[In Zhong Zixi's cognition, a good wife should give her husband wholehearted trust. She would take the initiative to share her happiness with the man, but kept her sadness to herself until he told her, "Zizi, you can lose your temper with me". He understands what she wants-Zhong Zixi! 】

It was before he got married, and He Yansheng was really busy at that time, flying all over the world, and there were endless meetings and documents to review every day.

Busy? Yes is a word that discourages many men and women who have love in their hearts, and turns the endless quarrels and troubles into obscurity.

It turns out that love can't resist the word companionship, and the feelings that Zhong Zixi wants are fine.

Even if she doesn't need the other party to be too rich, she doesn't need the other party to be a handsome man. She doesn't want a deep and affectionate man to be her husband like Xu Baihang, and she doesn't want a deep and unfathomable man to be her husband like He Yansheng!

So, Zhong Zixi is destined to be a woman who is not very lucky, one of the two men who happens to be related to her life is conceited and moral, and the other is cold and affectionate.

So adjectives such as sensible, obedient, and well-behaved came into being. Zhong Zixi is this type of woman, gentle and not the slightest aggressive.

She never bothered him, but she was always in the living room waiting for him to come back. The orange light in the middle of the night is the most heartwarming existence.

Zhong Zixi never knew that on He Yansheng's countless journeys back with the evening breeze, his hard heart would become vulnerable. From then on, my heart is like having a face door, and it will hurt if I pinch it gently.

Many times she fell asleep on the sofa when she couldn't resist the sleepiness, and when she woke up again, the temperature on the other side had been cold for a long time.

She didn't know when the man had returned, let alone when he had carried her back to bed.

does not complain, but will often stare at the side that has sunk in, and lose his mind for a long time.

She is a very detail-oriented person, and as a wife, she likes to wait quietly for her husband who returns late.

Don't bother, don't ask, but choose to protect him in your own way.

This is her love, a love method that does not reciprocate, and it is also the greatest effort she can do in this marriage.

She didn't expect He Yansheng to understand, this man is romantic, but there are too many burdens on him.

There are too many people who have expectations for him, so it is destined that he will not be He Yansheng of Zhong Zixi alone.

When she was very young, Xu Baihang was socializing outside, and she had the impression that her mother would never take the initiative to disturb him, but always waited silently for her husband who returned late to come home after taking care of her.

Maybe this has become a reason for my father to cheat? I always feel that I don't love enough, and I always feel that I am not very intimate. As everyone knows, this kind of trust, regardless of the result, is the highest sincerity a woman can give in a marriage.

Zhong Yu never took the initiative to check Xu Baihang's itinerary, let alone return home after his entertainment to interrogate her, and her mother kept telling her that all relationships in the world were the same, based on trust.

As long as there is trust in each other

is the premise of everything.

So she would rather be one in the living room doing her own thing and waiting for him. I won't take the initiative to call him and ask him to come back early.

Maybe it was really believed at that time! Even if she is uneasy, even if she feels scared, she can still adjust herself.

I don't know what night it was, Zhong Zixi, who got up, subconsciously explored the temperature next to him.

Probably low air pressure is really contagious, it will affect.

I didn't feel the expected cold, but I was directly hugged into my arms by someone with my hand, and a familiar breath filled the tip of my nose.

She subconsciously sighed, and there was a small surprise in her heart.

He Yansheng's nasal voice in the morning is particularly heavy, and there is a particularly clean and lazy voice between his hoarse voice, like a low saxophone, and each vocal range has a unique magnetism.

Unhurried, it's especially appealing in such an early morning.

"Wife, what are you touching early in the morning? Well? ”

The hot air squirted through Zhong Zixi's earlobe, which was warm and itchy.

Zhong Zixi's cheeks were slightly red, did she want to tell this man that she habitually touched the temperature around her every morning to make sure he had come back to sleep?

Such a humiliating topic, she didn't want to talk to this man. If she asked, He Yansheng would definitely think that she was jealous and incomprehensible!

"I didn't ...... It's the habit of getting up early, subconsciously supporting your waist. "The little girl is telling lies with her eyes open, but she is very sincere, well-behaved, and soft.

The man chuckled, and the laughter soaked in his throat like a rush of red wine, which was particularly rich.

"You, what are you laughing at?" The angry little girl is a little weak-hearted.

He Yansheng looked at the little girl in his arms, from his point of view, the little girl's duck-like eyelashes were slender and curved, and she liked to keep blinking her eyelashes when she was nervous to hide her panic.

As everyone knows, the silhouette under the corner of his eyes, the careless shaking and uneasiness have already betrayed him, Zhong Zixi's palm kept poking the corner of his clothes to try to divert his attention.

Hooking people without knowing that there is probably no one who does a better job than this girl, He Yansheng is very busy during this time, and he has less time to see her.

