The warm marriage and cute wife of the rich and famous

Chapter 240 Swing Together (Part [-])

"Swing together, swing together~"

Keep repeating this sentence, under the subwoofer, the effect of rock and roll is even better.

Song Xiaoqiao looked at Duan Xiu who was reclining on the bed at the moment, with an apologetic expression on his face.

However, Duan Xiu looked a little—

Wait a minute, Song Xiaoqiao laughed directly, Duan Xiu was wearing her own cartoon earphones, no wonder she felt a little strange when she saw it just now.

Duan Xiu looked at his little wife and listened to the music on his phone, sighed deeply, and pointed outside, "What does your uncle want?"

"I don't know." Song Xiaoqiao replied almost instinctively.

When she finished speaking, she felt as if she had spoken nonsense.

Duan Xiu took off the earphones, and when he heard the rock music "Swing Together" was playing, he stood directly on the bed.

"Swing together."

"Come down, the bed was trampled by you." Song Xiaoqiao said and ran over quickly.

Duan Xiu was angry and jumped on the bed. At this moment, he really felt like he was going to be driven crazy.

However, he forgot that he was only wrapped in a bath towel, and he just tied the bath towel casually when he came out of the bathroom. Unexpectedly, when he was jumping, the bathroom at his waist slid down.

Song Xiaoqiao just ran up to him, and just reached out to hold him down.

Huh, scared to death.

In the middle of the night——

Duan Xiu hurriedly fastened the bath towel again, but what kind of expression is this little wife.

"Are you blushing?"

"Uh, maybe, or maybe it's because of the light." Song Xiaoqiao said with some embarrassment.

At this moment her heart was beating fast, if Duan Xiu found out, she would definitely be laughed at.

"The lights in your room are incandescent lamps, which won't cause red shadows, so my dear, you're blushing, admit it." Duan Xiu smiled and sat on the bed, admiring the redder pretty face of his little wife.

Song Xiaoqiao took a deep breath, "Well, you'd better change into your pajamas, otherwise, you won't look so good."

"We are husband and wife." Duan Xiu said solemnly.

Song Xiaoqiao nodded, "I know, but my uncle is next door, so let's calm down."

"I know, listen to my wife, I'll change it." Duan Xiu said and got out of bed directly, glanced at his little wife, and took a deep breath again, hey, it's so cute, I've been married for so long, and I still blush .

After changing his clothes, when Duan Xiu came out, he was still listening to the song "Swing Together", and his eyebrows almost twisted into twists.

"Hey, maybe it's stuck, or maybe my uncle likes this song very much." Song Xiaoqiao didn't know how to explain it anymore.

In order to show his gentlemanly style, Duan Xiu restrained himself and lay down on the bed.

With a strong sense of rhythm, both of them couldn't help moving their arms and hands.

After a while, Song Xiaoqiao couldn't help laughing.

After hearing it for the ninth time, Duan Xiu couldn't take it anymore.

However, as soon as he got up, he was held back by Song Xiaoqiao.

"Honey, please bear with me, my uncle is leaving tomorrow, he must have something in his heart to do this, please." Song Xiaoqiao said in a low voice.

Duan Xiu lay down directly on the bed, "Okay, for your sake."

"By the way, those who have earplugs at home, I'll look for them, you wait." Song Xiaoqiao said, got up and went to look for them.

After a while of rummaging, I finally found it in the desk drawer.

Fortunately, I bought a lot at that time, and now I just use it.

After a while, Song Xiaoqiao sat on the bed and put on earplugs for Duan Xiu, "How is it?"

"Ah, what did you say?" Duan Xiu said loudly.

Song Xiaoqiao smiled, waved her hand, and put it on herself.

The world is finally quiet.

Duan Xiu probably never thought that he would receive such treatment one day.

You have to borrow tools to make yourself fall asleep.

Moreover, he can't provoke that person yet.

Looking at the little wife who had fallen asleep in his arms, Duan Xiu felt sorry for her.

Holding the little wife tighter, he stretched out his hand to brush away the broken hair on her forehead. Seeing a tired face, he knew that she was the one who had the most fearful life tonight.

The pulp of his finger stroked her forehead lightly, but the little wife didn't respond at all, Duan Xiu wanted to laugh a little.

I don't know how she will react when he hugs her directly and leaves here.

However, thinking of what his little wife said, he still held back and didn't implement it.

He has always been a person who will put his thoughts into action, and now he has to start thinking about some things for her.

He took her away directly, but if he offended her brother-in-law, she would definitely feel a little worried in her heart.

He didn't want to see her like this.

He just wanted to see her happy, even if he was unhappy, he didn't want her to be unhappy.

Duan Xiu looked at his little wife like this, and then slowly fell asleep.

Under the dim light at the head of the bed, two people embracing each other are sweetly weaving a dream that belongs only to them.

In the early morning, Song Xiaoqiao was woken up by the glare of the sun. The first thing she did when she opened her eyes was to see if Duan Xiu was there. When she saw that he was sleeping soundly, the corners of her mouth curled up.

After taking off one of the earplugs, I heard the sound of music still playing.

