"Does it hurt?"

Song Chinese New Year's Eve buried in the crook of his arm and did not speak, yesterday only did Song Chinese New Year's Eve once and it was not good, she was originally lying and said that she was not tired, she couldn't lift her hand after doing it once, Qin Weizhou contracted the follow-up cleaning work, the two people held it, and transferred to the guest bedroom to sleep.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve's face was hot, "Can you not ask this kind of question as soon as I wake up." ”

Qin Weizhou hooked the corners of his mouth and touched the silky hair that she had attached to her ears and her arms.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve blinked, was stunned for a while, and asked him: "Don't you take the initiative to explain?" ”

Qin Weizhou was slightly stunned, didn't he confess yesterday?

For the eyes of the Chinese New Year's Eve of the Song Dynasty, Qin Weizhou was sure, and not giving his wife a detailed explanation was equivalent to not explaining.

Deeply reflect on your mistakes.

Song Chinese New Year's Eve didn't plan to ask him to say it again in detail, and she didn't want to hear it so much, the key was not here.

"Were you in a hurry when you couldn't contact me last time?" Song Chinese New Year's Eve looked at him.

Qin Weizhou made a gesture of his hand and hugged the person tighter, "Hmm." ”

Song Chinese New Year's Eve: "You can't fail to reply to my message." ”

Qin Weizhou: "My fault. ”

"Well, it's good to admit mistakes" Song Chinese New Year's Eve paused, "but I'll panic." ”

Qin Weizhou's fingers traced her eyebrows, and he lowered his head to kiss her lips.

The gentlest soothing erased the last uneasiness in her heart.

Qin Weizhou said: "There is no next time. ”

Song Chinese New Year's Eve felt that what she said was too absolute, and she said: "Tell me about special circumstances." ”

Qin Weizhou looked at her deeply, shook his head slightly, and his voice was light and deep, "No, there are no more special people than you, things that are more special than yours." ”

Song Chinese New Year's Eve's heart trembled and smiled: "Teacher Qin..."

"Hmm."

"We're really in this together, aren't we?"

Qin Weizhou: "That's right. ”

Song Chinese New Year's Eve: "I'm not dreaming. ”

Qin Weizhou's eyes darkened: "Isn't it real?" ”

Song Chinese New Year's Eve's eyes flashed, she blinked, and then took the initiative to kiss it.

No, it's real, it's too real, it's like someone deliberately made it real.

was so real that at a certain moment, she even thought that the previous life was a dream she had in this life.

If so, how nice.

……

"Dad, this is a picture..."

When Song Shangze cleaned up the study, he dragged out a few heavy large boxes from under the bookcase, which were very precious things for Song Enming, and he was not allowed to open them, although he didn't know what they were, but because he hadn't moved them for too long, he fell to the bottom and dropped a roll out, which was spread out in front of him.

Song Enming was also stunned when he saw the painting falling, Song Shangze thought that he would wait for a reprimand, but when he looked up, his father was looking at the painting in a daze.

It wasn't until he heard Song Shangze's voice that he waved his hand, "You go out." ”

Song Shangze withdrew his gaze and nodded, a faint strangeness floated in his heart, but he didn't say much, put the box down and got up, "Got it." ”

But when he reached the door, Song Enming stopped him again.

"Wait."

"Dad?" Song Shangze turned around and saw Song Enming bending down and holding the painting in his hand.

He looked at the painting and said, "It's your mother's birthday in a few days." ”

Song Shangze waited for him to finish.

Song Enming paused and said, "Let's see, if you can bring that girl." ”

Song Shangze was stunned, is it Chinese New Year's Eve?

"I... Okay, I'll try. ”

But Song Shangze remembered that the last time Song Chinese New Year's Eve saw Song Enming's reaction, he was still a little afraid.