The rhythm of the heartbeat suddenly became messy, and Wei Xiang and his hand holding in the palm of his hand trembled slightly, and burning heat spread from the skin between the two of them.

Song Chi looked into her eyes, without dodging at all.

"I miss you very much when I am on a business trip, and I miss you when I am at work. You always make me angry when I am with you, but I will get even more angry when I can't see you. I don't like you being with other men, I don't like you laughing gently at them, talking softly, and I don't like you mention them. You are my own, so shouldn't these be my exclusive benefits?"

"...My mother always says that I was ridiculous before, but before you, I had never had a serious relationship with other women, and I didn't even have a nominal girlfriend... I didn't mean it was ridiculous. I didn't know that I would have you when I was thirty, otherwise I would have to keep myself clean and wait for you."

Song Chi paused and continued, "I used to like to live freely and unrestrainedly and freely, but after living with you, my focus was on my family. Even if I worked hard to make money, I just wanted to support my family, and I no longer wanted to fly out. It seemed that my family had been trapped by my plump wings, bound, and stayed away from my usual life, but I didn't feel sorry at all, and I was even complacent about this subtle change."

"Wei Xianghe." He called Wei Xianghe's name softly, lowered his eyes, slowly stretched out his big hand to hold her, his voice a little low and magnetic, slowly, "Do I like you hopelessly?"

Wei Xianghe also lowered her eyes. Song Chi's palms were very big, the palms were warm, and when her fingers were curled up, she could wrap her hands tightly.

If she felt that Song Chi was about to confess to her at first, her heart was a little beat faster and she was at a loss, then after she really heard Song Chi's serious confession, her mood calmed down for no reason. Her heart was soft and she dripped in water, and joy fell down, flowing through her limbs like an electric current, and finally formed a soft smile on her lips.

"Did you have been jealous of your hostility toward Dr. Cheng?" Jingliang's black eyes looked at Song Chi with a smile, and Wei Xiang asked softly.

"How can I call him targeting him? It was clearly because he was ill-treated at the beginning that I expressed my opinions about him intentionally or unintentionally. I just corrected my attitude as your only legal husband toward men who covet their wife." Song Chi jumped and cried out, thinking about it, and became even more angry, "I didn't say that I should not always ask other men in front of me, why can't you remember?"

He muttered with a dark face again, "The atmosphere was very good, but it was all destroyed by you."

Wei Xianghe looked at him with soft light, and the curve of the corners of his mouth slowly raised higher. In fact, when he mentioned Cheng Jiyuan, he really wanted to confirm whether Song Chi realized that he was jealous and had some intentions. According to what he said, he had been interested in her for a long time, but she had not noticed or felt that he was awkwardly jealous. She wanted to feel his concern for her.

Wei Xianghe lowered his eyes again, and held Song Chi's palm back with his fingertips and gently squeezed it.

Her voice was soft and soft, and she raised her lips and smiled at him, "I remember, don't be angry."

Song Chi, who was straightened out by Mao: "..."

The night market in the capital is as bright as daylight, and you can clearly see that Song Chi's ear tips are slightly pink.

He noticed that his ears were a little hot, so he pretended to be serious and coughed, "Since I confessed, is it your turn to reciprocate?"

It was really aggrieved when they mentioned Song Chi. They all knew that Wei Xiang and his love for him could be traced back to middle school, but in the end they were the ones he confessed first!

He had never heard her tell him in person that she loved him!

Wei Xianghe didn't say anything, but just held his hand and shook it again.

"..." Is this just planning to hold hands? Song Chi's face was not so good-looking, and he frowned and shouted to accuse him, "I promised from the beginning, are you planning to go back on your word? Wei Xianghe, you have fallen, you have learned to be a scoundrel."

"I didn't want to cheat, I didn't want to go back on my word." Wei Xianghe looked at him seriously, "I just..."

A clear English song suddenly started singing, Wei Xiang and a meal, took back their bag and took their cell phone.

Song Chi: "..." His warm and slender hands were actually compared with the mobile phone. Wei Xianghe had been secretly in love with him since middle school, wasn't it a lie to him?

"Who?" He leaned over to look at the caller ID with a tiger face.

Wei Xiang and curled lips: "My mother."

"..." Song Chi finally silenced.

Before he knew it, the snow had stopped slowly. Wei's mother called me just a few gossips. She knew that Song Chi and Wei Xiang were with her, so as not to delay the young people's life in the world. She hung up the phone in a few minutes.

Wei Xianghe took the phone out of his ear and looked at the time.

It was already past eight o'clock in the evening. She frowned slightly. They had already had dinner at this time in the past. She occasionally had irregular diets when she had surgery at work, but she knew that Song Chi's stomach was not very good.

"Can we go home directly? It's time to have a meal." She put her phone back in her bag, "I don't really want to leave in front."

I didn't say anything when I sent it back, frowned and looked unhappy.

Wei Xianghe sighed helplessly, chuckled, then reached out and gently pulled his sleeve, "It's time for us to go back to have a meal."

Song Chi stared at the white and tender little hand holding the sleeve of his wrist, humming, holding it with his backhand, and reluctantly followed Wei Xiang and his side slowly.

"Wei Xiang has no credit to you." His brows frowned into a deep knot, and he muttered dissatisfiedly, "Don't you understand the exchange of etiquette?"

“…”

"Just forget it if you don't keep your word. I confessed so seriously that you didn't respond."

Murmuring, Song Chi suddenly grabbed her hand hard, and Wei Xiang and the foot that had just stepped out fell back to their original position. Wei Xiang and his body were fixed and raised their eyes.

Song Chi's expression was very serious and he had a stern face, "Do you don't like me anymore?"

He can guarantee that if Wei Xianghe dares to say yes, he will...

"No one doesn't like you." Wei Xianghe finally spoke, his voice very gentle and soft.

"and you……"

"Song Chi, I'm just a little surprised." Wei Xianghe's eyes were full of soft light, and she looked up at Song Chi. She said with a serious expression without any rush, "I have never imagined this situation, nor did I imagine that one day you would tell me..."

"I thought I would be content to be with you, but just now, I found that I was greedy for those related to you."

What's the use of saying this? It's not that he wants to hear.

Without capturing the words you like to hear, Song Chi still stretched his face and hummed, "So what?"

"So, actually, Song Chi, I love you." Wei Xiang and the smile on the corners of their lips became thicker and softer, and their eyes fell from Song Chi's eyes to his thin lips. She raised her hand and gently grabbed the scarf she had wrapped with him with her hands, and kissed it on tiptoe.
Chapter completed!