The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 646 You Know I Love You
I am indeed like this, and it is also because of this that I want to make such a harmless little joke with him: "I won't even ask for a day off because of me."

"Maybe it can be done normally, but it really can't be done today." He asked, "Do you know what I'm going to do?"

I was startled by his expression: "Is it related to me?"

"related."

I became nervous: "Don't be tricky."

"Don't be afraid." As he said, he stood up and walked around the table: "The last time I interrogated Guan Chuxia, I got a pleasant surprise. I will meet him tomorrow, and I will give you a surprise after the meeting."

"surprise?"

"It's really a surprise." He came to me, leaned on the edge of the table and said, "I promise to make you so happy that you immediately ask me to remarry."

Interrogated Guan Chuxia got it?

I was figuring this question, and suddenly I had an answer in my heart, but seeing his beaming face, I didn't expose it, but said: "Then I will wait and see."

He put his hand on the top of my head, rubbed my head, and said, "I will come to see you when you are not busy. Besides, although you are busy, I still hope that you will take care of Nian when you call Yinyin every day." Read, she said you don't love her anymore."

I took his hand away and said, "Got it."

He bent down and pinched my chin: "Is it really not hurting her anymore?"

"She's grown up after all."

"No matter how old you are, you are still a child." He said with a smile, "You still care about her."

I explained: "At first I asked Yinyin to call her, but she was always impatient, and I thought she didn't want to chat with me."

"That kid is just a bit awkward." He said, "Like you."

"It's obviously like you." I said, "Don't rely on me for any bad qualities."

He smiled and said: "She told me that you don't like her anymore, and you said that she didn't want to chat with you. I clearly remember that you two had a good relationship before."

"It wouldn't be so bad if you didn't instruct her to lie to me with you. Later, I messed up and ruined the relationship between the two of you, but she still ignored me. Of course, this is over." I said, "I also It’s not that I don’t love her anymore, it’s just that after those things, I found that she has grown up, and I don’t understand most of her thoughts, and she has left me unconsciously.”

"Children are always like this," he said. "Eventually they have to leave their parents."

"Then why didn't she leave you?"

"This..." He stroked his chin as if thinking, "Probably because of his handsomeness and intelligence that she admired."

I said, "Her narcissism must be like yours."

He proudly said: "This kind of good quality can be like me."

I didn't know how to answer this, so I just laughed along.

"In short, although Nian Nian is very self-willed, she is a child after all, and you are a mother, so you are destined to be humble to her." When he said this, he pressed my head with his palm, kissed my forehead, and said softly : "If you are unbalanced, then I can humble you."

I glanced at him: "Do you have a third personality?"

"Tell you that my illness is cured." He smiled frivolously.

"Tell me something funny."

"Then you can think whatever you want." He patted my forehead again and said with a smile, "I have to go."

"It's so easy to leave." I said, "It's incredible."

He pinched my shoulder again, bit my mouth for a while, looked into my eyes, with a gentle expression and a soft voice: "Anyway, do it. You still have more opportunities."

The shoulder was pinched by him, so I couldn't help but bumped his forehead hard. There was a loud noise, and he covered his forehead and glared at me.

"Say this kind of thing all day long." I said, "It's not elegant."

He covered his forehead and said displeasedly, "Is it the first day I didn't see you?"

"Humph."

"Let's go." He also snorted and turned to go out.

I waited for him to walk to the door, and saw him turn around suddenly: "Su Lingyu!"

I suppressed my laugh and asked, "Why?"

"Push your nose to your face." He was clearly frustrated because I wasn't in a hurry.

I'm really not in a hurry, after all, I've been in a hurry for so many years.

He didn't come over, and I didn't go over either. After a short stalemate like this, he showed his frustration, turned around, squatted down beside the chair I was sitting on, and said, "I'm really leaving."

"What are you doing?"

"Discuss something with you." He held my hand with a serious look.

"what's up?"

"Hug me."

"Is this what you want to discuss?"

"Well." He urged: "Hurry up."

I leaned over and hugged him in doubt, he squatted down so low, I could hold his head in my arms, and I could see his forehead.His face looked cute from this angle, I couldn't help but kissed him on the forehead, feeling a slight vibration in my arms, I straightened up properly to observe his expression, but he held his face firmly Buried in my chest, but even so, I knew he was laughing.

