The Perfect Hidden Marriage

  430, are you still angry with her? Angry that she wanted to run away, angry that she didn't recognize him...

it's dark.

  Su Jin woke up.

  It's dark in the room.

  A bright moonlight came in obliquely and spread on her like hoarfrost.

  She turned on the light, sat up, came to the bay window she liked, sat leaning back, and looked out.

  There is already a bright light outside.

  The night view is extremely beautiful.

   But the belly is extremely unbeautiful, singing the empty city plan.

   Looking back, she took a look at the scene on the bed. It was obvious that there were traces of being slept on the side.

  She slept so deeply that she didn’t find him by her side?

  She covered her face and sighed faintly.

   quietly opened the door, upstairs and downstairs, it was bright and quiet.

  What about others?

  The smell of sirloin tomato soup was floating in the air, and it smelled so delicious. Because of this thought, the sound of gurgling in the stomach became louder and louder.

  Like the lovely pair of cotton slippers, her favorite pair at home, she walked down quietly.

  Downstairs, there is no one.

  In the incubator in the kitchen, there are three delicious-looking side dishes, the sirloin tomato soup in the porcelain pot, the soup looks so ruddy and delicious, and there are a few coriander leaves sprinkled on it, which is too fragrant.

  She looked greedy, took a spoon and quietly ate a spoonful.

"hungry?"

Behind   , someone appeared silently and asked coldly.

"Ah!"

  The remaining half a spoon, shake it, and sprinkle it all on your hand.

   "Why are you so careless? The soup has just been boiled and it is very hot... At my own house, the reaction is like a thief?"

  Jin Hengyuan hurried up, grabbed her hand, and rushed down the tap, with a slight accusation in his tone.

   "How is it? Does it hurt?"

  He checked carefully, but it was red.

"fine."

  She replied softly, staring at him madly: black shirt, black trousers, so cold and handsome, but all the concerns were reflected in her eyes.

   "Sit down when you are fine. I'll come here. Everything is done, and I will wait for you to wake up and eat."

  He pushed her out, pushed her to the dining room and sat down.

"Oh!"

  She watched, he brought up a dish, finally brought up the soup, and gave her a bowl of soup:

   "Eat first, and then the soup. I have removed all the fat from this beef. The soup will not be too oily. Let it cool before drinking it. It's still hot...I've tasted it, and it tastes good."

  The taste of hospitality has dispersed; the taste of home has returned.

   "Well, you made it, it's always delicious."

  She held her chopsticks and picked up some vegetable entrances. They were all her favorite dishes and tastes.

  He sat down with him, ate, glanced at her from time to time, but said nothing.

  They have never been like this before. They are clearly familiar with each other, but they are unfamiliar with nothing to say.

  A meal, it’s so stuffy.

  This is not the atmosphere of the home Su Jin wants.

  But for a while, she didn't know how to break this deadlock.

  After eating, she wanted to get up to deal with the leftover soup, but was drunk by him:

   "Don't move. Hold it, I'll come. Just sit for me."

  He treats her as a porcelain doll, which can be broken with one touch. She was not allowed to move, and everything was cleaned up quickly.

  As for her, she can only stand there quietly, like a guest, and suddenly feel a little out of place...

  It is very uncomfortable in my heart.

  She turned upstairs.

How did    become like this?

   Obviously there are a thousand words to say, but suddenly I can’t say anything.

  He didn’t coax her to talk like before, nor laughed...

  Still angry with her?

   Angry that she wanted to run away, angry that she didn’t recognize him, angry that she didn’t understand him, angry that she broke his heart...

  How did she want to be like this.

Ugh!

  She was downcast.

  Suddenly his mind turned to another direction;

  Maybe he can’t adapt to her face now.

  I think she has adapted to it for a long time.

   And she was forced to adapt and had to adapt.

  What about him, how can he adapt?

  She sat on the bay window, holding her chest, looking out the window silently.

  Originally, he still had the most beautiful impression of her, but now, the impression is completely shattered...

  This feels terrible.

   is just as bad as grandma’s house.

  At this moment, the door opened and Jin Hengyuan followed, with a plate of assorted fruits in his hand.

  She turned her head and glanced in a daze, a little at a loss as to what to do.

