Later, the two of them went to the vegetable market and bought some fresh vegetables. Song Yingwan also bought a piece of fish and tofu, planning to make crucian carp and tofu soup.
For dinner, we have stir-fried vegetables, stir-fried shredded pork with green peppers, steamed eggs with minced meat, and crucian carp and tofu soup. When Zhang Ru and Father Song came back from get off work, the last dish was just coming out of the pan. Chenchen had to finish school earlier. Wen He couldn't sit still for a long time due to the aroma wafting from the kitchen.
In two minutes, I have to go to the kitchen and walk around, drooling all the time.
Zhang Ru quickly washed her hands and came to the kitchen, "Why don't you wait until I come back?"
No matter what, she couldn't always let her son-in-law enter the kitchen, she couldn't stand it.
Song Yingwan kept moving her hands and said in a brisk tone, "The two of us have nothing to do at home anyway, so it doesn't take much effort to cook."
Zhang Ru took the work from Xie Ci and urged him to sit in the living room, while responding, "If you have nothing to do, then go out and play. I'll leave the bicycle at home for you. You can go wherever you want."
Song Yingwan chuckled, "I went out. I just came back not long ago."
Zhang Ru knew where they were going today just by looking at the dishes on the plate, and said helplessly, "When you go out to play, why don't you forget to go to the vegetable market?"
Song Yingwan said coquettishly, "I bought it when I came back."
For such a caring girl, Zhang Ru couldn't bear to scold her, and just said, "Normally I won't say anything when you two go shopping for groceries, but you won't be cooking this meal tomorrow, and I won't say anything when I ask you to come back." "Serving people."
"Besides, it's not good to let the new son-in-law cook."
Song Yingwan laughed when she heard this, "It's been two years, and you still have a new son-in-law?"
Zhang Ru couldn't help but curl her lips and whispered, "That's newer than you, too."
Song Yingwan shook his head and trailed off, "Okay, I like the new and hate the old."
Zhang Ru smiled and said, "What a mess."
Every dish was delicious and delicious, and everyone was very satisfied with the meal. After a full meal, we talked for a while, then washed up and went back to the room to sleep.
Song Yingwan felt that it was still early, so she planned to sit on the bed and read for a while, but there was no other way, and there were no other activities to pass the time.
Just as she found a suitable posture, with the book spread out in front of her, her vision suddenly went dark.
When she first heard the sound of slippers falling on the floor, she said blankly, "Thank you, is there a power outage?"
The next second, Song Yingwan felt someone lift the quilt and lie down in. Even the cold air on his body came in. A cold voice sounded in his ears, "No."
"Are you sleepy then?" The curtains were very light-blocking, and she could only guess his current posture by following his breathing.
Xie Ci grabbed one of her hands and squeezed it gently, "No."
Song Yingwan was even more confused now and asked doubtfully, "Then why did you..."
The man had no intention of playing a guessing game with her here. Before she could finish her words, he thanked her and said, "Wanwan, now we should settle the accounts."
The next second, the world was spinning. Song Yingwan was pressed under her, and her hands were pressed tightly to the side of her head by his palms. She hurriedly said, "What, what account?"
After thanking him, he was silent for a few seconds, breathing heavily. When he spoke again, his voice was muffled, "Who is that man today?"
Song Yingwan subconsciously opened her mouth, "What..." When the words came to her lips, she suddenly realized that he was talking about Chen Feng.
Cursing secretly in her heart, Song Yingwan quickly coaxed, "I have nothing to do with him, I don't even remember him..."
There was no trace of emotion in his voice as he thanked her, "Continue."
It was so dark in front of her eyes that Song Yingwan could only see a rough outline. She couldn't tell whether he was really angry or trying to scare her, and she said anxiously, "After I got together with you, I never had anything to do with anyone else. If you don’t like him, then I won’t talk to him anymore, okay?”
Even if she didn't say goodbye, she would stay far away from Chen Feng again when she saw him again.
After a pause, she said softly, "I only like you, thank you."
Xie Ci paused, still not speaking, and then buried his face in the side of her neck, greedily absorbing the girl's faint fragrance.
In fact, he had never doubted that Song Yingwan had any relationship with that man. Even if there was something wrong before, he was the one who married Song Yingwan. He was confident that no one could take her away from him.
But emotions still prevailed, and he couldn't help but feel jealous. Although he behaved as usual during the day and no one noticed anything wrong, only he knew that his heart felt like a ball of sour cotton wool. It disturbed his peaceful heart.
After a long while, Song Yingwan heard his voice with hint of grievance, "But he called you Wanwan."
She curved her lips and said softly, "Everyone has called me Wanwan since I was little, and there's nothing I can do about it, so I won't let him call him by that name the next time I see him. "
Xie Ci suddenly raised his head and said word by word, "I still feel uncomfortable."
Then he said in a smiling voice, "So, you have to make it up to me today."
Song Yingwan wanted to reach out to touch him, but found that her hands were still held by him, and said eagerly, "Thank you, you are just kidding!"
"I clearly explained it just now."
Xie said calmly, "I know, that's why I said it was compensation, not punishment."
Song Yingwan felt a chill in her chest, and then all her clothes were taken off by him. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the blush spread from her ears to her white jade neck.
The room was dark, and there was a clear breath lingering between his lips and teeth. He took in her scent first and foremost, and his cool thin lips fell on her body in small pieces, and her body was restrained in a strong embrace.
Tirelessly entangled.
No matter how long it takes, wherever his fingertips touch, Song Yingwan's heart will palpitate to the extreme. The sound of heartbeat mixes with the sound of heavy breathing, and the cold air becomes hot.
While her consciousness was blurred, Song Yingwan heard him leaning against her ear, his voice low and hoarse, "Then I'll call you baby from now on, okay, so no one will be like me again."
Her heart was shaking violently, and her brain seemed to have been pressed on the pause button. This sentence was replayed in her mind until the sky was dimly lit.
She didn't know when she woke up suddenly, and her side was empty.
Half asleep and half awake, she heard conversations outside the door. Zhang Ru said, "Why don't you sleep a little longer, Xiaoci?"
The thank you voice was clear and low, "I can't sleep."
Zhang Ru, "Is that girl still sleeping Wanwan?"
Thank you, "Well, she thinks it's too much."
Zhang Ru muttered, "How come the older I get, the more I like to stay in bed..."
......
The moment his consciousness dissipated, Song Yingwan thought that this person was really good at bullying——
