The two returned to the villa and greeted them, and when they saw the two of them, Wang's mother smiled, "Young master, young lady." ”

Zhao Yiyan also has a lot of feelings for Wang Ma, and when she saw Wang Ma stepping forward a few steps, she looked at her with a smile and said, "I just came back from the hospital, why don't you rest so late?" ”

Look at the time, it's almost twelve o'clock, but the villa is different from usual, this time is still brightly lit.

"Before you came back, Mrs. went out and went to the hospital, what happened to Miss Yang? I looked at Madame's face, and it didn't seem to be very good. Wang Ma didn't dare to ask Song Wanyu directly, and when she saw her expression, she knew that it was definitely not a good thing, if she was in a hurry, she might cause trouble.

Zhao Yiyan took Wang Ma's arm and walked in, there was no less grandmother's shelf at all, Wang Ma directly forgot about Li Tingchen as soon as she talked to Zhao Yiyan, the two of them went first, and Li Tingchen was still walking behind, but looking at the backs of the little wife and Wang Ma, the corners of her mouth naturally raised, and her mood became very calm.

Zhou Zhong saw Li Tingchen's smile like this, looked at the back of the distance again, and also knew in his heart, stepped forward, and said, "Young master." ”

Li Tingchen was shouted by him, came back to his senses, and said, "Is there anything going on at home today?" ”

Zhou Zhong's expression seemed to be something, so he said, "What's the matter, you just say it, don't have any scruples." ”

"Yes, young master." Zhou Zhong hesitated for a moment, but still said directly, "Madame said at home today, I hope ...... I hope that the young lady will stay at home. Now Miss Yang is injured in the hospital, and Mrs. means ......"

Xiaoying is injured, so is she going to leave his wife at home?

Hearing this, Li Tingchen's face was already very ugly, his eyebrows were almost covered with a layer of frost, he nodded to indicate that he understood, and then said, "She asked you to transfer the message to me?" ”

"No, I heard Madame call today, it seems that this is what I meant, I just told the young master in advance, don't be too passive then."

Zhou Zhong's expression was also a little unsightly, and he was also surprised when he heard Song Wanyu call, he didn't expect his wife to make such a request.

Li Tingchen looked at a figure in the living room, through the glass window, he wanted to hug her back directly, protect him between the direct arms, take a deep breath, Li Tingchen said: "I know, go and rest." ”

Zhou Zhong was also very distressed when he saw Li Tingchen's expression, "Yes, young master." ”

Li Tingchen calmed down for a while, then walked up the steps and heard Zhao Yiyan chatting with Wang's mother, saying that tomorrow was the weekend, and he was going to eat at home, what he wanted to eat, and so on.

Although Zhao Yiyan was in a bad mood, he tried his best to show a happy appearance in front of Wang Ma, Yang Ying's affairs should not be publicized, and it was best not to make it public in front of Wang Ma.

Li Tingchen entered the door, his clear eyes were designed to be soft, and he looked at Zhao Yiyan, "Wife, it's time to rest." ”

Wang Ma suddenly reacted, and said apologetically: "Look at me, I actually forgot the time, young lady, young master, you go upstairs to rest, it's too late now, tomorrow's breakfast ......"

"You won't have to wait for us tomorrow for breakfast." Li Tingchen said directly.

"Yes, young master."

Zhao Yiyan turned around and smiled at Wang Ma, "Let's go up." ”

"Okay, I'll wait for Madame."

Speaking of his wife, Zhao Yiyan thought that Song Wanyu went to the hospital late at night, and then said to Li Tingchen: "Husband, should we wait for Mom?" She hadn't come back so late. ”

Li Tingchen gently pinched Zhao Yiyan's chin and turned her face in the direction of the stairs, and then took her hand and walked forward, "We and my mother are in shifts to accompany Xiaoying to suffer, we are in the first half, and my mother is in the second half, so now is our rest time, and my mother is accompanied by the driver, it's okay." ”

Zhao Yiyan sweated silently, and there is such a metaphor, president, you are really talented!

"Okay then." As he spoke, he yawned heavily.

Both of them were tired and took a shower and fell asleep on the bed, and one night, Li Tingchen hugged Zhao Yiyan on his chest, as if she was afraid that she would be snatched away.

Zhao Yiyan nestled in Li Tingchen's warm and generous arms, breathing evenly, dreamless.

Li Tingchen pondered for a long time, if his mother really wanted to ask his little wife to stay at home, what should he do?

The next morning, both of them slept until the third pole of the sun, and it was almost one o'clock in the morning when they fell asleep last night, Zhao Yiyan felt as if he couldn't wake up at all, he barely opened his eyes, only to feel that his body was being hugged, and he turned his head to one side, and saw Li Tingchen's chest, through a layer of nightgown, he could clearly feel his heartbeat, which was extremely advantageous.

The morning light outside the window was soft and pounced on the bed, on the quilt, and on their bodies, Zhao Yiyan took a deep breath greedily, such an early morning, it's so good.

It's nice to wake up in his arms.

Zhao Yiyan has a habit of wanting to move when he wakes up from sleep, and is so hugged by his arm, but Zhao Yiyan is just his back against him, and he can't see his face, he can only see his hand on his cheek, and his arm is used as a pillow for her all night.

The little hand slid up gently, put his hand in the palm of a certain president, and then smiled secretly.

