The warm marriage and cute wife of the rich and famous

Chapter 22 I'm Crying For You

In the room, after hearing the door closing outside, Duan Xiu put his little wife down.

Song Xiaoqiao had just landed, and was about to run towards the door, but before she could take a step, she was picked up again.

"Let me go!" Song Xiaoqiao yelled for no reason, which startled Duan Xiu, but he would not let go.

One waved its teeth and claws wildly, and the other held on desperately. The disparity in strength made the struggling people quickly discouraged.

Just hug her, she has no strength left.

Duan Xiu felt that the person in his arms was no longer moving around, so he let go of his hand a little bit, but it was only a loosening, and he didn't really let go.

Time passed bit by bit, and no one spoke for a full ten minutes.

There was silence outside, and it seemed that they had really left.

Huh, scared to death.

"Okay, they're all gone, you don't have to worry." Duan Xiu saw her thoughts and spoke slowly.

If he didn't speak any more, he was about to be overwhelmed by the weight.

Song Xiaoqiao hummed, looked at the two hands still wrapped around her, stretched out her hand and poked, "Then can you let go?"

It was really embarrassing for her to be hugged like this for so long.

Duan Xiu moved his hand, but he didn't let go. He said softly: "Then you promise that you won't run away, and I will let go."

"Okay, I promise." Song Xiaoqiao said immediately.

Duan Xiu let go of his hand with some reluctance. In fact, if he could, he wanted to hold her all the time.

Originally thought that he would always be a silent bystander, watching her grow up slowly, watching her make boyfriends, and even marry, but he never thought that he would marry her by chance. gift.

Before that, he never thought that one day he would be able to marry her.

Song Xiaoqiao was free, so she ran to the door reflexively. The next second she thought that she seemed to have promised it, so she gave up.

She carried him behind her back, and didn't know what he was thinking, but he didn't speak, so quiet, which really made her uncomfortable.

Could it be that she made him sad?
Did his own words embarrass him too much just now? After all, one is his brother and the other is his father.Thinking of this, Song Xiaoqiao slowly turned around, and only took one look to freeze.

Duan Xiu, he, he is actually laughing, is this guy——

Song Xiaoqiao stretched out her hand and shook it in front of him a few times before bringing people back to their senses, she suddenly felt a little nervous and said, "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Duan Xiu smiled even brighter when he came back to his senses. He stretched out his hand to grab Song Xiaoqiao's hand and held it in his hand. An inexplicable throbbing came to his heart, "Xiao Qiao, it's great to be able to marry you."

"You don't have a fever, do you?" Song Xiaoqiao was not moved by what he said, and stretched out her hand to try his forehead, and then tried her own, "You don't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense?"

This is a love story, okay? Duan Xiu curled his lips, "Honey, I'm telling the truth, not nonsense."

"Could it be that you have been secretly in love with me for ten years as your brother said?" Song Xiaoqiao's eyes suddenly lit up, and there was a hint of a smile in her voice.

When Duan Xiu heard this, he immediately let go of her hand and looked out of the window. The scenery outside the window was wonderful, but his heart was filled with huge waves.

"Hey, I'm not kidding you enough." Song Xiaoqiao reached out and tugged at his sleeve, "Ten years ago I was only ten years old, and you were nineteen, how could you have feelings for a ten-year-old girl? Besides, I And it looks so ordinary, it doesn't stand out in the crowd, I—"

"In my heart, you are the brightest heart in the night sky. Those who like appearance are not members of the Appearance Association. A person's beautiful and ugly appearance is only one aspect, and the real beauty comes from the inside out." Duan Xiu interrupted After reading the words of the little wife, he took out the words that were suppressed in his heart.

These words also deeply shocked Song Xiaoqiao.

She was stunned, hearing Duan Xiu's words, didn't that mean——

She didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"I will explain to Dad about the leave. Don't worry about that." Seeing his wife's reaction, Duan Xiu also knew that he had said something too much. He should not have said some things now, or just said It should not have been said.

By the way, the front patronized to break free from him, and completely forgot about it.

"My dad looks serious and strict on the surface, but he is very enthusiastic inside, and he will understand what happened for a reason." Others are hard to say, but there is one thing Duan Xiu is sure of, he will definitely not trouble his little wife.

I have a daughter-in-law, so I can't be happy even if I am happy.

Song Xiaoqiao thought for a moment, "He is a history professor, but how could I remember that our history professor is a woman?"

"That's my mother."

"Cough-cough-"

This is all right, it's over.

"However, my mother is teaching juniors, and my father has something to do with her for a month." Duan Xiu immediately explained when he saw his little wife's struggles.

Junior, isn't that Gu Qi's and the others', hey.

"Don't worry about it, it's okay, my father didn't say anything, and my mother even less." Duan Xiu comforted, "My father is in charge of my family."

Song Xiaoqiao looked up at him, "Now you go to cancel the vacation, I will go to class tomorrow."

It's been two days, if I don't go, I don't know how many classes I will miss.

"No, there is still something to do later, there is no way to cancel it."

"are you going?"

"Don't go."

"I'll cry for you." Song Xiaoqiao blushed directly, as if she was about to cry.

Duan Xiu burst out laughing at her words.

"Woooo-"

"Okay, okay, don't cry, my husband is wrong, but I really can't make up for it."

Duan Xiu started to coax people, but his words seemed to be useless, Song Xiaoqiao continued - pretending to cry.

"Don't cry, okay, there are still many things that have not been dealt with, or I will have to ask for leave later." Duan Xiu was helpless.

But upon hearing this, Song Xiaoqiao stopped.

"What do you mean, what else do we have to deal with?" She blinked a few times, "I have received the marriage certificate, what else?"

Duan Xiu opened the door and went out, then turned to Song Xiaoqiao and said, "Wait for me."

Waiting, she looked at the room, this is a bedroom, the layout of the whole room is simple but grand, it looks very comfortable, especially the bed, Song Xiaoqiao walked over slowly.

Duan Xiu sat on the sofa in the living room, immersed himself in writing, and looked up at the bedroom from time to time, with the corners of his mouth curled up.

After more than ten minutes, Duan Xiu put down his pen after looking at the densely packed paper, and went through it carefully to make sure nothing was missed. Then he got up and walked towards the bedroom.

The bedroom was extremely quiet, he was smiling, and when he saw his little wife who was sleeping soundly on the bed, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Last night, he didn't sleep well, and she didn't sleep much.

After folding the paper and putting it in his pocket, Duan Xiu walked out of the room.

Ten minutes later, he came in again wrapped in a bath towel, closed the door gently, and went straight to the big bed.

Song Xiaoqiao, who was sleeping, felt herself falling into an embrace, snorted a few times, reached out to touch her glasses, turned her head and continued to sleep.

Duan Xiu, who was reaching out to help her take off her glasses, smiled lightly, and murmured: "I'll wait for the day when you can be honest."

"Hmm~" Song Xiaoqiao who was disturbed slightly frowned, but Duan Xiu's brows stretched like flowers.

After a while, in the silent room, only the breathing of the two people came and went, weaving the warmth of the room.

(End of this chapter)