Mysterious husband, keep a low profile

Chapter 1183 Lin Xingqiao, I Only Have You

Although Su Weicheng had a funeral and cremation today, it didn't seem to affect Su Jingchi at all.

He ate dinner as usual, watched the cartoon "Iron Armored Warrior" with Lin Xingqiao and the others for a while, and then asked Xiao Xiaosu to go back to sleep immediately.

Little Su looked eagerly: "Mom, I have an application."

Lin Xingqiao couldn't help smiling: "Application? What are you applying for?"

"I want to apply to install a TV in my room, and I promise to only watch it for one hour a day."

Although Xiaoxiaosu's children's room is very large, with all the necessities and toys for children, but there is no... TV.

Well, there is a computer there.

However, the computer has a password, and it can only be used with the application of mother or father.

Su Jingchi looked at Xiao Xiaosu with disgust, "A man's words are the most unreliable. You can go back to sleep. Don't ask your mother, let alone your mother agree, your father will not agree either!"

Who doesn't know the same about Xiao Xiaosu's little thoughts?
Lin Xingqiao smiled and asked, "Why did you install a TV in your room?"

Xiao Xiaosu whispered: "Because it will be cold in winter, I want to sit on the bed and watch."

Su Jingchi smiled dryly: "There will be heating in winter."

Little Su: "..."

He muttered, "Dad doesn't agree, I'll go to Mom and Dad's room to sleep in the future."

Su Jingchi ignored Xiao Xiaosu directly, took Lin Xingqiao's hand and went back to the room.

Xiao Xiaosu stood outside your room door, and went back to her room dejectedly.

When they returned to the room, Lin Xingqiao suddenly said to Su Jingchi, "Jingchi, come and watch the moon with me."

Because every time the full moon comes, she will go to bed, so she misses the Mid-Autumn Festival on August [-]th every year.

Su Jingchi snorted softly, and walked to Lin Xingqiao's side, the moonlight fell on them, and the elongated shadows of the two fell on the floor and leaned together.

Lin Xingqiao asked in a low voice, "Is it better?"

Today his father passed away.

Su Jingchi sneered, and suddenly put his arms around Lin Xingqiao's shoulders, "I'm fine every day. Lin Xingqiao, you don't have to act like this. It has nothing to do with you if I don't want to go."

Only he knows what his childhood was like.

Their family is different from ordinary families, but there is no such thing as fatherly kindness and filial piety.

For this father, he couldn't express his feelings.

After all, Su Jingchi knew very well why he committed suicide and who it was because of.

Su Jingchi looked at the moon in the sky and suddenly laughed, "Lin Xingqiao, do you know what I was thinking when I saw him lying in the coffin with the only notebook my mother gave him a long time ago? ?”

Lin Xingqiao was taken aback, "What?"

"I'm much luckier than him." Su Jingchi raised his lips, a smile appeared on his face.

At least Lin Xingqiao loves him, at least his son and he are not in that kind of hostile relationship.

Lin Xingqiao was slightly stunned, "Jingchi..."

Su Jingchi's hand slid from her shoulders, hooked her waist at once, hugged her into his arms, and whispered: "My father is dead, and my mother has her own family. Lin Xingqiao, I only have you .”

She smelled the masculine scent on him that she was familiar with, and felt at ease, "No, there is also Xiao Xiaosu, our family."

Su Jingchi let out a long sigh with a hoarse voice, as if telling himself and Lin Xingqiao: "Lin Xingqiao, you must be well. Because if something happens to you, I will definitely die with you." If something happens to her, then the next person like He might be the one who committed suicide like Su Weicheng.

(End of this chapter)