Until the face appeared in front of him in its entirety.

With some coquettishness, there was a faint tiredness in his eyes, I don't know if it was because of the tiring journey, or the hours in the bathroom.

During this time, his veins seemed to be frozen by the cold of this winter.

But her arrival made them all thaw.

The impersonal cold-blooded began to return to its proper temperature.

He holds people in his arms.

She was so petite and slender, like a soft ragdoll.

Squeamish and vulnerable.

"Song Wanyue." Breathy, sleepy, he closed his eyes lightly on her shoulder.

The last two words came out almost with a faint breath.

It was very light, so light that Song Wanyue almost didn't hear it clearly.

"Thank you."

She was stunned for a moment, because he thanked him for this beginning.

Then he laughed to himself and hugged him.

"You should have thanked me a long time ago, without me, how could you have married such a beautiful wife."

Duan Baiting slept for a long time, a full twelve hours.

So long that Song Wanyue thought he was dead.

He even reached out to probe his snort, and was relieved to make sure that he was still breathing.

He didn't open his eyes, but he held the hand she was about to withdraw.

"Worried I'm dead?"

Song Wanyue stiffened: "I'm not worried, I'm just afraid that you will go too fast and haven't had time to make a will." ”

He chuckled in his throat: "Then you can rest assured, my first heir in line is you." ”

Song Wanyue snorted softly: "With your recent lifestyle, I estimate that it won't be long before you become the youngest rich woman." When the time comes, take your money to support the little white face. My dream was to build a castle and let all kinds of handsome guys warm my bed, and pamper the gentle ones today, and the domineering ones tomorrow......"

Her tirade was forced to stop because Duan Baiting pinched her cheek with one hand.

The forced opening of his lips caused the words to become a vague voice: "Mud suddenly pinched the nest and dried it." ”

Fingertips rubbed gently against her soft skin, and the low voice implied a threat: "Take my money to support a man?" ”

Duan Baiting always has an innate sense of oppression.

It may be because of his deep eyes that no one can see, or it may be because of his aloof indifference.

Song Wanyue was not afraid of him.

Pampering and arrogance is a trick she is used to.

Because he knew that Duan Baiting was reluctant to do anything to her, even if she was punished for a big mistake.

"So you have to live well, while you're here, no other man can get into my eyes."

It was probably because of this sentence that his face changed slightly.

The hand was also released.

Take a look at the time, eight o'clock in the evening.

It's almost time to go to the ancestral hall.

Song Wanyue leaned on him, humming and chirping: "You said, if I am in pain, you will help me relieve it." ”

He quickly understood.

"Still hurt?"

It didn't hurt anymore, but Song Wanyue nodded, pitiful: "It hurts." ”

Half an hour later, Duan Baiting was brushing his teeth in the bathroom, and Song Wanyue, who had recovered from her strength, was holding on to the door frame with both hands and staring at him.

Duan Baiting spit out the mouthwash in his mouth and asked her to sleep for a while.

"I'm not home at night, call me if you're afraid."

Song Wanyue refused to stay at home alone: "I'm afraid to call, it's gloomy here." ”

Duan Baiting smiled helplessly: "There are people living around, where is it gloomy." ”

"Anyway, I don't care, I'll go wherever you go, don't try to get rid of me."

He paused for a moment: "It's going to be tiring, it's going to be a night." ”

"It's okay, I'll sleep in your arms when I'm tired."

Sometimes I don't know whether to say that she was afraid that Duan Baiting would be lonely, so she came to Beicheng to accompany him.

Or is she afraid of loneliness, and she doesn't want to be separated from him for even a few days.

The little girl's eyes were very serious, so serious that he couldn't bear to refuse.

With one hand on the back of her head, she lowered her head.

The moment her lips were about to touch, she dodged.

"Don't do it now." She pursed her lips.

Duan Baiting's eyes darkened.

After a while, seeing the awkward look on her face, she chuckled like an epiphany: "I dislike it too?" ”

She asked rhetorically, "Don't you dislike it?" ”

As if on purpose, he licked his lips and said in a low voice: "I swallowed it all just now, you said I don't like it." ”

Song Wanyue blushed and refused to say any more.

Many times, she took the initiative to tease, but when Duan Baiting responded slightly, she couldn't speak anymore.

After washing and changing clothes, she originally planned to wear only one skirt, but under Duan Baiting's silent gaze, she was forced to wear a base inside.

The ancestral hall is not far from here, about ten minutes away.

The alley is full of life, and I haven't slept at this point, and the light from the window illuminates the road.

Song Wanyue is wearing a gentle milky green little fragrance suit today. The long, fluffy hair that is slightly curly naturally hangs down on the shoulders.

The plain makeup without powder looks beautiful and delicate.

Duan Baiting was afraid that she would be cold at night, so he specially brought her a blanket.

She's very critical in some ways and refuses to use things that others have used. This is especially true for close-fitting items such as clothes and blankets.

This was also the first time that Song Wanyue had officially met his relatives, and there were still so many of them at once.

Nervousness is inevitable.

She took his arm and stepped on the stone pavement with her high heels, her voice crisp.

"Will they not like me?"

Duan Baiting stroked her hand on the crook of his arm: "Worried? ”

Song Wanyue shook her head honestly: "That's not true." It's enough if you like me. ”

Don't forget to tease him.

Sure enough, he paused slightly.

After a while, he whispered, "Just stay by my side quietly." ”

She began to make irrational fuss: "Can I stay around you very noisily?" Or maybe I'll be quiet, but not around you. ”

Duan Baiting couldn't bear it anymore and covered her mouth: "Okay." ”

He had nothing to do with her, so he could only coax her in a soft tone: "Don't run around me later, you know?" ”

"I know, I know the occasion. I feel like you're not in a good mood, so I want to make you happy. Song Wanyue pulled him to the narrow alleyway next to him, "Why don't you kiss him for ten minutes first, and then we'll go in when you're in a better mood?" ”

"I'm not in a bad mood, I'm just not at ease."

His family relationship is too complicated, and he doesn't want Song Wanyue to be involved, so he has been avoiding it.

Now she offered to accompany him.

Duan Baiting naturally couldn't refuse, after all, she was his wife, and after having this identity, there would always be a day.

And he was also afraid, afraid that she would think too much.

If she keeps avoiding taking her to see her family, she is afraid that she will feel that she is not taken seriously.

"Aren't you worried about me?" The alleyway was too dark, and Song Wanyue raised her head, only a little of his silhouette could be seen.

Duan Baiting touched her head, and her movements were so gentle that they were almost caressed: "I don't worry about you, you have been very well-behaved recently." ”

Chapter 45

After being praised, Miss Song began to be proud, holding her chin and looking proud.

But it only makes people feel cute.

Duan Baiting had nothing to do with her, and often had the illusion that he was not treating his wife, who was no more than three years old.

It's more like a doting and squeamish daughter.

Song Wanyue put his arm around again and confirmed to him again: "Do you have to follow you every step of the way?" ”

The ancestral hall is so close that you can already see the eaves flying.

After several renovations, the area has become wider and wider, and it looks magnificent and solemn during the day, but it is indeed a little gloomy at night.

Especially the candle flame that burned all night.