Accompanied by Song Yuzhou, Jiang Zhiling returned home smoothly.
As soon as I got home, I saw that the house was quiet.
"Are the children asleep?" Jiang Zhiling asked in a low voice.
"should be."
While they were talking, the two of them just walked into the courtyard and saw a faint light coming from the main room.
The two looked at each other and quickened their pace curiously.
When he walked into the house, he saw Song Ye sleeping on the small table.
Seeing this, Song Yuzhou stepped forward and shook gently: "Xiaoye."
Hearing the sound, Song Ye opened his eyes sleepily: "Dad, is mom back?"
Um? Jiang Zhiling leaned her head forward: "I'm back."
Seeing her, Song Ye woke up immediately, stood up quickly, and scratched his head in embarrassment: "Well, that..."
When she was not around, he was able to call out the long-awaited names freely.
He was too embarrassed to call out when she was here.
"Xiao Ye, are you waiting for me?" Jiang Zhiling bent over and looked at him with a sweet smile.
Song Ye's face turned red and he lowered his head in embarrassment: "I didn't know if you had eaten tonight, so I heated up the rice for you and put it in the pot."
Worried about being discovered by Song Chen, he waited until he fell asleep, then secretly got up and heated the food.
Jiang Zhining's eyes heated up: This child is so considerate!
Jiang Zhining had a smile on her face: "Wow, is it true? Great, I'm hungry. Xiaoye, thank you."
"No, you're welcome." Song Ye said, running to the kitchen, using a towel as a cushion, and taking out the hot food.
"Eat quickly, then I'm going to bed." Song Ye said and prepared to run away.
"etc."
Song Ye turned around in confusion, only to be hugged the next second.
Jiang Zhiling hugged him and said with a smile: "Thank you, my good son."
Song Ye's eyes turned red instantly, and she said that he was a good son.
He heard that when he was three or four years old, his biological mother often called him a tart and a loser when she beat him and scolded him...
Song Ye said in a trembling voice: "No, you're welcome."
After saying that, he ran away quickly.
"Xiaoye is also very pitiful for having such a mother." Jiang Zhiling said with emotion.
The pure and clean childhood was cast into the deepest shadow.
A happy childhood can heal a lifetime, but an unfortunate childhood requires a lifetime of healing.
Song Yuzhou said gently: "When he meets us, he will gradually get better in the future."
Jiang Zhiling hummed: "I also had an unfortunate childhood. I hope I can give them as much warmth as possible, just as a way to redeem myself."
Jiang Zhiling smiled slightly.
Song Yuzhou was puzzled, but didn't ask any more questions.
"Have you not had dinner? Otherwise, I will cook noodles for you." Song Yuzhou said in a low voice.
Jiang Zhiling winked playfully: "Of course I have eaten it, I will not let my stomach suffer. But this is Xiao Ye's intention, and I don't want to live up to it."
With that said, Jiang Zhiling sat at the dining table, picked up her chopsticks and started eating.
After filling her stomach, Jiang Zhiling prepared to wash the dishes, but Song Yuzhou rushed her back to her room to rest while he was washing the dishes in the kitchen.
When he washed the dishes, tidied up the kitchen and returned to the room, he saw that Jiang Zhiling had already washed her hair and was wiping it with a towel.
"I don't know when hair dryers will become popular." Jiang Zhiling muttered.
When I went back to the department store last time, I was surprised to find no hair dryer.
So much so that during this period, she could only wash her hair during the day.
Song Yuzhou stepped forward: "I'll come."
As he spoke, he took the towel from her hand and wiped it carefully.
"Don't wash your hair at night in the future, as it may cause headaches." Song Yuzhou said in a low voice.
Finally able to free her hands, Jiang Zhiling put her hands around his strong and narrow waist and said, "I was a little busy during the day and forgot to wash."
As she spoke, Jiang Zhiling stroked his muscles and did not forget to eat tofu during her rest.
His body tensed up under her touch, Song Yuzhou's ears turned red, but he didn't dare to slack off in wiping his hair, so he could only say in a low voice: "You used to like this too?"
"Who doesn't like a beautiful body? But don't worry, I just longed for it before and never got it." Jiang Zhiling replied with a smile.
Back in modern times, she also wanted to look at male models and keep a pretty boy, but poverty made her keep her womanly virtues!
When Song Yuzhou heard this, he stopped moving his hands.
Jiang Zhiling raised her eyebrows: Oh, are you angry?
"I will exercise every day and just touch mine from now on." Song Yuzhou said seriously.
Jiang Zhining chuckled and replied with a crooked eyebrow, "Okay."
This trip through the book was worth it.
Song Yuzhou just endured his exhaustion and sleepiness and wiped her hair for half an hour.
"Remember, you can only wash your hair during the day." Song Yuzhou reminded him seriously, touching his almost dry hair.
"I know, men tend to become nagging as they get older." Jiang Zhiling teased him.
Song Yuzhou lifted her chin and kissed her red lips: "Don't think I'm old, I have good physical strength."
His physical strength is really...
Song Yuzhou put his fingers into her hair and turned it into a comb to straighten her long hair.
When the fingertips come into contact with the scalp, there will be bursts of numbness.
Jiang Zhiling closed her eyes, enjoying his care.
Suddenly, Jiang Zhiling thought of a question.
"Yuzhou."
"Huh?" Song Yuzhou stared at her hair with deep eyes.
"If the person who married you was not me, would you treat that person the same way you treated me?" Jiang Zhining said suddenly.
Song Yuzhou thought for a moment: "Yes."
When you marry a wife, you need to love her. No matter who you marry, he will treat her sincerely.
Knowing that this was his truth, Jiang Zhiling was still a little disappointed.
"But it's you, and I will go all out to love and care for you. Marrying a wife may not be what your heart wants, but you are." Song Yuzhou bent down and added with sincerity in his eyes.
There are many arranged marriages in this era, and the result may not be because they like each other.
Hearing this, Jiang Zhining smiled sweetly and hugged his neck: "I like your answer."
Song Yuzhou picked her up with one hand: "It's been a tiring day, let's go to sleep."
"good."
Song Yuzhou carried her to bed, then turned off the light, then climbed onto the bed and lay down next to her.
Jiang Zhiling turned around, lay in his arms, and hugged his waist.
"Do you want to do it tonight?" Song Yuzhou asked routinely.
He respects Jiang Zhiling, so even if he has needs in that regard, as long as she doesn't want to, he will just sleep with her in his arms.
Jiang Zhiling hummed softly: "Don't be so fast tonight, it's a bit unbearable."
Song Yuzhou was surprised: "Wouldn't it be better for you if you hurry up?"
Jiang Zhiling's face suddenly turned red, and Song Yuzhou spoke as directly as ever.
Jiang Zhiling was embarrassed: "Yes."
"Then keep going fast." Song Yuzhou decided like this. He couldn't let Jiang Zhiling think that he was not good. He had to prove his strength.
"..."
Before she could speak, Song Yuzhou kissed her lips directly.
While kissing, his slender fingers unbuttoned her pajamas.
The moist lips went all the way down, biting lightly on the collarbone, planting a plum blossom.
