The military wives who came to Beijing to join the army were not immune to the spread of the news. Of course, this is a story for a later time.

After returning to the dormitory, the little bastard lay down on the bed with satisfaction, recalling the sight of her husband singing to her, feeling as happy as a fool just thinking about it.

"What are you laughing at?"

Mr. Huo looked at his young wife's overjoyed look, and his eyes also turned into a smile.

"Husband, you are so secretive. Ouch, when you open your voice, I want to turn around for you and shout "i, want, u!"

Xia Chu sat up and spoke exaggeratedly. Her expression and movements made Mr. Huo couldn't help but reach out and rub the top of her head.

"How dare you say it? I don't know who looked at me with that little pitiful look."

Such ridicule made Xia Chu pout, hum, and said that the root cause was not the green tea bitch.

"I don't know whose ex-girlfriend is so violent. I am a disaster, husband. However, you have failed to give others a good face over and over again. I guess I will not get married unless you."

Holding Master Huo's neck, the little bastard had a sly smile in his eyes, teasing him.

"Aren't you jealous?"

"Jealous? Of course I did. I hate that I don't have long legs, I'm not a goddess, and I don't have the beauty of my parents. But, so what? My looks are given to me by my parents, and I can't change them. I can't go for plastic surgery.

Well, as long as you stand with me, it will be fine. The main reason is that what you did made people feel safe. I said, Mr. Huo, you did too well. After all, she is your ex-girlfriend, you can't

Don’t you miss the old feelings at all?”

Xia Chu blinked his eyes and asked with interest, his tone seemed to be true and false, but Mr. Huo knew that he had some psychological doubts, otherwise he would not have asked this question.

"You are my wife, and of course your feelings are the most important thing."

Ouch, what you say is so exciting. This man seems to be ignorant of romance, but in fact he is his own school and has his own way.

"Then, tell me that I love you?"

The waiter looked at Mr. Huo expectantly, thinking that in such an environment with beautiful lighting and atmosphere, wouldn't these three words come naturally?

pity……

Mr. Huo looked at her face, paused for a while, and slowly pushed away her hands on his neck.

"I'm going to take a shower first."

The evasive attitude was obvious. Such a refusal made the smile on Xia Chu's face freeze immediately. She looked at his back as he got up and walked to the bathroom in a daze. She didn't expect that he would avoid this request.

Is it true that in his heart, he has not reached the level of love for himself? The little bastard can't help but have some random thoughts in his little mind.

Although rationally, she understands that the two of them got married not long ago, so they fell in love too quickly, but...

After you figure out your feelings for him, you always hope that the other person can give you the same emotional response.

Maybe, I'm a little selfish. I don't have the same concept of great sacrifice as others. I think it's enough to love the other person. It doesn't matter whether the other person likes her or not. She loves her and hopes that the other person loves her. At first, maybe both of them thought...

They made do with each other, more for the sake of one breath, and got together in a daze, but now, she really hopes that Huo Censi can fall in love with her.

It's not all because of responsibility that he treats himself so well, right?

Looking at the figure taking a bath behind the frosted glass door, she asked herself quietly...

Compared to the little bastard who was sitting on the bed with his thoughts wandering far away, Huo Censi himself was not in a relaxed mood. Strong water spurted out from the shower head, splashing on the body, and wiping it back and forth mechanically.

The water on the hair was dripping again and again, and unconsciously, I fell into some kind of meditation...

I love you……

These three words have grown so big. He told Mu Jingwan that their love at that time was considered vigorous, but what were the consequences?

There had been a failed relationship, which made him, who had always been a bit perfectionist, suddenly afraid of touching this kind of emotional commitment.

The three words "I love you" seem to have suddenly become a forbidden spell.

He couldn't say it...

Although he does not reject Xia Chu in his heart, nor will he deny her attraction to him, but... love? How is this possible? Everything he does is because of his responsibility as a husband, what kind of love is there?

It doesn't matter if you don't love her. Could she have some misunderstanding because of the song she sang? Do you want to explain it? But after explaining it, will it make her sad? But what if

It's not good to let her misunderstand something without explaining it.

Explain or not explain...which one is better?!

This question made him fall into deep contemplation... A certain man who was desperate completely avoided his true inner thoughts and began to establish a so-called theory of responsibility. Although he seemed to be as strong as iron, he was completely emotionally intact.

She is a paper tiger, afraid of wolves in front and tigers in the back. Hey, I feel so pitiful for the little bastard. I don’t know what kind of man my husband is, and I uneasily warned myself not to confess my feelings easily, otherwise I would lose it.

Dead people!

One pretends that he doesn’t love because it’s his responsibility, and the other is afraid of losing face if he does love. The couple doesn’t know when this layer of window paper will be peeled away. That’s good, that’s good, hallelujah…

It was completely different from every passionate little get-together. It was unusually quiet tonight. Nothing happened between the two of us. You slept with yours and I slept with mine. It seemed like nothing was going on, but each of them had their own little thoughts.

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It was already past eleven o'clock when the three members of the Mu family returned to the city. None of the three members of the family spoke a word along the way. As soon as they entered the mansion, just as Mu Yuanshan was about to speak, Mu Jingwan went upstairs ahead of him.

"Look at this child, he has such a stubborn temper. I don't know who he inherited it from!"

"In addition to your temper, who else can your daughter be like?"

Chen Ge's words made Mu Yuanshan sigh.

"If she were like me, she wouldn't be able to do such a stupid thing today. You should talk to her quickly. You women have the most common topic when talking about such things. She won't listen to my words."

When it comes to conversation, Chen Ge is worried. She also wants to persuade her, but...how to persuade her in this kind of thing? Her daughter is so strong, and the other party would rather choose someone worse than her. How big of a blow will this kind of blow be, and how much will it do to her self-esteem?

She didn't dare think about the trauma.

"I can only advise. This kid... ugh... is too persistent. He won't look back until he hits the wall. It's hard to recover when the water is overflowing. Why don't you understand such a simple truth?"

The couple downstairs were in distress. Mu Jingwan in the bedroom upstairs lay on the pillow and shed tears silently as soon as she entered the room. Everything that happened on the stage today was like knives cutting into her heart.

, the sweet memories with Huo Censi turned into the most ridiculous joke.

How could this happen? How could it become like this? Is it just because she made a little mistake? Just because of this, is she going to lose the man she loves most?

No, no, I don't know what to do anymore. I'm in such a mess. Now I just want to see Xia Chu make a fool of myself to make myself happy. But what should I do? What should she do?

Fu Cheng, yes, he still has Fu Cheng. Although he hates him, at this time, as long as he can help him fight that Xiao Jian, it doesn't matter even if he takes away his innocence. Nothing can make that person

There is nothing more important than Xiao Jianren's discomfort. Yes, there is nothing more important than this. Mu Jingwan wiped the tears on her face, picked up her cell phone and dialed Fu Cheng's number...
Chapter completed!