Song Heng touched her head and said, "I'm not angry, don't think too much."
Obviously there is.
Lu Xinting wrapped her arms around his waist and raised her head, "But you have been so cold all night, it's so scary."
"I just didn't smile." Song Heng lay down on his side and held her in his arms, "Sorry, I will pay attention to managing my expression in the future."
This official statement seemed to be forced to make her feel comfortable. Lu Xinting had an inexplicable heart attack.
She pinched his face, "I want you to laugh, but you can't keep a straight face."
Song Heng was silent for a moment, "Then kiss me."
Song Heng was lying down, Lu Xinting lay on his chest, lowered her head and kissed his lips.
Seeing that he made no next move, Lu Xinting took the initiative to pry open his lips and teeth and enter his territory.
Song Heng didn't deliberately stop her and let her in easily.
She wrapped around his softness, which smelled like mint toothpaste like hers.
Lu Xinting paid attention to his face while kissing him. His expression did not change much, and his dark eyes were watching her quietly.
Lu Xinting did not wait for his initiative, but she was not discouraged. She left his lips, followed his cold chin, slid past his Adam's apple, and then kissed his collarbone.
Song Heng was wearing a bathrobe, and Lu Xinting pulled away his belt and followed his extremely clear muscle texture with a series of wet kisses.
When her lips played with Song Heng's abdominal muscles, Song Heng let out an uncontrollable sigh. Lu Xinting felt his swelling desire and reached out to cover it.
When she was about to kiss, Song Heng pulled her up, raised her legs, dragged her waist, and then pressed down hard.
Lu Xinting was almost four months pregnant, and Song Heng met the child in her belly again.
Afraid of being pressed, let her be on top.
Lu Xinting's pregnant belly was stretched out, and Song Heng pinched her waist, rising and falling on him.
He wasn't very hard, but he was deep.
Lu Xinting couldn't control her feelings for him and couldn't help but hum, her skin turning crimson.
However, the man beneath him was extremely calm. Except for doing that kind of action, his eyes were looking at her very quietly.
It was eerily quiet.
Lu Xinting was so provoked by him that she could no longer think so much. He used techniques to make her reach the peak of happiness again and again.
Yet not once did he.
It was not until late at night that he began to want her ferociously.
Song Heng deliberately avoided the child, but it also made her scream repeatedly.
Finally, Lu Xinting was covered in sweat and collapsed weakly in his arms, and he announced the end.
He held her tightly, burying himself tenderly inside her.
He buried his cold face in her ear, breathed heavily for several times, and said sadly.
"Xinxin, I don't care what comes first, I don't allow you to have someone else in your heart."
"You can only love me."
His voice was so hoarse that it was unbearable to hear. Before Lu Xinting could react, the man, with a bit of dissatisfaction and resentment, grabbed her waist and bumped her again.
Lu Xinting was caught off guard and screamed.
"...Again?" She pushed him, "Be gentle, be careful...don't get the child."
Song Heng faced her, stopped, grabbed her chin, "Say you only have me in your heart."
Lu Xinting was so happy that she suddenly felt uncomfortable. Her whole body was so hot that she couldn't stand it and said, "I... I only have you in my heart."
"You only love me."
"I only love you."
Song Heng stared at her closely, "Who am I?"
Lu Xinting's eyes were blurred, her red lips slightly parted, "Song Heng, my husband... um."
Song Heng blocked her mouth fiercely.
This time Lu Xinting couldn't hold on any longer and fainted in his arms.
…
After a night of venting, the man was full and satisfied, and Lu Xinting was not in a good mood anymore.
"Brother Song, what you did is really not serious. I am a pregnant woman after all. Look at the bruises on my body. If others see it, they will think that I have been domestically abused."
"Did you become a different person after you got married? Do you not appreciate what you get?"
"No wonder Gu Zhiyin said that I don't know you yet. Compared with your appearance, you are two different people on the inside!"
After Song Heng's anger subsided, he returned to his appearance of letting her beat and scold him.
He didn't say anything back, he was hammered and pinched by her, and he even got her breakfast.
This man kept everything in his mind. He usually looked good-tempered, but when he got really angry, he was afraid to even take a breath next to him.
While eating breakfast, Lu Xinting acted angrily and stopped eating after one bite, saying she had no appetite and wanted to go to bed.
She wasn't usually like this. Thinking about everything last night, she felt uncomfortable, and she was really tired after a long night of tossing.
Song Heng picked her up, put her in his arms, fed the white fungus and lotus seed porridge to her mouth, and coaxed her for a long time before she opened her mouth to eat.
"My good heart, can you have some more?"
Just like this, while eating and coaxing, I patiently finished feeding her a bowl of porridge.
Song Heng wiped her mouth gently, then took the bowl and put it away.
Later, Song Heng received a call from Gu Zhiyin and went out. Before going out, he repeatedly told Lu Xinting to call him if she felt uncomfortable.
Lu Xinting turned her back to him and said nothing.
She couldn't sleep at all, thinking about the bunch of keys again.
Who was the man that night?
Even though it's been so long, I still feel panicked when I send him out for the first time without knowing why.
The more Lu Xinting thought about it, the more annoyed she became. Who on earth had taken advantage of her?
She lifted off the quilt, took the bunch of keys, changed her clothes and went out.
She came to the location of the bar back then. The bar had turned into a supermarket, and business was pretty good as the New Year's Eve approached.
How can we find any clues about that year?
That night was so chaotic that she was so drunk that she fell into unconsciousness, and all she could think of was Jingchen's face.
She had no impression of the man's characteristics at all.
Lu Xinting was sitting on a stone chair outside the supermarket in a daze, when suddenly snow fell in the sky.
When she hesitated to find a place to take shelter, a black umbrella appeared above her head, blocking the wind and snow for her.
Lu Xinting was stunned and slowly raised her head.
The man's angular face appeared in her field of vision without warning.
Lu Xinting pursed her lower lip, "Why are you here?"
"There's a blizzard warning these days, doesn't it tell you not to run around?"
The man spoke with a white mist, covered her ears with the earmuffs he brought from the car, and then tied the scarf around her neck.
He held an umbrella in one hand and put a scarf on her with the other. It was a bit ugly, and half of her face was covered, only revealing a pair of watery almond eyes.
Lu Xinting stood up, sucked her red nose, and looked up at him, "Husband, are you worried that I will get lost?"
"I'm worried that you'll freeze yourself." Song Heng picked up her cold little hand and put it in his pocket.
He had a hand warmer in his pocket, and Lu Xinting felt the chill was dissipated when she touched it.
"Why don't you ask me why you come here alone?"
"I don't want to ask."
"Why?"
"Probably reminiscing about an ex again."
Lu Xinting laughed, pursed her lips and said nothing.
Song Heng took her into his arms and said, "Want to go shopping for a while, or go home?"
"Let's take a walk. It's rare for the capital to snow so heavily." Lu Xinting was wrapped in his coat and felt warm all over.
Song Heng hugged her to cross the road. While waiting for the traffic light, he noticed that she kept looking towards the supermarket.
"What are you looking at?"
Lu Xinting murmured, "Brother Song, did you know this used to be a bar?"
Song Heng said without thinking, "I know."
