"Shen Mosheng, this is not the way home."

"Yes." Shen Mosheng said categorically that the speed of the car did not decrease in the slightest.

Han Yingying glared at him: "Are you bullying me and I don't know the way?" ”

"It's not." Shen Mosheng focused on the road conditions, and he didn't even glance at it, and explained seriously.

"When my grandfather said he wouldn't let you in, I bought a house. If Grandpa really objected, we moved out. ”

Shen Mosheng is an old-fashioned person, Han Yingying has always thought that his family concept is very important, and marriage must be to live with the old man, and never separate the family, but he didn't expect him to consider the matter of the two living alone, and bought a house for this.

She looked at Shen Mosheng for a long time, until she saw that Shen Mosheng's ears were red, and then she spoke.

"Shen Mosheng, don't you think it's unfilial to move out to live?"

"There is something wrong with it, but since I marry you, I must not let you be wronged. I can't guarantee that I'll be safe at all times, or that everyone will love and love you.

But at least, at home, I have to hold up for you, and I can't let you be wronged in the slightest. In his own home, he can't protect his wife, which is a man's biggest incompetence. ”

Shen Mosheng still looked at the road without squinting, but his tone was extremely serious.

The only way he could think of a good way to Sakura Sakura was to protect her in any way he could think of.

Her heart fluctuated, Han Yingying only felt that her nose was slightly sour, and her tears fell almost uncontrollably.

She sniffed and said with great emotion: "Shen Mosheng, thank you for thinking so much about me, and for protecting me and treating me so desperately where I can't see." ”

Shen Mosheng smiled lightly and said it as a matter of course: "I didn't do anything special, and I don't deserve such a solemn thank you." ”

"You're here, it's the most special. If it weren't for you, maybe I would still be in the pain of falling out of love. ”

Thinking of the attitude that she began to resist desperately, Han Yingying suddenly felt a little funny.

No wonder some people say: After regaining his rationality, he really wants to shoot his former emotional self to death.

"Are you still in pain now?"

"Do I cry a lot since I've been with you?"

"Not much."

"Do you laugh a lot?"

"I'm laughing every day."

Han Yingying: "Isn't the answer obvious?" ”

"Then you, do you still like that senior?" The hand holding the steering wheel tightened slightly, and Shen Mosheng asked a little nervously, afraid that asking a question that should not be asked, which would make Han Yingying angry and sad.

Han Yingying was stunned, and asked the same question in her heart.

Does she still like seniors?

She couldn't say it, but after that day in the hospital, she hadn't seen her senior, and she barely remembered it.

It's as if the crush was just a dream, and when you wake up, you forget what you dreamed about.

She thought, maybe she liked it, but it was so faint that she could barely remember it.

Perhaps, I don't like it anymore, but I like it for two years, and it has almost become a habit, and I can't completely quit it all of a sudden.

"I'm sorry, I was abrupt." Without waiting for Han Yingying to answer, Shen Mosheng apologized anxiously, not wanting to upset her.

"No, I just can't tell the difference myself." Han Yingying said frankly that she didn't want to cause a gap between the two because of this matter.

"Since it's an unimportant person, it doesn't matter if you can't tell the difference, it's me who talks too much." Shen Mosheng was lightly comforted, not wanting inconsequential people to occupy Han Yingying's attention.