The next day, Lu Xinting woke up naturally from her sleep. She opened her eyes and watched the light leaking out of the window into the room, slowly extending to the bedside and onto her bare chest.
A strong arm draped across her chest, the muscles tensing slightly as she breathed.
She knew that the man behind her was also awake, perhaps earlier than her.
When Lu Xinting turned around, she saw a wall of tight and sexy chest in front of her eyes.
"Are you awake?" A deep magnetic voice sounded in his ears.
Lu Xinting snorted softly, "What time is it?"
"Nine o'clock."
She closed her eyes and felt a little weak, "Should we get up and pack up and prepare to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau?"
Lu Xinting had just woken up, her consciousness was not very clear, and her speech was slurred, but she was always thinking about this matter.
Seeing her like this, Song Heng felt distressed and hugged her into his arms, "There's no rush."
"If you're tired, sleep a little longer." Song Heng put his hand on her back and covered her with the quilt that had slipped down.
Lu Xinting wondered why this man wasn't in a hurry, and rubbed her sore eyebrows, "Brother Song."
"Yeah." Song Heng responded subconsciously and quickly realized, "What did you call me?"
Lu Xinting paused, and Song Heng raised her chin, staring at her with dark and intense eyes, "Why did you call me last night?"
Lu Xinting swallowed, and the scene from last night flashed through her mind.
They are in the toilet...
The kiss was so passionate that Song Heng took off her clothes at some point.
She is pregnant and cannot have sex in the early stages.
So his lips set fire all the way through her body.
Eventually, she grabbed his hair and begged him to stop.
Song Heng was probably drunk and impulsive, forcing her to call her husband.
She screamed countless times, but he didn't let her go.
The living room was lively, everyone was drinking and chatting.
It was extremely hot in the toilet, and there was constant humming.
"Xinxin."
Song Heng's voice interrupted her meditation, "I want to hear it."
"No." Lu Xinting blushed and closed her eyes.
Song Heng stared at her without saying a word for a long time, then began to kiss her neck, chest...
Lu Xinting opened her eyes in excitement, "What are you doing?"
"Help you recall last night."
Lu Xinting trembled all over, and then an electric shock-like numbness spread to the tips of her toes.
She grabbed the man's hair and picked him up, "Don't mess around."
"I want to hear it." Song Heng still said the same thing.
Lu Xinting looked into his dark eyes, her cheeks a little hot, "Brother Song, it's so early in the morning, don't act rogue."
"Xinxin, you are going to be my wife soon. It will only take a few hours. If I want to hear you call me husband, just call me."
Is this Song's act of coquettishness?
Lu Xinting took a deep breath and said, "Come up."
Song Heng paused and raised his head from the quilt obediently.
Lu Xinting leaned close to his ear and quickly shouted, "Husband."
Song Heng was startled, and before she could react, she turned around and hid under the quilt.
His thin lips gradually curved, and Song Heng took her into his arms, including her body, "Wife."
I don't know if Lu Xinting heard it or not, but she huddled in the quilt and refused to come out.
The blush on her face didn't dissipate until Song Heng took her to the bathroom to brush her teeth.
Lu Xinting put on beautiful makeup and was getting ready to go out when her cell phone rang.
It was Mother Lu who called, and she picked up the call in surprise.
"Tingting, please come back."
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Lu Xinting rushed home.
Song Heng sent her to the Lu family villa and asked her to sit in the car and not move. Lu Xinting guessed what he wanted to do, so she obediently watched him get out of the car, walked around the front of the car, and walked to the passenger door.
Lu Xinting's eyes were fixed on him, and she was looking at him through the glass.
In just a moment, Song Heng opened the car door, loosened her seat belt, kissed her lips, and then led her out of the car.
This is not their past habit, it seems to be something they only have today.
"When did you become so good at it?"
"I just do what I want to do, there's nothing wrong with it."
In the past, I was always worried that Lu Xinting would say that he was clingy and pretentious, but he restrained himself in many things.
Now he doesn't want to suppress his thoughts, and he has nothing to worry about his own wife.
Lu Xinting was led by him into the Lu family.
As soon as he entered the house, Song Heng's whole body suddenly tensed up and his breath suddenly became cold.
Lu Xinting also saw an uninvited guest sitting on her sofa.
The man heard the voice and turned around, "Tingting."
Lu Xinting never expected that Jingchen would come to visit her home.
Mother Lu saw the two of them and called them in.
Lu Xinting pulled Song Heng, and Song Heng reacted and silently followed her and sat down on the sofa.
After sitting down, the atmosphere became even colder and seemed to be tense.
Mother Lu smiled and introduced Jingchen, "My son-in-law."
Jingchen raised his lips and nodded towards Song Heng.
Song Heng looked at him coldly, expressionless.
Jingchen turned his head away from his gaze and exchanged greetings with Mother Lu, talking about the past things in his hometown.
Speaking of which, the two families have a close friendship. Lu’s mother and Jingchen’s parents are school friends. In the early years, the relationship between Lu’s mother and her ex-husband was not getting along, which caused various family conflicts. The Jingchen family helped Lu’s mother a lot. When Lu Xinting was left alone, she let them go. At Jingchen’s house.
After the fire on Lu Xinting's fifth birthday, it left a heavy psychological shadow on her, and she was no longer willing to speak.
It was Jingchen who came to her house every day, took her out to play, and tried to find ways to make her laugh.
At that time, Lu Xinting relied heavily on Jingchen to a certain extent.
But after so long, new memories will overwrite the old ones, and new people will also heal the trauma caused by Jingchen's death.
She has blocked the memory of the past and built a tomb in her heart for the deceased.
Now that he appeared, she thought that every bit of their relationship would come out like a Pandora's box, but she didn't expect it. Apart from the shock of him coming back from the dead, there was nothing else, not even a lot. Things have blurred.
She went to see Jingchen just to make sure he was really alive, and to give him back the things he left for her, which would also be a way to untie a knot in her heart.
Lu Xinting always held Song Heng's hand, firmly and firmly.
She sat against him, her entire side body pressed against his, feeling the heat radiating from his body, and letting him feel the temperature of her own body.
Song Heng's body was stiff. Hearing Jingchen and Lu's mother keep talking about Lu Xinting's childhood, he couldn't help but exert force with his fingers and it hurt Lu Xinting.
Lu Xinting patted his hand. Brother Song turned his head. Lu Xinting smiled at him and asked him to relax.
At noon, Mother Lu politely asked Jingchen to stay for dinner, but Jingchen did not refuse.
She looked at Lu Xinting and Song Heng, "Where are you two? Let's have a meal together at home?"
Mother Lu didn't know that they were going to the Civil Affairs Bureau together today.
However, they originally planned to go in the afternoon, but Lu Xinting got up late. Of course, it was not her fault. Song Heng had been grinding her on the bed for a long time.
Now that Mother Lu had spoken, Jingchen could not be left alone at her house, so Lu Xinting stayed for lunch.
Mother Lu went to the kitchen to cook, and Jingchen went to help.
Mother Lu smiled and said, "No, you are a guest, how can I let you come?"
With that said, she called Song Heng, "Xiao Song, come here."
Song Heng silently entered the kitchen.
Mother Lu's smile deepened, "My son-in-law knows how to cook, and he is better than me. It just so happens that you are here today, so let him cook."
Anyone who cares will understand what Mother Lu said.
