Mr. Chi's thousands of pets

Chapter 161
Chi Yu stretched out his hand to hug Song Jiayu in his arms, closed his eyes, and spoke tiredly.

"Be obedient... I'm a little tired!"

He drove to Linshi early in the morning, climbed up the mountain in the dark, and finally arrived here in the morning.

I thought I could see her right away, but who knew that she happily ran to the mountain with other men to play!
One Shang Chu already gave him a headache, and he still had to pretend to have an attitude of "understanding the righteousness" every day.

Now here comes the little boy again—Shen Chen, this feeling of worrying about gains and losses, except that he knew that Cen Cen had gone to the United States back then.

This feeling has grown stronger since the two got married.

Chi Yu realized what it was like to have a person but not a heart.

He regrets all the time, what stupid things he did in high school...

Song Jiayu heard the shallow breathing behind him, so he calmed down and lay down obediently.

It didn't take long to fall asleep as if hypnotized.

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When I woke up again, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon, and there was no one around me.

Song Jiayu rolled over and got out of bed. The swelling on her right foot had subsided, and the pain was greatly relieved.

The sound of the rain outside the window was ticking, I don't know when it will rain again!
After looking around, Song Jiayu didn't find Chi Yu in the room, and he didn't know where he went?

Song Jiayu went out with her slippers on, and met Zhu Nanzhi in the lobby.

"Are you awake? Your husband is making soup for you in the kitchen!" Zhu Nan Zhi lowered her voice and said to her with a smile.

Song Jiayu blushed, "You know?"

"Well... I thought you were so young.

Maybe I haven't even talked about love, who knows that I have been married before! ", Zhu Nan Zhi sighed.

"Don't worry, no one else here knows about the relationship between the two of you, and I won't tell it!" Zhu Nanzhi made a silent gesture.

Knowing Zhu Nanzhi in the past few days, Song Jiayu knew for the first time that she could talk so much. A few days ago, she only felt that she was a quiet person.

Song Jiayu smiled slightly, the gratitude in his eyes was obvious.

After Zhu Nanzhi left, Song Jiayu sat in the lobby watching the rain outside, listening to the sound of rain in a daze.

There was a sound on the stairs, followed by the sound of the wheels of the suitcase rolling.

Song Jiayu was interrupted in a daze, turned around and looked behind her.

Shen Chen and his assistant dragged the suitcase downstairs and tidied it up.

"Su He, I'm going back to Yecheng first... The manager told me to go back as soon as possible, there are still things to deal with!" Shen Shen said anxiously.

Song Jiayu nodded, "Safe trip!"

Shen Chen opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something more.

The assistant beside him urged: "Brother, let's go!"

Shen Chen smiled helplessly, waved, turned and went out, holding an umbrella and leaving.

When Chi Yu came out of the kitchen with the boiled iron in hand, he saw the "touching" scene of the two "saying goodbye".

When Song Jiayu came back to her senses, she saw Chi Yu's face, which was extremely indifferent.

Song Jiayu muttered in a low voice: Cheapskate!
Chi Yu put the soup on the table, opened the lid, and a strong smell of chicken soup spread to his nostrils.

Only then did Song Jiayu remember that he hadn't eaten lunch, and now that he smelled chicken soup, he felt hungry immediately.

What happened before was completely forgotten by Song Jiayu, she just wants to drink soup now...

"I'm hungry..." Song Jiayu whispered.

Chi Yu handed the good chicken soup to Song Jiayu, Song Jiayu smirked and hurriedly took it.

The temperature was just right, and I drank it in one go.

Song Jiayu handed the bowl to Chi Yu again, with obvious meaning.

After drinking several bowls of soup and eating the chicken legs in the bowl, Song Jiayu was satisfied and patted his belly.

"Senior...you are really skilled!" Song Jiayu smirked contentedly.

Quarrels belong to quarrels, and you can't starve yourself when it's time to eat.

(End of this chapter)