Although I don't know what he means by this, I find it very interesting and can't help laughing, let alone, he looks a bit like Britney.

I was thinking about it when I suddenly felt a movement in my arms, it was his head.Then came his voice: "Lingling."

"Huh?" I said, "Don't rub it, it's too itchy, I can't help but want to laugh."

But he didn't laugh, but repeated: "Lingling."

His voice was muffled, and with every frequency of speaking, it hit my chest like a hammer.

I was infected, and I didn't want to joke anymore, and I became serious. At the same time, I started to feel a little nervous.

After a long time, he opened his mouth: "I love you."

I didn't speak at first, but then I realized that he was silent, and I knew he was waiting for my answer, so I said, "Me too."

"I don't know." He moved, and his voice became deeper and deeper: "Remarry me, Lingling." As he said, he groped and grabbed my hand.

I became more and more nervous: "Can't we stand up and discuss this matter?"

He didn't move or speak.

I pushed his shoulder away hard, looked into his eyes, and said, "You're already on your knees, why don't you just be more generous, just look at me and agree."

He gave me a blank look.

I let go of my hand, and he probably gave up too, straightened his body, and was no longer as wretched as before.

I couldn't help sitting upright, feeling more and more nervous, and my mouth was a little dry.

I also remembered that I knelt down for him last time, and I wanted to keep my son that day. I don’t know if he has thought of it at this moment.

At first he was obviously a little awkward, his eyes wandered for a while, and then he looked at me, and said rather sternly: "Don't laugh." But he smiled again, his cheeks were a little pink: "Remarry me. "

Then he stopped talking.

I was disappointed: "That's it?"

"Lingling..." He hesitated to speak several times, this always decisive guy spent a long time in ink this time, "You know I love you."

"I do not know."

"Then you know now." He didn't get angry at my deliberate joke, but became more and more serious, "I said I love you a few years ago, it was because you were kind to me. Not anymore, I know you Care about that."

I looked at him, my eyes were a little sore.I always knew I was worthless and could be coaxed back with a few nice words.But I also feel that he is not a person who can say nice words to coax me. For more than ten years, I always ask him. He is always extremely arrogant, and looks at me like a clown from time to time.I am a woman, and of course I hope that my husband will treat me with tenderness and affection instead of ridicule. .

So, the picture in front of me shocked me.But really, I like to see him like this, kneeling in front of me on one knee, like the prince in the story who rides a white horse and carries a sword all the way through all the thorns and thorns just for me.I know it's stupid to think so at the age of 30, but I really like fairy tales, because the love there is simple and pure, without waves and sorrows.There is only one thing in marriage there, and that is to live happily together.

My heart was so full of twists and turns, so I was naturally reluctant to interrupt him, so I just listened to him say: "I know that although you have been by my side in the past few years, you have always been unbalanced in my heart. If we lived like that then , you will be hard to be happy in the second half of your life. Before you said that the two of us were even, I finally breathed a sigh of relief. "

I said, "I thought you would hate me more or less in your heart."

"No," he said, "I kind of hate you, but not for that."

"What is that for?"

"Needless to say," he said with a smile, shaking my hand, "it's not a big deal now."

I said, "No, you have to say it."

"Talking, shut up." He frowned and said, "Don't always spoil the atmosphere."

"Just destroy it!" It's really tempting. If he really doesn't want me to ask, he just doesn't want to bring up this topic. I said with a straight face, "If you don't answer, I won't agree to remarry."

He glanced at me again, and then became obedient like a defeated rooster: "Not long after I came out, I heard that you are messing around all day."

"You're also getting in the way of nonsense..."

He gave me a white look and said, "So you don't want to explain?"

"Explain what?" I asked, "Is that kind of person in your heart?"

He didn't confess anymore, he curled his lips as if to say: You are.

I asked, "Does this count as the end of your marriage proposal?"

"No." He ordered: "But you explain this first."

"What am I explaining?" I couldn't help but widen my eyes.

"Where did you get the birth control pills at home?" He actually brought up the old story again.

Just as I opened my mouth to explain, I suddenly saw the corners of his eyes narrowing. I understood that he did it on purpose, so I said, "I won't tell you."

He said, "Then I won't ask for it."

"Then you can get flat."

"Of order, Your Majesty the Queen." He raised his brows, but he took my hand, I felt a chill on my fingertips, and when I lowered my head, the thing was half covered.

(End of this chapter)