Cultivating a Doting Wife: Domineering Male God Forces Marriage Step by Step

Chapter 1089 Promised to return, no longer sad (5)

With a simple agreement and hearing Xiang Yan's answer, Si Yan felt a little better.

She knew what Si Ling and Sheng Zhiyuan would say, but after all, it was impossible for other people's ideas to replace her, and no one could influence her decision.

Xiang Yan hugged her and stood in front of the sink, even if he didn't look at the trembling and sobbing figure in his arms in the mirror, he could feel Si Yan's sadness at the moment.

He sighed in his heart, Si Yan with this appearance really wanted to be held in the palm of his hand and loved in every possible way.

"Hey, take a bath first, okay?" He carried Si Yan off the sink, and originally wanted to put him on the ground, but Si Yan hooked his neck and refused to let go.

"You like me to hold you so much?" Xiang Yan looked at her with a smile in his eyes but distressed, "It's fine if you don't talk, then I'll take you to take a bath... You provoked it yourself!"

Just now Si Yan cried for so long, her voice was a little hoarse, and she was still very depressed at the moment, just blindly put her face on his shoulder and rubbed it from time to time.

Xiang Yan put some strength on the hand holding her buttocks, walked to the bathtub, and said with concern: "Hold tight, I'll put the water on first!"

Looking at Si Yan's cream-covered hair, he frowned slightly: "Do you want me to wash your hair?"

"Hmm... I'm tired of crying, and I don't want to do anything!" Si Yan's voice was still hoarse, but with a little more coquettish charm.

"Heh... little scoundrel!" Xiang Yan laughed in a low voice, he was tired from crying, and he should be tired, and crying in grievance, even his heart would be cut into pieces.

Si Yan's tactics mostly hurt himself and hurt him even more.

"Sit down, I'll wash your hair first!" Putting Si Yan on the small leather chair by the bathtub, Xiang Yan got up to get the shampoo and things, Si Yan's nose was still twitching when he turned back of.

Xiang Yan pinched her face a few times distressed: "Don't cry like this next time, it's fine if I'm by your side, if I'm not here, you're so wronged, you look like a poor little... aren't you digging my heart? "

Only then did Si Yan raise his head and take a look: "It's just digging your heart, who told you not to believe me!"

"Okay, as long as you like, you can dig as many times as you want, but you are not allowed to treat yourself like this. Your eyes are so red, it will hurt again when you wake up from sleep!" Xiang Yan gently and carefully parted her hair, slowly removing the mixed things inside. Wash off slowly.

Si Yan's voice was muffled: "I won't cry in front of anyone other than you, you're thinking too much!"

Except for Xiangyan, she will naturally not expose her fragility and fear to others.

Xiang Yan's movements froze, and his heart was depressed like a big stone. How could he forget that Si Yan said that he would not cry in front of outsiders.

But his wife... always did wrong things and was not good enough to her, that's why she made her cry in front of him.

"It won't happen in the future!" Xiang Yan leaned over and kissed Si Yan's forehead, then restrained his distressed emotions and continued with his actions.

He has said this sentence too many times, but every time it will be broken for some strange reasons.

But he will try his best to do better, so that Si Yan will not have any grievances.

The two of them were chatting one after another, basically talking to each other, comforting the wronged girl in front of him who seemed to be abandoned by the whole world.

Si Yan's voice was uncomfortable, and she didn't want to say anything, but just responded with a sentence or two when Xiang Yan was looking forward to it, but they were all intermittent modal particles.

After washing his hair, Xiang Yan breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Si Yan's waist-length hair, he frowned deeply, determined not to let Si Yan play with cakes like that again in the future.

(End of this chapter)