sweet joy

Chapter 80 Song Xixi's Caring Service
Song Xixi asked with a smile, breaking free from his embrace.

"Wedding anniversary, what wish do you have, please make a wish!"

The light of the candle flickered on this charming little face, making the man sitting on the sofa both excited and happy.

He didn't think it would be useful to make a wish on a cake, but he still obeyed Song Xixi's words, put his hands together piously and quietly, and silently made a wish from the bottom of his heart.

"Blow out the candles?"

Song Xixi smiled: "If you don't blow out the candles, the gods in the sky will not know your wish."

Tang Zhihuan pinched Song Xixi's cheek and smiled lightly: "Song Xixi, my wishes have always come true by myself."

"Then what did you wish for?"

Tang Zhihuan stared at her with deep black eyes, and waved to her: "Come here."

Song Xixi came over, and heard a low male voice again: "Kiss me."

After a deep romantic kiss, Tang Zhihuan cut the cake and poured Song Xi's favorite sparkling wine on it.

Quietly, looking at each other, eating cake slowly.

Song Xixi couldn't help smiling happily.

"Tang Zhihuan, do you know what falling in love is?"

"..."

"Tang Zhihuan?" Song Xixi called him softly without hearing the man's answer.

"Song Xixi, is it because I fall in love with you that you will leave me?"

She said before that she came to him to make him fall in love with her in advance.

Tang Zhihuan's voice was extremely serious, every word fell into Song Xixi's heart.

"Tang Zhihuan, you don't want me to go?"

"..."

Song Xixi smiled and leaned over: "In addition to falling in love with me, I also want to fall in love with you, why did I leave?"

"In order for me to be happier and have a more romantic husband in the future, the transformation of you is not over yet~"

Tang Zhihuan stared at her and rubbed her head.

The alcohol content of the sparkling wine was not high, and Song Xixi's face was only slightly warm after drinking it.

Tang Zhihuan cleaned up the tea table, and Song Xixi took the clothes and went into the bathroom to wash up.

Because of the alcohol, Song Xixi fell asleep soon after taking a shower.

And the man next to him didn't feel sleepy at all, because he encountered a troublesome thing, that is, how to compete with himself ten years later for a woman.

The black eyes merged with the night, but the complex emotions inside were not noticed.

Tang Zhihuan gently hugged Song Xixi in his arms, slowly getting closer and tighter, and after a long time, he slowly fell asleep with the sound of her gentle breathing.

In the dream, he fought with himself, fighting tirelessly.

In the end he still lost.

In the morning, he was woken up by Song Xixi's shaking, something cold was stuck on his head, and Song Xixi patted his cheek.

"Wake up, drink the medicine!"

His whole body was weak, and even his throat was dry and smoky.

After drinking the cold medicine with Song Xixi's hands, Tang Zhihuan fell into a drowsy sleep again.

He wanted to fight with that self again, maybe he could win this time?
It's a pity that the dream was muddled and there was nothing, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

When she woke up again, it was already dark, and Song Xixi was making porridge at the coffee table with a newly bought small electric cooker. Tang Zhihuan knocked on his heavy head, tearing off the fever-reducing tablet for kindergarten children.

Song Xixi looked at him, and asked with concern: "You woke up, is your head still hurting?"

Tang Zhihuan nodded, but his whole body was sticky and uncomfortable.

After taking a shower, Tang Zhihuan lay on the sofa, enjoying Song Xixi's caring porridge feeding service.

After drinking three bowls of porridge, his energy improved a lot. There was a message from his counselor on his phone, asking him to go to Director Li's office this afternoon.

(End of this chapter)