It makes sense to grab a marriage: don't mess with the savage wife

Chapter 845 Special Extra: Slut Terminator (5)

"Did she say it?" Song Qingyi heard footsteps behind him, stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, and looked back at Su Yu.

Su Yu took a few steps forward, stood in front of Song Qingyi, and looked down at the cigarette that had just been extinguished.

Song Qingyi also looked down, apologetic in his tone: "I couldn't bear it just now."

"Don't smoke next time." Su Yu didn't pursue too much.

After recognizing Xiao Taozi, Song Qingyi had already consciously stopped smoking without Su Yu reminding her, and until now, seven years later, she has never smoked again.

His self-control has always been astonishing, and Su Yu has long understood it, but now, Song Qingyi may not be able to control it himself.

Su Yu suddenly felt a little distressed. She always felt that Song Qingyi didn't care much about the two children. It didn't mean that Song Qingyi didn't love them, but he didn't love them to the bottom of his heart. He didn't treat them like Su Yu did. Hang on the heart.

At this moment, Su Yu clearly understood that although this man has changed a lot, he has gradually become gentler, and he is beginning to express his thoughts, but he is always reserved and cryptic when it comes to expressing his feelings.

Su Yuzao stroked his frowning brows, and then said, "She hasn't said anything yet, what about your side? Any news?"

Song Qingyi stared at her for a few seconds before reaching out to grab her hand and pinch it: "You're not sick this time."

"Huh?" Su Yu was stunned for a moment before realizing that what Song Qingyi was talking about was the side effect of "Tianchen".

"This is a good thing. If there is no relapse this time, then it will be even less likely to get sick in the future." Song Qingyi laughed as he spoke.

However, soon, the smile disappeared, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I have searched for all possible hiding places, but there is still no news."

After Song Qingyi finished speaking, he reached out to grab a cigarette, but just as he reached into the pocket of his safety trousers, he was held down by a soft hand.

As soon as he raised his head, he met Su Yu's clear eyes: "Why are you so restless, aren't you with me?"

Song Qing believed that the reason why she smoked was because she was afraid of uneasiness, and she understood it.

Originally she knew.

Song Qingyi withdrew his hand and moved his throat, but couldn't speak.

"It will be found."

Strange to say, Su Yu found that in the past few years, what Song Qingyi showed in front of her was no longer the powerful and omnipotent Song Qingyi before.

She could see his bad little habits, she could see the sadness, or anxiety and heartache in his expression, unlike in the past years, when he said a word, she couldn't even guess the punctuation marks.

"En." Song Qing responded in a low voice.

At this time, it was getting late. During this period of time, it was cold in the spring, and Song Qingyi, who was always strong, also caught a little cold and was still catching a cold. Su Yu was worried about his health. Although the whereabouts of a pair of children were unknown, she still had to worry about it. Look at Song Qingyi.

In the end, she was the one who forcibly pulled Song Qingyi back home, cooked porridge for him, and watched him eat spoonful by spoonful.

Su Yu watched Song Qingyi eating the porridge calmly, and his eyes became a little blurred.

Suddenly, she and Song Qingyi switched identities.

In the past, it was Song Qingyi who forced her to do this and make her that way, but now it's her who forces Song Qingyi to eat, sleep, and other things.

No wonder, people always say, 30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi.

These words were vividly expressed in her and Song Qingyi's body.

(End of this chapter)