Don't move the power young baby wife

Chapter 52
Miya asked curiously, "What do parents do?"

Hearing this, Cheng Yue turned his head and raised his eyes to look at her steadily.

Miya looked a little awkward, scratched his head and said, "Well...if you don't want to say it, forget it. I didn't ask, I'm just curious."

He said before that he was just an ordinary civil servant, but is there any ordinary civil servant who can be so ostentatious as to be picked up by a special car driver.

While talking, Mi Jia went towards him, ready to take the thermos pot that she had used to hold the soup on the cabinet next to the bed and wash it off.

Just as he put away the thermos and was about to go into the bathroom, Cheng Yue said on the bed, "They are diplomats."

Hearing this, Mi Jia was taken aback, at first he didn't realize it, but after he realized it, he couldn't help staring, looked at Cheng Yue and said, "You, what are you talking about?"

Cheng Yue just looked at her and didn't speak any more.

Seeing his serious face, Miya never doubted the credibility of his words. It's just that she originally wanted to find an ordinary and simple man to marry, but she didn't expect to marry the son of a diplomat in the end. .

Looking at him, Mi Jia asked with an embarrassed smile, "So... so I married a high-ranking son, right?"

Cheng Yue nodded, looked at her and said, "I am me, they are them." To him, it doesn't make any difference whether he is a child of a high-ranking official or a child of an ordinary family. He always believes that the only thing parents can give is life. , while the others are all obtained by working hard step by step.

Mitya smiled at him knowingly, somewhat understood his thoughts, and also somewhat agreed with him.

At night, Cheng Yue still stubbornly insisted on letting Mi Jia come and lie down on the bed. Although Mi Jia didn't think much about it, one was worried that he would hit him involuntarily when he fell asleep, and the other was that he fell asleep for two days because he slept too much. Being careful and concentrating, the whole person didn't even turn over a little while lying on the bed, which caused her to turn sideways every day, and the feeling of soreness and numbness after waking up the next day made her really overwhelmed .

But in the end, when he threatened to get out of bed and pull her up, Miya still couldn't hold back his insistence, and honestly went to bed and lay on his side.

In the dark room, the only thing left was the breathing of the two of them, and the dim light outside the window shone in through the window.

When Miya was in a daze and was about to fall asleep with heavy eyelids, a low voice from the person beside her called her softly, "Miya?"

"Yes." Mitya replied, with a deep sense of sleepiness in his tone.

"What did she tell you?" Cheng Yue asked beside him in a low voice.

Hearing this, Miya was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding what he meant by such nonsense, and asked, "What do you mean?"

There was silence in the dark for a while, and Cheng Yue beside him remained silent, just when Mijia was thinking about whether to ask him directly what he meant, he suddenly remembered and said, "You are asking what mother told me at night? "

"Yeah." I could only hear Cheng Yue lightly responding beside me.

Miya thought for a while, then said with a slight smile, "I've talked a lot, what do you want to know?"

In the dark, Cheng Yue frowned slightly and said nothing.

Mijia carefully turned her body and looked at him. Although she couldn't see his face or his appearance clearly, she was always used to looking at people and talking like this. She regarded it as respect and basic courtesy.

"Mom told me a lot about your childhood." She didn't know what he was thinking, but she could see that Wu Wenlan had deep self-blame and guilt for their relationship becoming so estranged.

"Does she know about my childhood?" Cheng Yue said in a cold voice in the dark.

She could hear the dissatisfaction in his words, reached out to touch his face, and said, "It seems that Mom really didn't lie to me..." As she spoke, she squeezed his face with her little hand, of course she controlled it The ones are nice and not heavy.

Cheng Yue didn't know what she wanted to do, so he stretched out his hand to grab the little hand that was pinched on his face, and said, "What are you doing?"

Without turning on the light, the entire room was too dark to see the faces of the two of them clearly. Mi Jia could only say to the dark face, "See if what Mom said is true or not!"

As he spoke, his little hands fumbled to touch his face, and he said, "Mom said that when you were young, you acted like a little adult. You kept a straight face all day long, and you didn't smile. You weren't cute at all." These words Of course it wasn't Wu Wenlan who said it, but she said it deliberately for Cheng Yue to listen to.

Hearing this, Cheng Yue said, "Impossible, she doesn't know how to say these things." Although they didn't spend much time together, they were mother and son after all, so he still had a certain understanding of his mother.He probably knows what she can say and what she can't say.

Mitya raised his eyebrows, thinking that he didn't completely reject his mother, at least he knew what she liked to eat and what she didn't eat.

"You're so sure that mom didn't say that." Mijia deliberately provoked, pinched his face again, and said, "Your expression is so cold and cold now, probably because you laughed less when you were young." As he spoke, Miya stretched out his other hand, stretched forward together with the other hand, and groped directly towards the corner of his mouth, then with a little force, he pulled a faint smile on his face and said, "You are too Seriously, you should smile more, don't always keep a cold face, a movement will become stiff if you keep it for a long time, if you don't know it, you may think you have facial paralysis." There was an obvious smile in the voice as he spoke.

Hearing this, Cheng Yue on the side was really a little joked by her, reached out and grabbed her little hand, put it to his mouth and kissed it lightly, and asked, "Am I usually serious?"

Mi Jia nodded, not paying attention to how intimate the two of them are now, and just said, "You keep a serious face every day, and if others don't know, they think someone owes you 80."

Cheng Yue laughed softly, then stretched out his hand around her neck to rest her head on his arm, and said, "Okay, let's not talk about that, don't be so rigid, You sleep well, don't worry about hitting me." He is not stupid, he can see that she often twists her neck and pinches her shoulders these two days.

"Uh, no, no need." Mijia wanted to refuse, "It's fine with me, I'm fine." She couldn't guarantee that she fell asleep, and if she really hit her accidentally, it would be troublesome.

"Don't move." Cheng Yue pressed her shoulder, and only said, "You don't want me to turn over and hold you down."

Miya sighed softly, how could he dare to break free from him and go down, so he could only lay obediently on his arm with his pillow on his head, and muttered softly, "Overbearing!"

(End of this chapter)