husband and wife

Chapter 108

Song Ziheng didn't come back until the afternoon, and it got dark early in winter. When he came back, he was dragged by his mother to talk for a while. After a while, his father and elder brother came back from outside. After talking with them, he hurriedly took his clothes and went to take a shower. After taking care of them, they had dinner, and only now did they have time to have a private conversation with Su Wan.

As soon as the two entered the room and the door was closed, Song Ziheng touched it from his arms and took out a pair of earrings in the shape of raindrops. Because it was dark, it was hard to see what material they were made of, and they felt cool in his hands. Yes, it has a lot of texture.

Song Ziheng said: "I accidentally saw the uncle carrying loads and selling sundries. I saw that although the earrings are not worth much, the shape is very beautiful, and the color matches the lady. I just don't know if the lady likes it."

Su Wan touched it over and over again, before asking: "What's it made of, is it a stone?"

"Perhaps it was polished by stones."

Su Wan couldn't help regretting: "I feel very round and smooth, even Xianggong said it looks good. I think it's not common, but it's too dark now, so I can't see clearly."

Seeing her reaction like this, Song Ziheng felt reassured, and put his arms around her shoulders and smiled: "It's already a lady's thing, so you can see enough when it dawns."

Su Wan nodded, sat down at the dressing table, put the earrings on the box and said, "I'll wear these tomorrow."

Song Ziheng also came over. Seeing that Su Wan had removed the bun from her head, he took the comb from her hand and slowly combed her hair smoothly. The black hair on her head was like splashing ink on Su Wan's shoulders. Song Ziheng didn't The hand holding the comb lightly grasped it, and the feeling of the hair slipping gently from the hand one by one made him a little intoxicated.

Love the touch.

Su Wan took off her coat and just sat on the bed when Song Ziheng brought something over. It was a purse. Su Wan didn't open it, she just touched it and knew what it was. Looking up at Song Ziheng, Song Ziheng said: " After buying the new year's goods for the family, there is still half of the money left, and I will go to the county tomorrow, and the lady will also buy something she likes."

Su Wan squeezed, half a penny said it was not too much, and said it was not too little. Today, they only spent two pennies for a carload of things, but she is also the first in two lifetimes when a man gives pocket money. Last time, in her previous life, she didn't have a decent husband. To be honest, the few boyfriends she dated didn't necessarily earn as much as her, and their relationship was not as good. She didn't notice it, but it was all his personal belongings, but this behavior was enough to surprise her.

Su Wan has never had such an experience of dedicating everything in her hands to others. When she thinks that this is Song Ziheng's possessions, her heart suddenly jumps. He doesn't speak of straightforward love, but his actions are more important than any words. To be frank is also the seriousness she can't refuse.

Song Ziheng saw that Su Wan was clutching his purse and didn't speak for a long time. He didn't know what he was thinking. He acted according to his heart, but now he became anxious, lowered his head, pressed Su Wan's forehead, and said softly: "My lady ?”

Su Wan regained her senses, stuffed her purse under the pillow, raised her hands, hooked his neck, and smiled obediently after getting a bargain: "My parents are here, I don't hide anything, my husband actually hides his money."

"It's not because of you." Song Ziheng seemed a little annoyed, he lowered his head and bit her nose, it wasn't serious, Su Wan didn't hide, and continued proudly: "It's an indisputable fact that Xianggong hid money from his house."

"Don't give it back to me, I'll give it to mother right now." Song Ziheng pushed Su Wan away, making gestures to turn over the pillow.

Su Wan hurriedly hugged his hand: "It's all in my hands, it's mine, there's no reason to take it back."

"You don't want it?"

"Who said I don't want it anymore." Su Wan threw herself on him like a rascal, "Although parents don't hide their secrets, it's only natural for a husband to spend money on his wife, isn't it?"

Song Ziheng had no choice but to hold her waist with both hands, put her on the bed, and said, "You just say it."

Su Wan raised her eyebrows: "My lord is thinking about what Confucius said, is it true that only women and villains are difficult to raise?"

"The lady is becoming more and more domineering now, and she even wants to control what I think?"

"I can't control it." Su Wan smiled. As soon as her back was pressed against the bed, her legs hooked around Song Ziheng's waist. It is a fire, "What is the lady implying about her husband?"

"It's clear that Xianggong was hinting at me, so he deliberately tripped me..." Before Su Wan finished speaking, her lips were blocked, and the sound of panting gradually rose, filling every corner of the room.

This night, Su Wan learned a lesson. A young man with a fresh blood can't stand being teased. She knew how good Song Ziheng was. The deepest experience.

When she woke up the next day, Su Wan, who suffered from severe sleep deprivation, had particularly obvious dark circles on her face. Her skin was fair, and her complexion was the easiest to tell. Mrs. Zhang, who got up early to cook for them in the kitchen, looked at her and showed her an ambiguous look. Smiling, he said: "My brother and sister are not in good health, so we have to make up for it during the Chinese New Year."

(End of this chapter)