He shouldn't have woken up yet, right? Zhao Yiyan really wanted to touch his chin and his stubble with his fingers when he didn't wake up, sometimes, he didn't have time to shave in the morning, there would be a little bit of stubble, and it was a little itchy to the touch, but it was very comfortable.

Zhao Yiyan thought so in his heart, and his body moved in his arms.

"Wife."

Li Tingchen's somewhat hoarse but extraordinarily sexy voice suddenly came from behind her, and a hot breath sprayed into her neck, crispy and numb.

"Are you awake?" Zhao Yiyan pursed his lips, his face flushed.

"Well, I've been awake since you started insulting me." A certain president still squinted his eyes and had no intention of getting up.

Yes? Insulting him? What is she......

"Where do I have? Are you holding me? "It's a thief shouting to catch a thief.

Li Tingchen's extremely lazy and elegant and charming voice continued to sound in his ears, "My wife masturbated my hand early in the morning, and she was still moving around in my arms, isn't this igniting a fire?" ”

Zhao Yiyan bit her lower lip, didn't move, and said in a low voice: "Husband, that, shouldn't we get up?" The sun is out. ”

Li Tingchen covered Zhao Yiyan's eyes, although he was facing away from her, he accurately covered her eyes with his big hand, "Wife, you can't get up, do you listen to me, or listen to it?" ”

Burst! You're not mistaken, President, what are you fighting with the sun?

Zhao Yiyan was just about to speak, but the lazy voice behind him continued: "It's dark now, and my wife continues to sleep." I'll get you up, and you'll get up again. ”

After Li Tingchen finished speaking, he used his arm to transfer a small head pillowed on his arm to his arms, and then a certain Zhao put his face on someone's heart without paying attention. Well, the light really went down this time.

A certain president breathed slowly, rested his big hand on his little wife's head, and let her continue to curl up in his arms, although he held her so tightly, he always felt that he could lose it at any time, although he was obviously by his side, but there was a strong uneasiness in his heart becoming clearer and clearer.

Li Tingchen chin shook, his lips fell on Zhao Yiyan's hair, kissed her hair, and then continued to hold her, hearing her breathing and feeling her heartbeat. As if this was the only way he felt that he would not lose her.

Downstairs, Song Wanyu had already cleaned up, and Wang Ma and several servants had already brought the food to the table, Song Wanyu glanced at the stairs and asked, "What about the young master and the lady?" ”

Wang Ma said: "I came back late last night, the young master and Mrs. must be tired, let them rest a little more today." ”

Song Wanyu snorted, Gu Zi picked up the knife and fork, and then said, "Who is used to it?" If you are young, you can't get up after sleeping late. ”

Seeing that her tone was displeased, Mother Wang dared to continue the topic, but said: "Madam, Miss Yang is sick in the hospital, I will ask the kitchen to stew some chicken soup for Miss Yang, and send it to her to replenish her body." ”

Song Wanyu nodded, and she didn't pay much attention, "Well, I have to go to the hospital in the morning, let's stew it now, I'll bring it over after the soup is ready." Prepare some more dishes, Lao Yang and they are also in the hospital. ”

"Yes, ma'am, I'll get the kitchen ready."

successfully changed the topic, Wang Ma also walked away neatly, Song Wanyu ate alone, no one spoke, so she picked up the newspaper next to the table and flipped it up, it was all some financial and factual news.

However, when she saw a certain piece of news, Song Wanyu's eating action stopped.

The news read, "The people of Xiling knelt down to thank the anonymous well-wishers, and after the completion of the Xiling Hydroelectric Power Station, the villagers bid farewell to the era of kerosene lamps." ”

Xiling Hydroelectric Power Station, isn't that exactly what her good son did? John doe? Tingchen built a power station without leaving his own name?

Song Wanyu looked at the whole picture of the power station in the photo, looked at it, the movement stopped again, her eyes stared at an L sign on it, her fingers squeezed the newspaper fiercely, and then slapped the newspaper on the table with a snap.

Tingchen! You're such a good son! You're so nice!

It's been ten years, and ten years is not enough time for you to toss! People are dead, and you still can't forget it.

Throwing away the newspaper, Song Wanyu didn't have the heart to eat anymore, rubbing her eyebrows, only to feel a headache.

Upstairs at this time.

The time was already half past nine in the morning, Li Tingchen nodded the cheek of the little woman in his arms, and the corners of his mouth lifted, "Wife, are you awake?" ”

The man in his arms moved, "Huh? A soft monosyllabic sound sounded, and a cat nestled in his arms.

"Husband, are you going to get up?"

"Well, do you want your wife to get up?"

"Okay, get up." Rubbing his eyes, Zhao Yiyan got up from Li Tingchen's arms, Li Tingchen's lips hooked deeper and deeper, the more he smiled, the more charming he became, looking at Zhao Yiyan, whose hair was a little messy, and brushing her cheeks with his big hand.

"Wife, if you are so cute, I really can't help it."

Someone's voice is ambiguous, he didn't do anything last night, it's just very good, and I can't help it now.

"Whew! Get up, get up! ”

Zhao Yiyan suddenly turned into a little tiger who was on guard, and he woke up in an instant, and stood up with a flick of his long legs, just like a fried little lion.

Li Tingchen laughed when he saw his little wife's reaction, "It's really tried and tested to get you up in this way." ”