Xiaoxing looked confused and confused, and still didn't understand the meaning of what Xia Wanwan said, but Rong Xicheng on the side understood.

Xia Wanwan's words were not so much answering Xiaoxing's question, but rather saying that they were meant to him.

Xia Wanwan felt that she was just an ordinary favorite thing for him, and when the freshness was gone, he would start to dislike or even feel disgusted.

But does she really think she's so unattractive?

Or do you think he's a half-hearted person?

If he Rong Xicheng is a half-hearted person, will he really not have a female companion by his side for so many years?

Or did she think his feelings were casual?

Rong Xicheng stared at Xia Wanwan with a pair of good-looking eyes.

Xia Wanwan and Rong Xicheng looked at each other for a few seconds before turning their faces away.

She still remembered Rong Xicheng's cold violence before, she was not so easy to coax, and she would not be easily deceived by his eyes.

At dinner time, a heavy rain fell, and it did not stop after dinner, and today's after-dinner walk had to be changed to be done at home.

Tomorrow is the weekend again, and the children have to go to the tutor class, and Xia Wanwan has time to ask the children how they are practicing the homework assigned by the tutor.

"Mommy, I haven't practiced yet. Xiao Chenchen said with a frown.

He was the only one who didn't practice his piano homework, which made him very depressed.

"Let's go, let's go down to the piano room now, and Dad will practice with you. Rong Xicheng stretched out his hand and touched Chenchen's head comfortingly and said.

"Okay!" Chenchen was very excited, and his father could accompany them to practice.

Then since Rong Xicheng said so, of course, it was not only Rong Xicheng and Chenchen who went down, the children all followed, and Xia Wanwan had no choice but to follow.

"This finger is like this, this hand is like this, let's slow down first. Rong Xicheng said to Chenchen.

Xia Wanwan leaned against the door of the piano room and looked at Rong Xicheng who was practicing the piano with Chenchen, and suddenly the resistance in her heart seemed to be a little less, he can indeed be regarded as a good father, as for her husband's side......

If you look closely, you can't really find anything wrong, but it's actually a matter of personality and attitude.

Luo Fei is right, they are married directly, but they don't know each other's personality habits.

And neither of them is the kind of person who will completely open themselves to each other to accept.

Xia Wanwan felt that Luo Fei used a word that was very kind, that is, "tame".

They are indeed trying to get the other to follow their own habits and preferences, and neither seems to be thinking of taking a step back or giving up.

There is no emotional lubrication between them, so the slightest small contradiction and conflict will be infinitely magnified.

Both of them are full of edges and corners, and it depends on who starts smoothing out the edges and corners of their bodies for whom first.

Rong Xicheng noticed Xia Wanwan's gaze, raised her eyes to look over, and Xia Wanwan quickly looked away.

"Mommy, Mommy, I'm going to show you my new dance. Xingxing took Xia Wanwan's hand and said.

"Okay, the stars jump for Mommy. Xia Wanwan squatted down and said very cheerfully.

Rong Xicheng's movements suddenly stopped, looking in the direction of Xia Wanwan and Xiaoxing, Chen Chen frowned and complained: "Dad, you are not serious! You don't have to always look at Mommy and Xingxing!"

"Okay, Daddy is serious about teaching you to play the piano. ”

The thunderstorm outside the house was gusting, the air inside the house was slightly humid and stuffy, the rain seemed to have no intention of stopping, Xia Wanwan thought that she would go to the factory tomorrow, and she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

She really doesn't like the weather.

"Let's talk. Rong Xicheng didn't know when he walked to her side.

"Hmm. Xia Wanwan followed Rong Xicheng out of the piano room, next to which was a small tea room.

"Sit down. Rong Xicheng used his mobile phone to send instructions to the robot butler and asked him to send a few drinks.

After Xia Wanwan sat down opposite Rong Xicheng, she said to Rong Xicheng: "If there is anything, you can say anything, the children still can't be left unwatched." ”

"I heard Zhao's mother say that you want to move out for a while?" asked Rong Xicheng.

"Hmm. Xia Wanwan responded.

If it weren't for the children, she would have moved out.

"We just have a small disagreement, and you want to run away from home and separate from me?" Although Rong Xicheng knew, he came to Xia Wanwan again to confirm that he had a definite answer, and his heart sank again.

"I don't think we're there yet. ”

Xia Wanwan took a deep breath, exhaled the stuffed turbidity in her chest and said, "I admit that it does have something to do with you, but mainly because I think it's more convenient to live over there, so that I can work overtime during this time." ”

Rong Xicheng frowned when she heard Xia Wanwan say that it was indeed partly because of him, and she felt as if she had been punched in her chest.

"What's the matter, Mr. Rong can't listen to the truth?" Xia Wan asked with a sarcastic smile.

"Mr. Rong, compared to what you did to me, I am already merciful, because I told you that it was because of you, and I didn't know what the reason was when you were inexplicably angry with me before. ”

"I feel like I'm like your pet, teasing you twice if you want to, and being cold there if you don't want to tease. I don't know why you're angry, owner, owner. ”

The expression on Rong Xicheng's face froze, and after a while, he said slowly, "I didn't." ”

"Or did I feel wrong?" Xia Wanwan asked.

"Don't speak so sharply. Rong Xicheng frowned and said. "I am your husband, not your enemy, so I don't need to put a thorn in my body. ”

"I'm speaking in such a tone, what if I'm just a thorn in my body?" Xia Wanwan raised her voice and asked.

But thinking that the children were still around, she raised her head and closed her eyes, lowered her voice, and said, "I'm sorry, it's my emotions." ”

"Let's just let it all go back to square one, back to the beginning, you'll always be the father of the children, I'll be the mother of the children, and that's fine. Xia Wanwan said.

Because of these things, she was distracted a lot, and she didn't like this feeling, so she simply refused them all from the beginning.

"What are you afraid of?" Rong Xicheng asked after a moment's pause, pursing her thin lips.

Xia Wanwan was stunned for a moment, turned her head stiffly and said, "I don't understand what you mean." ”

"Mrs. Rong, what are you afraid of? Are you afraid that I will abandon the chaos like your father?"

"Or are you sure I'm going to be like your father?"