625 calls in the middle of the night
Cheng Yue looked at her like this, shook his head and smiled, "No, it's just you, there will be no one else." β
Only her, there will be no other woman who will let him cook for her in the middle of the night like this, only worried that she will be hungry after working too late, and only she will let him think about rushing back to take a good look at her when the drill is almost so busy, just because he wants to hug her and sleep so that she can sleep better, he is willing to do everything he can for her, only her, just because she is his wife, the woman who will spend his life with in the future, the woman he loves in his heart.
Because I love her like this, I want to give her more and make her better.
At the beginning, he may not have understood the meaning of marriage, and he and Jiang Yawen did not say that there was no love before, but now it seems that he obviously did not fall in love with such a Cheng dΓΉ.
In fact, in the final analysis, in addition to Cheng Chao's deliberateness, Jiang Yawen's derailment also has a large part of the reason that he may not have really taken into account Jiang Yawen's feelings, and he didn't care enough about her, ignoring that she needed companionship in the marriage, and he didn't notice these at all, he only thought about training and work, but put his family aside, so he also had to bear a large part of the responsibility for the failure of their marriage.
But perhaps because of this, because of the experience of the previous marriage, he knows how to cherish it more this time, and knows how to maintain the relationship between husband and wife, and takes time to spend as much time as possible with his wife.
The relationship between them may not be as love at first sight as in a fairy tale, but it is precisely because after getting along like this that he knows that each other is the most suitable person for each other, he has never regretted such an impulsive decision, and even more than once glad that he was much luckier than those men who missed her, and he was also glad that he met her at the right time, and he did not make a ten-year mistake like Gu Xiangdong, and he sometimes even thanked Jiang Yawen, maybe it was too unkind to say this, But because of the relationship with her, he learned how to be a husband, how to deal with the relationship between him and Mi Jia, and how to cherish what he has now.
Hearing him answer like this, Mi Jia smiled, her expression was a little proud, and she whispered, "Of course it's only me, I'm your wife." Such rights and treatment are only owned by her, and she is exclusive to the whole world, this recognition makes her heart very sweet, and happiness is all written on her face.
Cheng Yue chuckled, glanced at the time, and said, "Eat it." It's late, she can rest a little earlier after eating early, and he knows how busy she has been lately, not only in the company, but also worried about Uncle Dong in the hospital.
Mijia nodded, lowered her head and continued to eat his love supper.
Mi Jia's stomach has always been very small, but it is rare that she actually ate all such a large bowl of noodles today, and drank half a bowl of soup.
Cheng Yue stood up to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, but Mi Jia raised his hand to hold him, and when he saw her, he said with a smile, "I'll clean up, you go up first." "She's not so shameless, asking him to cook noodles for her and asking him to clean up.
Seeing her say this, Cheng Yue didn't insist much, but he didn't listen to her and went upstairs directly, but stood at the door of the kitchen, watching her clean up the things on the table and then cleaning those dishes and dishes.
Mija cleaned the dishes in the sink, and when she saw him standing by the door, she turned her head and reminded him again, "You go up first, and I'll be fine right away." β
Cheng Yue took a step, but instead of turning around and going upstairs, he walked directly towards her, stood beside her, and said, "I'll help you." As he spoke, he reached out and turned on the water from the faucet, rinsed the washed dishes that were still foaming in clean water, and then took dry towels to dry them one by one.
Mi Jia shook her head helplessly, but with a smile on her face.
When the two of them returned to the room, it was almost half past twelve, and they climbed directly into bed and reserved the bed next to him.
Cheng Yue stepped forward, took off the short-sleeved T-shirt he was wearing, directly lifted the sheet and lay down beside her, his big palm went directly around her waist, hugged her into his arms, and made sure that she was lying in his arms, and then turned around to turn off the bedside light.
Mija leaned into his arms and whispered to him, "Good night." β
Cheng Yue lowered his head and kissed her heart, and responded to her in a low voice, "Good night." There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.
In the dark night, suddenly Mi Jia's mobile phone on the bedside table rang, and the two people in their sleep were woken up by the ringtone, Mi Jia muttered with worried eyes, "Who, it's so late......" yawned or reached out to touch the phone, glanced at the number on the caller ID, and did not show the name, it was an unfamiliar number.
was thinking about whether to pick it up, and Cheng Yue behind him asked, "Who is it?" β
"I don't know, maybe I made the wrong call." As Mi Jia spoke, she directly pressed the phone, put the phone back on the bedside table, turned around, adjusted her position in Cheng Yue's arms, hugged his lean waist with both hands, leaned against his chest and said, "Regardless of him, let's sleep." β
Cheng Yue nodded, and patted her back gently with his big palm, and there was no pause.
Just when Mi Jia was about to fall asleep in Cheng Yue's child-like way, the mobile phone placed at the bedside rang again, Mi Jia raised her head, sleepiness made her frown slightly and a little unhappy, muttering, "What's going on today, don't you let people sleep in the middle of the night?" As he spoke, he was about to turn his head and take the phone again, but he was held down by Cheng Yue.
I only heard Cheng Yue say, "Let me come." As he spoke, he leaned over and took the flashing mobile phone, and glanced at the number that was also unfamiliar and did not have a name, but this time Cheng Yue did not press it, but directly swiped the screen of the mobile phone to pick up the phone, and said to the mobile phone, "Hey, which one?" β
The person on the other side of the phone seemed to be a little surprised to hear not Mi Jia's voice, but he seemed to quickly remember that Mi Jia was married, and asked directly through the phone, "Is Mi Tezhu there?" β
"Mittesuke?" Cheng Yue repeated in a low voice, but did not react for a while.
Cheng Yue didn't react, but Mi Jia in his arms reacted, withdrew from his arms, sat up and hurriedly reached out to take the phone in Cheng Yue's hand, and asked through the phone, "Which one?" β