Ling Bei couldn't help but laugh.

Nan Zishu reached out and patted his shaking shoulder with a hint of shame and anger: "Why are you laughing?!"

Ling Bei tried hard to hold back his smile and slowly helped the girl sit up.

Then he flicked her forehead lightly.

"Why do I look like an animal in your mouth?"

As Ling Bei spoke, he kissed Nan Zishu's forehead gently; then he stood up and went to get the thermos box he had just brought over.

Just listen to Nan Zishu whisper: "Huh, sometimes you are worse than a beast."

But Ling Bei, who had sharp ears, heard it.

"Hey, why am I so highly regarded by Mrs. Ling?"

Nan Zishu raised his eyebrows angrily: "Mr. Ling is so humble."

With that said, she took the lunch box from Ling Bei naturally.

When I looked down, I saw it was red date porridge.

Nan Zishu's heart suddenly became soft.

However, she still maintained the arrogance on her face, cleared her throat gently, and asked knowingly: "Did you do it?"

Ling Bei was still holding a burrito in his hand, and the smile on his face deepened: "Of course, my family's three meals a day must be prepared by me myself."

After a while, Nan Zishu's expression gradually faded.

"When I'm at home, these are the things I miss most."

She was in a daze, gently stirring the steaming red date porridge in the thermos box with a porcelain spoon, and seemed to let out a long sigh.

"Shu Shu..."

Ling Bei carefully covered Nan Zishu's hand, and his voice was inexplicably hoarse: "I'm sorry..."

"I don't want to hear you say you're sorry."

Nan Zishu shook his head firmly towards Ling Bei: "From the time we got married to now, you have told me I'm sorry countless times in just a few days. I don't want to repeat the words 'I don't blame you' again. ”

"Abei, you always talk about the fact that we are married, as if you hope that I can always remember it. Then do you always firmly believe that I will always be behind you and try to be a good wife? What should I do? Always support you, accompany you, and trust you?

"You are right. From the day we received the certificate, we were no longer two people. We have truly become the closest existence to each other in the world. We are the same person in the world."

Nan Zishu quietly held Ling Bei's hand, and the smile in the corner of her eyes was so gentle that it was almost inappropriate: "A Bei, don't we know every inch of each other's secrets, whether it's physical or psychological?"

"Then why are you apologizing to your significant other?"

Nan Zishu's smile grew stronger: "Is it possible that Mr. Ling actually doesn't recognize me as Mrs. Ling..."

"Shu Shu can't say such nonsense!"

Hearing this, Ling Bei became extremely anxious.

He wanted to argue something more, but Nan Zishu pressed his index finger to his lips again: "Since it's not the case, then Abei must remember: Shu Shu has been waiting for you to come home for the rest of his life."

"So I don't want you to owe me anything, just remember that I've been waiting for you at your nearest place.

"If you insist on using apologies to motivate yourself, please ask Mr. Ling to work hard to resolve everything as soon as possible and use the rest of his life to make up for me."

"I only accept this compensation."

Nan Zishu suddenly lowered his fingertips and slightly raised Ling Bei's chin as if tempting.

The voice was even more like a poison: "Mr. Ling...are you willing to give it?"

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