Uncle wouldn't be listening to music all night. Thinking of the possibility, Song Xiaoqiao wanted to get up to have a look. As a result, Duan Xiu was woken up by this movement.

"Where are you going?" Duan Xiu's first words were this.

Song Xiaoqiao wanted to speak, but she didn't speak, but took off the earplugs from Duan Xiu's ears, and then she spoke.

"Go and see what's going on with my uncle, the music has been playing until now."

Duan Xiuchang sighed, "I'll go and have a look."

Song Xiaoqiao didn't feel relieved, seeing Duan Xiu walked out of the room, she hurriedly followed.

Duan Xiu kept knocking on the door for a long time, only listening to the sound of music, but no one came to open the door.

"What's going on?" Song Xiaoqiao whispered.

Duan Xiu shook his head, "Do you want to kick it?"

"It's still not necessary. Let's go back to the room and continue to sleep. Anyway, there are earplugs." Song Xiaoqiao said, directly took Duan Xiu's hand and walked to her room.

But the door opened at this moment, and Song Zhi was caught by Song Zhi's sleepy look.

"Who said they were going to kick my door?"

"Uh, uncle, we thought something happened to you inside, so—"

"I'm fine. It's early in the morning, no big or small." Song Zhi said as he closed the door, and the music inside continued.

Song Xiaoqiao also felt Duan Xiu's madness, reached out and shook Duan Xiu's arm, leaned closer and whispered: "Hubby, forget it, anyway, he is leaving today."

Duan Xiu nodded, "Okay."

He just endured it.

Thinking of how he spent those days when he went to block Chen Yang, what a day or two was.

After returning to the room, Song Xiaoqiao closed the door, put on earplugs for Duan Xiu, put them on herself, and made an OK gesture to him, then pulled him to lie down on the bed together.

The four eyes met, and each saw a smile in the other's eyes.

Song Xiaoqiao laughed the most, but soon she closed her eyes again.

Just as Duan Xiu wanted to say a few words to her, he saw that his little wife had fallen asleep again.

Well, it seems that the little wife is indeed trapped, and in this case, he should accompany her.

Duan Xiu also closed his eyes, and the two hands clasped together, as if neither could do without the other.

But Duan Nan in the villa didn't wake up until now, and she didn't have a good night's sleep in C city. Now, this sleep is really long, but it's also very full.

After all, I have lived here for a long time.

Now, coming back is almost like going back to my own home.

If Song Xiaohan was there, it would be even more perfect.

Maybe, I can still have a good talk with him, so as to relieve the pain of lovesickness in the past few months.

Duan Nan couldn't help laughing when he thought that he used the word lovesickness to express his relationship with Song Xiaohan.

Lying on the bed and not wanting to wake up at the moment, he called Song Xiaohan with his mobile phone.

However, the call was not answered, and after checking the time, it occurred to him that it was only eight o'clock, and the little guy was probably still in bed, throwing the phone on the bedside table, and Duan Nan felt that he would be able to get back to sleep again.

Time passed little by little, the Song family, Mr. Song got up early, and Tang Yulian and Qin Sufen left early in the morning to go dancing.

Early in the morning, it's time to dance, exercise, and breathe aerobic air.

Aunt Chen prepared all the breakfast. After waiting for a while, no one came down to eat, so she went outside to talk to Mr. Song.

"Oh, none of them came down?"

"Yes sir."

"What about Xiao Qiao, Xiao Qiao should come down."

"nor."

Mr. Song's face was stern, "This little girl has learned to sleep late now. This is not good. If it is like this in the Duan family, wouldn't it be to recruit others to talk about it?"

"But Xiao Qiao slept with my aunt. It would be bad if I called her directly. Besides, they are young people, so it's normal for them to like to sleep in." Aunt Chen's words were obviously biased towards Song Xiaoqiao.

Mr. Song naturally knew that Aunt Chen was for Song Xiaoqiao, but he was still a little worried.

I'm afraid that when she arrives at the Duan's house, she will be talked about because of sleeping late. After all, not everyone can enter the Duan's house.

Especially since there are two university professors at home, they will pay more attention to these.

However, it might not be good to go up rashly like this.

"Well, go ahead and do your work first. If they come down, I'll call you later." Mr. Song said with a smile.

Aunt Chen quickly nodded and said, "It's the old man."

"This kid, Song Zhi has learned to sleep late. After all, he has not stayed at home for a long time, and he has developed all kinds of bad problems outside." Mr. Song muttered while watering the flowers.

After watering the flowers, she raised her head again and looked at the room where Song Xiaoqiao lived. The curtains were drawn tightly.

"Looks like we have to see who gets up first among them." Mr. Song said after a while, then put down the watering can, went directly to the living room, took a newspaper and sat on the sofa, his eyes wandering to the stairs from time to time .

Aunt Chen smiled and made a pot of tea, put it on the coffee table, and went to work again.

After a while, Mr. Song looked at the stairs while drinking tea.

At 08:30, nine o'clock, and then at 09:30, the voice was finally heard, and Mr. Song's originally kind face suddenly became serious.

(End of this chapter)