   It is not at the beginning, nor is it to look at each other. My eyes are chaotic and my heart is a mess.

   "Eat fruit."

  He put the fruit bowl on the bamboo notebook table in front of her, with toothpicks on it...

"Oh!"

  She reached out and signed a slice of dragon fruit to eat. It was very sweet, and the slices were red, and her heart warmed up as she watched.

  "Aren't you eating?"

  She was eating, he was watching.

  The silence in the master bedroom makes people feel uncomfortable.

  Jin Hengyuan shook his head, sat down opposite her and leaned: "I watched you eat."

Ugh!

  She moved the fruit bowl to the side and turned her face to the side.

Ugh!

  Now she really wants to have flowing hair and cover her face.

Ugh!

  Why should he stare at himself?

What about   , isn’t he the best speaker?

Why is    dumb?

  Su Jin didn’t like the atmosphere, and finally took the initiative to strike up a conversation:

   "I can't eat so much by myself."

  He leaned over, stretched out his hand, and squeezed her chin and turned it over: "Talking to me, but facing the bed. Is the bed your husband?"

  "..."

  Four eyes face each other.

  His voice is soft, and his eyes are soft, making people feel soft.

"You are my husband!"

  She admitted gently.

  This admission makes men very satisfied.

   "Now, my husband wants to eat fruit."

He says.

  She hurriedly handed the fruit bowl up and put it between the two people.

   "You feed me."

  He asked shamelessly.

  She opened her eyes wide—the feeling between the husband and wife seemed to be back.

   "You are not without hands."

   "Are you not willing to feed?"

  Well, the current Mr. Jin is emotionally unstable, so she should not provoke him.

  Hey, just feed it, it’s no big deal, it’s not that it’s been fed.

   signed a piece of watermelon and stuffed it into his mouth.

  He likes to eat watermelon.

   "More!"

  She only has to sign another piece.

   "More!"

  She continues to sign.

   "More!"

  She has no complaints, and just feeds.

   "Now, let me feed you."

  "..."

  She didn’t ask for it.

   "I can eat it myself."

   "There should be communication between husband and wife. You fed me, how can I not?"

"Need not."

"I need to!"

Ok!

   Facing the dragon fruit that had been delivered, she just opened her mouth and held it in.

  In this way, you have one piece and one piece, a plate of fruit, and you have eaten up like this, and the intimate atmosphere has come back bit by bit.

   "Eat so full."

  She murmured:

   "You shouldn't eat so full at night."

   "We can do something else."

  A gentle smile appeared on his face.

  She was heartbeat quickened by his smile, and a suspicious red tide appeared on her face.

   "You blush, what are you thinking about?"

  Jin Hengyuan saw this strange expression on her, and after a start, he realized that what he said seemed a little bit ambiguous.

  In such an environment, it seems that it can be understood as another meaning.

"I do not have!"

  Alas, his bad side seems to have surfaced again.

   "You clearly have it."

  He stared at her.

  She bit her lip and stretched out her hand to cover his eyes.

  Hmph, this way, you won’t be able to see it anymore!

  His lip line bends, and his smile is hooked out.

  The next moment, her hand was held by him on the palm of her hand, to her lips.

   While staring, he gently dropped a kiss and looked at her white strange face, flushing.

  She was a little embarrassed.

  "Don't hide, okay..."

   He sighed softly, begged, and put his posture so low.

  Her heartstrings trembled and trembled, trembled and trembled, tightened and tightened, hurt and hurt...

  "Hengyuan..."

  A pair of black eyes glowed with faint bitterness and sadness, and they couldn’t move away when they faced each other:

   "I thought you were angry with me."

   "Do you think I shouldn't be angry?"

   He asked softly, his eyes were so serious.

   "I... I don't want to drag you down."

  She lowered her eyes.

   "I said, you have never been my burden!"

  He corrected her thoughts.

  "Maybe not before. I will be in the future."

  She sighed softly, and rubbed the tiger's mouth with her hands that were caught by her.

   "Xiao Su..."

  "Don't talk, can you listen to me to finish?"

  She suddenly raised her head and hurriedly interrupted.

  Jin Hengyuan nodded, crossed her fingers, held it against her chest, and listened to her.

  Of course he has to listen to her experience in the past two years.

  She is so weak now, how can he hurt enough?