Although she had just woken up, she felt tired again. She rubbed her head and her voice became weaker:

"Jian Yi, I don't want to argue with you so early in the morning."

Jian Yi calmed down her anger slightly, moved her steps, and threw her body weakly onto the sofa, sinking her whole body into the soft sofa.

He put his hand on his stomach, leaned weakly on the back of the chair, and did not speak.

Every moment of the two people's relationship comes to mind, from the man's domineering pursuit at the beginning to the woman's active reliance later on.[

The two of them seep into each other's lives bit by bit, inch by inch, and both of them are changing.

Jian Yi still protects her and dotes on her, but Su Mumu no longer has so much willfulness. She knows how to think about the future and is clear about her goals and pursuits.

The little girl was growing up bit by bit, but Jian Jian felt that she was growing further and further away from him, making him increasingly unpredictable and unpredictable about her thoughts, which made him panic.

He also hates himself being like this, which makes people feel unreasonable and hopeless.

Su Mumu looked at the awkward and silent man on the sofa, her eyes glanced at his hand covering his stomach, and her heart contracted. Thinking about what he just said, she sighed, walked closer to him, and covered him with her slender fingers.

On the back of the hand.

Jian Yan raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes sparkling with no emotion.

Su Mumu looked back and asked softly:

"stomachache?"

Jian Yi didn't answer, just stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, buried his head in her neck, smelled her scent, and murmured like a child:

"I don't want you to go to work."

The newly born stubble was a bit prickly and itchy and painful. Su Mumu couldn't tell how she felt in her heart, but she just felt that life was really strange.

When they first got along, he was always tolerating her willfulness. Now in their pseudo-marriage life, it seems that she is tolerating his willfulness.

Everything formed a cycle. Su Mumu gently rubbed his uncomfortable stomach with his hand without saying a word.

Jian Jianzi seemed a little uneasy, and tightened his arms around her even more, softly calling out: "Wife"

"Yeah." Su Mumu responded lightly, "I'll get you some stomach medicine."

After saying that, she got up and went downstairs. Sister-in-law Li stood in the living room and smiled at her.

Su Mumu almost didn't need to think about it to know that Jian Yi was definitely deceived by her, that's why she came so suddenly and looked so haggard.

She really didn't know whether to express her gratitude or something else to this warm-hearted aunt...

Sighing, he asked her to make some light food for Jian Yi. He brought water and medicine upstairs, and called the company to ask for a day off.[

She thought that she and Jian Jian needed to negotiate, especially on the issue of work, and strong rules had to be established, otherwise she fully expected that the two of them would quarrel on this issue more than once.

Sitting on the sofa, Jian Yi probably realized something was wrong with her. Her expression was a little depressed. She sat there motionless. She didn't know what she was thinking, but she didn't realize that she pushed the door.

Su Mumu just leaned on the door panel and looked at him, feeling that such a simple thing looked surprisingly well-behaved.

A few seconds later, after realizing that he was indeed immersed in his own world, she walked closer to him and handed him the water and medicine in her hand:

"Don't expect me to feed you, I'm angry."
Chapter completed!