The little girl was still in his arms early in the morning, moving around, and she really trusted his self-control.

"Didn't laugh at anything, why didn't you tell me when you missed me?"

The mellow scent with a unique agarwood fragrance made her lose the motivation to think.

"No, I am."

Then all the explanations and words to be said were in this early morning, listening to the wind, feeling the sun, bathing in the warmth and the most crisp stickiness turned into a silent drizzle, warming each other.

Zhong Zixi seemed to hear a shallow and gentle bell ringing all the time, and the sea level in the distance was constantly moving.

And she felt as if she was under the clear blue sky, and on the deep sea, a layer of shallow rose petals floated until the sound of the wind fell into her heart.

It wasn't until breakfast time that she put up her feet and handed them to He Yansheng, and asked with a smile. "Why, this is Mr. He

The gift of reparation? ”

The man chuckled and doted on the tip of her nose. "No, it's a chain that traps you."

She pressed unceremoniously step by step, "Mr. He, you are the most possessive among the men in your life, and you are the most jealous among the possessive old men." What's the matter, Uncle He deceived me for a morning with an anklet? Wouldn't I suffer a lot like this? ”

Zhong Zixi raised his head and didn't explain clearly, sleeping directly on the road tonight, He Yansheng smiled gently, held the little girl's posture affectionately, and stroked the end of her hair warmly with his palm.

"Well, my wife is so talkative, I'll feel guilty, what do you say?"

Zhong Zixi tightened his arms, leaned his small head into his arms, and the smile on the corner of his mouth lasted for a long time and did not dissipate.

It turned out that this man understood everything, and he just understood the discomfort she hadn't said, no more, no less.

The sweetness and satisfaction in the heart lingered in the heart, and the wind blew and fell, and then took root and bloomed in the heart.

The half-soft voice leaned into his arms, and the two chatted with each other.

"He Yansheng, I like this gift you gave me very much, I really like it."

At this time, her attachment is real, and the feeling of leaning on the arms of the person she loves, from body to mind, is also true.

He Yansheng didn't take the conversation, and his palms were still gently covering her back. It's like the way to convey apologies in ancient times, which is self-evident.

"Zizi, do you only want to talk about it if you like you, and all the unhappiness you only keep quietly in your heart?"

The expression on Zhong Zixi's face stiffened, and He Yansheng could clearly feel the stiffness of the person in his arms for a short moment.

It's really just a moment, too fast.

Zhong Zixi is Zhong Zixi, the one who can put away all her little emotions as long as she doesn't want to.

But her lips pursed her eyebrows and her eyes were always low, and no one looked at her, which was proof of her grievances and unhappiness.

"Don't like me coming home late, wait for me every night. Why did you never tell me? Zizi, in your heart, am I just a husband who can share happiness and can't complain about dissatisfaction? ”

Zhong Zixi lowered her head and did not speak, and the man's index finger gently picked up her chin, forcing her to look back at his fierce gaze.

The woman's flushed cheeks were full of white pores, as clear as feathers, and her eyes were sparkling with unspoken thoughts.

The little girl is also smart, she doesn't answer, she doesn't deny, and as soon as she opens her mouth, she points straight to the softest part of his heart.

"Really? Uncle He is so smart, didn't he guess everything, what else did I say? ”

He Yansheng hooked his lips and chuckled, she was really a girl who couldn't eat at all.

"Sharp teeth".

Later, He Yansheng never went home past ten o'clock, without exception.

Since he agreed to move to Ziyan Huafu to live, this man has also been like this, and he will rush home before ten o'clock without entertainment, and he will never go out of style.

Zhong Zixi sat on the sofa, and the TV set played the popular idol drama of the season, one

Adapted from "Dear, Loved" starring Yang Zi and Li Xian.

Zhong Zixi couldn't help but sigh in her heart that Yang Zi's acting skills are really good, the kind of person who met love at first sight when she was a girl, from being at a loss, nervous, panicked, secretly poking and poking her careful thoughts and not daring to say it, all moved in the eyes of the girl who wanted to say welcome.

She was like this a long time ago, she liked the person she liked, and even if she didn't open her mouth, she couldn't lock up the joy in her expression.

The clock on the wall was ticking, and every one was crisp.

Falling on Zhong Zixi's heart, she knocked gently, her fingers couldn't stop stirring the corners of her clothes, and her eyes were full of sweet love, as if she could feel the taste of citric acid through the screen.

But my mind was blank, and I was very confused.

"Miss Chung is waiting for her husband to come home? Don't worry, sir, he's very clean, you're the first girl that Mr. brought back to Aqua Garden, that night Mr. took you home, but you didn't see how anxious he was when you were sick. Don't let anyone touch you except himself during the whole process, Miss Zhong is really a blessing. ”

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