

Maybe Dean Tang listened to his data analysis for so long and was also sleepy, so he hung up the call record directly.

Thinking of this, Meng Shi stretched his waist, and after taking a shower in the bathroom, he collapsed on the bed.

—

After listening to Meng Shi's report, Tang Zhihuan hung up the phone and went to the kitchen to drink a sip of water before walking to the bedroom.

Pushing open the bedroom door, a faint perfume came to his face, and the man's eyes flashed, and he walked in quietly.

Song Xixi didn't sleep, as soon as he came in, he met her eyes, smiling deeply, holding back the bad child.

Song Xixi knelt on the bed, holding a pillow in his arms, his chestnut hair tied into a high ball head tied on top of his head, and he was only wearing a shirt of Tang Zhihuan.

The top three buttons were unbuttoned, revealing a large white shoulder blade.

Tang Zhihuan looked at her, his eyes darkened, and he walked to the bed, he looked down from above, and saw at a glance that Song Xixi was only wearing his shirt.

"Huh?"

The tone was puzzled with a bit of satisfaction.

Song Xixi hooked his arm charmingly and blinked: "Do you like it or not?" ”

"Hmm."

Tang Zhihuan took off his eyes with one hand, put them on the bed table casually, leaned over and hooked her pointed chin, and met her wet eyes: "What is this for, doesn't it mean sleeping?" ”

"It's sleeping......"

The man smiled at the corner of his mouth and asked her, "Do you want to turn off the lights?" ”

Song Xixi's face turned red, his eyes were bright, and he shook his head.

……

Everything went smoothly, and when Tang Zhihuan opened the drawer in the second row of the bedside table, the green tendons on his forehead suddenly burst out, restraining the person who was moving in his arms.

"Where's the stuff?"

Song Xixi's face turned red, his eyes flickered, he didn't dare to look at him with a weak heart, and his voice was as small as a mosquito: "I'm hiding." ”

“……”

The man's face deepened, and he was in a dilemma as he looked at the current situation of the two.

Song Xixi swallowed his saliva and took the initiative to approach him: "I just want a child, even if you are busy, our mother will help take care of it, and they all hope that we will have a child as soon as possible." ”

Tang Zhihuan finally understood at this time, no wonder Song Xixi was so abnormal and held back the bad.

He silently took two deep breaths, looked at the woman who was trying to please him, secretly gritted his teeth, and remained silent.

Song Xixi worked hard for a long time, but Tang Zhihuan just didn't pounce and let her toss.

Her heart was beating fast and she felt like she was going to fail.

Just as she was about to give up, Tang Zhihuan suddenly responded, and her actions were a little ruthless.

At the last moment, Tang Zhihuan stopped, bullied her, his eyes were smiling, and his voice was hoarse: "Do you want to?" ”

These few days are a dangerous period for Song Xixi, and the possibility of pregnancy is extremely high.

Song Xixi nodded: "I want to ......"

"But I don't want it anymore."

Tang Zhihuan suddenly showed a boring look, turned over and rolled over from Song Xixi, and then lay down with his back to Song Xixi, his breathing gradually smoothing out.

“……”

Song Xixi maintained that posture and was stunned.

The heart was empty, as if something was missing, and it was hot and uncomfortable, all of which were ignited by this man just now.

She turned her head sideways and looked at the man with her back to her, as if she had really slept.

"Tang Zhihuan?"

"......" No one answered her.

"Husband......"

"......" or not.

After being quiet for more than two minutes, Song Xixi sat up with a red face, pulled over Tang Zhihuan's sleeping body, and met the pair of dark eyes in an instant.

Tang Zhihuan opened his mouth: "Do you want to take it out?" ”