Song Song felt as if she had been splashed with a bucket of cold water, freezing her into shivers.
She thought, she thought there would be no more barriers between her and Xiao Jinghuai, at least not because of any other woman.
However, it seems she overestimated herself, she wished she could rip off his clothes and wash them a hundred tis in the washing machine—
Xiao Jinghuai sensed sothing was wrong with her, and imdiately realized, he reached out to grab her bottom, lifted slightly, then flipped up from the bed, looking down at the collar of his shirt.
This trick wasn’t new, other won had tried it on him before, but he didn’t care back then because she wasn’t by his side, just treated it as a ga.
But today he was indeed too careless, letting Qiao Yu succeed, and even let her see it.
However, he was quite happy to see her being jealous, cute and stubborn, with a kind of inexplicable charm.
She didn’t run or question him loudly, just stared absentmindedly at the mismatched color on his shirt.
Xiao Jinghuai smiled smugly, reached out and hugged her, facing her resistance, the more she struggled, the tighter he held, eventually he would win, after all, n are stronger than won.
Song Song was forcefully pressed against the man’s chest, forced to listen to his explanation, "It’s nothing, this lipstick mark doesn’t an anything, I’m only yours."
At first Song Song was really angry, but when she heard him say "I’m only yours", she softened a bit.
"Of course I know it’s nothing." Song Song sulked, "If you really had sothing, do you think you could still be safely on this bed? I’d have beaten you till you find your teeth all over the floor."
Xiao Jinghuai felt a chill in his heart, "Are you sure you can beat ?"
He knew she was quite good at martial arts now, but don’t think her husband is just an ordinary businessman who only knows how to make money.
"How about we try it soday?" Song Song suddenly got interested, even forgetting what she was upset about earlier.
Because of this, Xiao Jinghuai honestly wasn’t sure whether to be happy or worried?
Fighting her, truly he wouldn’t dare even with a hundred and twenty percent courage.
"Darling, stop talking nonsense, you can’t tornt like this." Xiao Jinghuai began to plead, "I prefer your earlier topic."
Question, scold him, all of that is fine.
"Since you know, why aren’t you honest? Whose woman left that mark?" Song Song deliberately put on a fierce look.
But she wasn’t born with such a deanor, forcing it made her look like she was clowning around, with no real intimidation at all.
Trying to be a "bad woman" with a baby face is really difficult, absolutely a technical job—
Xiao Jinghuai didn’t intend to hide it anyway, he said calmly, "It’s your sister’s."
Then feeling not entirely accurate, he added, "Your half-sister."
"..." Song Song’s expression froze a bit, speechless for quite a while.
Knowing she was feeling complicated now, Xiao Jinghuai didn’t disturb her thinking but got off the bed saying, "I’ll go see Bao Bei and be back soon."
Song Song nodded as if realizing sothing, but didn’t say anything, just curled her knees and hugged herself tighter.
Xiao Jinghuai knew she still had so knots in her heart that hadn’t been untied—
She was soone who particularly valued family relationships.
...
He arrived at the door of Bao Bei’s room, just about to knock when the door opened, Bao Bei stood there looking serious in pajamas, saying, "Co in!"
Xiao Jinghuai was taken aback, "You knew I was coming?"
"Yeah." Bao Bei jumped onto the bed, "My toothbrush is missing, did mom take it?"
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