Lu Xinting looked at the man walking in from the door. After being stunned for a few seconds, she sat up with surprise on her face and asked, "Why are you here?"
Song Heng walked to the bed and sat down, "I'm here to take you home."
Before Lu Xinting could react, Song Heng reached out and hugged her. After a few seconds, he released her and rubbed her face, "I'll dress you."
"Aren't you in my house and treating my mother as her son? Isn't she angry if you leave like this?"
"I told her that I wanted to stay with my wife, and she let me go." He picked up the clothes Lu Xinting threw on the sofa and put them on for her one by one.
"My mother didn't want me because of you." Lu Xinting glanced at him with jealousy.
"I want you." Song Heng touched her head, "Don't take Auntie's words at heart."
Lu Xinting hummed and suddenly realized something was wrong, "Wait a minute, who is your wife?"
"Who else is here besides you?" Song Heng looked at her deeply, lowered his head, held her ankle and put on her shoes.
"Brother Song, you started screaming before I married you." Lu Xinting blushed.
"I like it." Song Heng kissed her little mouth.
Lu Xinting blushed with embarrassment and deliberately tried to prevent him from succeeding. She put on her slippers and kicked them off.
Song Heng saw her temper and said, "I won't wear any more."
He stood up and picked up Lu Xinting, "Let's go home."
Lu Xinting was carried downstairs quickly by him. When she was about to go out, Lu Xinting reminded him, "My shoes, my scarf, and my bag!"
Song Heng took down her belongings from the coat rack by the door, "I don't want the shoes anymore, I'll buy them for you."
After saying that, he strode out of the villa.
He carefully placed Lu Xinting on the passenger seat. She complained unhappily, "Why don't you take my shoes?"
Song Heng said while fastening her seat belt, "Without your shoes, you can't run around, you can only be held by me."
This man was really afraid that she wouldn't go home with him.
Lu Xinting looked at her feet. They were fine now. She was very passive.
After Song Heng got in the car, Lu Xinting said, "My feet are cold."
Without saying a word, Song Heng picked up a pair of her feet, lifted up the hem of her clothes, and stuffed them into his own clothes.
Lu Xinting's cold toes touched his hot skin. He turned around and asked, "Is it still cold like this?"
Lu Xinting felt strange in her heart and pursed her lips, "Well, it's not cold anymore."
Song Heng withdrew his gaze, took a blanket from the back seat to cover her, and turned the heating in the car to the highest setting. "Your physical fitness will get worse after pregnancy. I'll drive faster. If it's still cold, tell me."
Lu Xinting looked at his stern profile, a warmth flowing through her body, "Okay."
The whole car ride was quiet. Lu Xinting fell asleep comfortably listening to the soft music played on the radio station.
When she woke up, she found herself lying on Song Heng's bed.
Song Heng made food for her in the kitchen. Seeing that she was awake, he brought a cup of brown sugar and ginger tea over, "Drink a little, and I'll pick you up to eat something later."
Lu Xinting smelled the food on the table, "Why are you cooking so late?"
"You didn't eat anything at night because I was afraid you would be hungry when you woke up." Song Heng held her up and sat her up and fed her a few sips.
"How do you know I'm going to be hungry?"
"The book says that pregnant women consume a lot of food."
"What kind of books do you read?"
Song Heng's ears turned red and he stopped talking.
Lu Xinting's intuition was that it must be something unspeakable. She did not continue to ask, and leaned softly on his shoulder, "Eating late night snacks will make you gain weight."
Song Heng frowned dissatisfied, "You are too thin, you need more supplements."
Lu Xinting was carried to the dining table by him and found that he had done a lot and she felt hungry just looking at it.
She picked up her chopsticks and started eating, while Song Heng sat aside and watched, as if to supervise her to finish eating.
There was a strong wind outside the window, but inside the room was warm and quiet.
Lu Xinting was thinking a lot. She felt that this kind of life seemed pretty good, with two people in one house having three meals a day for four seasons.
Oh, now there is a small one.
And the person who warms her is right next to her.
Lu Xinting suddenly raised her head, "Brother Song."
"What's wrong?"
Lu Xinting bit her chopsticks and looked at Song Heng.
Seeing that she was silent, Song Heng asked directly, "Is it not to your liking? Or do you want to drink water?"
She shook her head, neither of them.
"Brother Song, let's get married."
Song Heng was startled, and then his facial expression froze.
His eyelashes trembled, and his voice was tight and hoarse, "Okay."
After that, the two of them didn't speak anymore. Song Heng stared closely at Lu Xinting's side face, while Lu Xinting stared at the rice in her bowl. The atmosphere was very subtle.
After a while, Song Heng swallowed his throat and asked, "Why did you suddenly figure it out?"
Lu Xinting was stunned for a moment, then raised her head, and found a trace of uneasiness and uncertainty in his dark eyes.
Are you afraid that she will regret it because of her impulse?
"It was at that moment that I felt like I wanted to start a family."
Lu Xinting was worried that he didn't understand, so she explained, "It's because of you that I feel this way."
Song Heng's eyes were shocked, and then his eyes trembled.
He reached out and pulled Lu Xinting into his arms, hugging her hard.
"Thank you... thank you."
"No, Brother Song, why do you want to thank me?"
"I don't know... I just want to say thank you, thank you for being willing to marry me."
Lu Xinting's heart softened, she hugged his strong back and felt the uneven scars on his back through the thin shirt.
She sighed, "I want to thank you."
Thank you for holding me tight no matter what.
Thank you for taking the trouble to wait for me for so long.
Lu Xinting withdrew from his arms and kissed his lips.
Some words don't need to be said out loud to feel the other person's feelings, and she believes Song Heng is the same.
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"Then your wedding is scheduled for next month?" Mu Ning congratulated her on the phone.
"There is no rush for the wedding. Let's pick a good day and get the certificate first."
"How could there be so much care? On the day Gu Zhiyin and I received the certificate, we just went when we wanted to, without any preparation."
"That's not okay. This is my first time getting married. I can't be so casual."
"What you said, is it possible that you still want to get married for a second time?"
Mu Ning held her cell phone between her arms and complained in shame.
"Slip of the tongue." Lu Xinting chuckled, "By the way, Ning Ning, what are you doing?"
"Take my daughter to the park."
"Oh, what about... I heard from Song Heng that a woman came to the company to find your husband with her child in her arms." Lu Xinting reminded, "Do you want to go and have a look?"
Mu Ning paused while pushing the stroller and narrowed his eyes.
"What does it look like? How old is the child? What's the girl's name?"
Lu Xinting coughed awkwardly, "I don't know anything else. I heard that the woman's surname seems to be Cheng."
Mu Ning's eyes flashed, "I'll go back to the company right away."
After hanging up the phone, Mu Ning knelt down and said, "Huanhuan, can mom take you to find dad?"
Little child Huanhuan frowned, "No... daddy."
"Didn't you fall in love with such a tall Mickey last time? Ask dad to buy it for you."
Huanhuan thought for a while, smiled and clapped, "Papa...buy it."
Mu Ning quickly carried Huanhuan into the car and asked the driver to put the stroller into the trunk.
The car drove directly to the LM building.
Mu Ning carried her daughter straight to the top of the building and pushed open the door of Gu Zhiyin's office!
