Song Shenyan couldn't help but reach out and stroke his back, although there was a sense of friction brought by the tattoo, it was more shocking.

Her nose ached.

In her opinion, Xie Tangyu has a strong sense of self, not to mention that he is a noble son born with a golden soup spoon, and his innate arrogance is a height that ordinary people can never reach.

"Why?" She had a nasal voice.

Xie Tangyu put on his shirt unhurriedly, leaned down to look at her, his eyes were full of affection.

"I thought, and I did."

He never cares about the consequences, he works hard to get what he wants, and he never regrets not getting it.

In order to change his past, Song Shenyan washed off a large number of rose tattoos, leaving only one on his ankle that could prove their memories.

But now, Xie Tangyu has proved with his actions that they will never be separated.

From this moment on, he is Song Shenyan's belonging.

It's a pity that the tattoo artist is not Song Shenyan himself, but an old tattoo artist from the Xie family.

Xie Zhenyun didn't know about this yet.

After resting in the hospital for more than half a month, the wound was basically scabbed, but I was not used to bathing and exercising for a long time.

She was lying on the bed in the bedroom reading a magazine, and the sound of water in the bathroom did not stop.

Before, she took care of the wound, but now she is recovering quite well, and the two of them don't even have a kiss.

Xie Tangyu was too pure-hearted, and Song Shenyan didn't dare to take the initiative too much.

The book didn't turn a page for ten minutes, and his mind was in the bathroom, when suddenly the sound of water stopped, and then the friction of the fabric, probably because he was wearing pajamas.

Then I heard the whispering of a hair dryer.

When the door opened, she pretended to be calm and turned the pages of the magazine, but accidentally tore it, Xie Tangyu didn't break it, walked over and naturally took the magazine away, and then went into her side and hugged her.

The fragrance of shampoo and shower gel came to her nose, and Song Shenyan refused to let Xie Tangyu help her take a bath, so she could only simply wash her hair and wipe her body.

Even so, she still has a natural body odor on her.

"I passed by the front desk some time ago and heard those little girls say a word of superstition." Xie Tangyu chatted with her.

Such intimate and natural moments are rare.

But there was a lot of time during this time, which made Song Shenyan's heart warm.

"What superstitions." She cooperates.

Xie Tangyu was next to her again, then sniffed her neck vigorously, and then teased: "To love someone is to be able to smell the unique fragrance on her body." ”

This sentence is the first time Song Shenyan has heard it.

Then she sniffed it vigorously, and she smiled and said, "It's the smell of fragrance." ”

Then Xie Tangyu teased her, and the two of them had a fight, but he always took care of her wounds, so he had to stop in moderation.

Although he had already reacted and was uncomfortable, he still held back.

"Tang Yu, you will endure the illness." Her hand ran around his waist and blew in his ear.

Beauty is around, no one can help it, not to mention that Xie Tangyu and Song Shenyan are legal husband and wife.

"But your wounds."

Song Shenyan's ears turned red, and he whispered: "I'm not lying down." ”

When it was over, she was sweating, Xie Tangyu didn't care about herself, and quickly went to the bathroom to get a towel to wipe her body, and then went to take a bath.

Not enough fun, this was Song Shenyan's first reaction, but Xie Tangyu seemed to be very satisfied.

At night, she lay on her stomach, because the wound still couldn't lie for too long, just getting used to it, it was easy to let herself sleep and forget about it.

Fortunately, Xie Tangyu can always wake up in time, turn her over, and then kiss her twice on the cheek.

Song Shenyan didn't know about this at first.

I thought I was sleeping honestly, until one day the wound was very itchy, but when she was too lazy to move, Xie Tangyu opened her eyes and gently rubbed it for her.

Such a small and intimate act is even more intimate.

Maybe those things weren't good, but now only two people are left to share their hearts.

Song Shenyan will no longer doubt and tempt for words like love or dislove, she chooses Xie Tangyu, and naturally she will always stand by his side.

When she got up in the morning to eat, she struggled with how to choose the right dress.

The shape on the tablet is not satisfied.

"Ling Yi's engagement banquet, is my uncle going?"

The Xie family disagreed, but Xie Tangyu had the final say, and only by eliminating all difficulties could Xie Lingyi achieve a wish.

Xie Tangyu pondered for two seconds, and said truthfully: "My father is only Ling Yi's uncle, and he won't go, but the third aunt should go." ”

"Okay."

"It's just a small party, there aren't many people coming, you don't have to greet them." Xie Tangyu told her not to feel burdened.

Although the two of them are married, the statement of Zheng'er Bajing has never been possible, Song Shenyan remembers this, but she is not ready to take the initiative to mention it.

Sometimes it is necessary for the other person to give some sense of ritual security.

She broke the screen irritably, drank all the milk, stood up too violently, dizzy, stepped back, and fell with the chair, making a violent muffled sound.

"What's wrong with you?" Xie Tangyu ran over to support her as if she were facing a great enemy.

Song Shenyan held his hand: "I just got up too hard." ”

"Is it that you can't choose the right one, I'll go do a hair first in the afternoon, I've already ordered the clothes, I originally planned that I wouldn't take them out if you have the right one, but you can't choose them, so I'll find someone to customize them for you."

In fact, it was customized very early, but I didn't have the opportunity to wear it.

Song Shenyan didn't care much, anyway, Xie Tangyu couldn't use up the money.

The engagement reception is held at 7 p.m.

As the host, Xie Tangyu came early, and Song Shenyan, as his wife, naturally followed, and arrived at the Qu family villa at five o'clock.

This time, Qu Chong gave face very much.

Nancheng has a head and a face, and everyone knows it.

In fact, it seems that Xie Lingyi suffers a loss, but Qu Guangchen will definitely be criticized, but he doesn't care, Xie Tangyu has been taking care of Xie Lingyi very intimately in the past month since he took care of Song Shenyan.

The two of them looked much closer than before.

Xie Lingyi was wearing a dress, she hadn't changed her dress yet, she was very excited when she saw Song Shenyan, and walked over to hug her: "Sister-in-law." ”

Xie Tangyu reminded her: "Don't hold it too tightly, she is injured." ”

Xie Lingyi let go of her hand in a panic, her eyes were very scared.

"It's okay, it's almost fine, and blame me, otherwise you and Xiaoqu would have been engaged a long time ago."

"No, sister-in-law, don't say that, I'm not in a hurry, and I'm very happy this month, but the sixth brother doesn't allow me to see you."

And no one was allowed to go, Lu Xuecai's matter really disgusted Xie Tangyu, so he protected Song Shenyan as if he was half imprisoned.

lived the life of an ordinary couple.

When Ye Zhi came down from the second floor, she was like a housekeeper, asking the maid to clean up the lobby well, and the lack was replenished in time.

"Mr. Xie, Mrs. Xie." She greeted.

Xie Tangyu just pulled Xie Lingyi away, and Song Shenyan replied to her: "Ye Zhi, long time no see." ”