Sheng Chong Second Marriage

Chapter 79 I told my mother about us

"I'll go to the study to sort out some materials first, and I'll make brown sugar boiled eggs for you at nine o'clock." Song Yichen dropped these words and got up.

"I'm not hungry anymore, why eat so much at night." Lan Song didn't care what Song Yichen was going to do, he frowned and said.

"Aren't you suffering from dysmenorrhea? My mother said that eating boiled eggs with brown sugar is helpful." Song Yichen explained casually, and then urged, "Hurry up, it's getting cold."

"Your mother said? Why did your mother tell you this?" Lan Song vaguely felt that the matter was a bit big.

Song Yichen felt that there was no need to specifically mention some things, so he kept silent, but he felt that now was the time to talk, so he turned back and sat by the bed, "I'll ask my mother."

"How did you ask?"

"I asked her what to do if a woman suffers from dysmenorrhea."

Looking at Song Yichen's serious eyes, Lan Song's heart seemed to be beating a small drum, "Isn't your mother surprised that you asked this?"

Lan Song's eyes constantly inspected Song Yichen's eyes, as if trying to find out the answer, but her face was a little pale, but also a little dignified and nervous.

Song Yichen pulled down the black tie, undid the cuff buttons on both sides, and then said slowly, "I told my mother about our affairs."

"Oh..." Lan Song lowered her head and replied softly, but it was just a sentence. She didn't know where the panic and anxiety in her heart came from. She told herself that she was not a shady person.

"As for my mother, except for some accidents, she is quite happy. She still wants to see you, so I sent her your photo."

Lan Song suddenly raised his head, his eyes widened, when did this man do so many tricks behind her back, why didn't she know?
As if he knew that his way of cutting first and playing later would anger Lan Song, Song Yichen quickly added, "My mother is very satisfied after reading it."

That serious look didn't look like he was joking at all. Lan Song couldn't laugh or cry. After thinking for a long time, he asked, "Have you told your mother about my situation? Everything."

Song Yichen knew what she was referring to, and also knew what she was worried about, but he suddenly thought of teasing her, "What do you think?"

Lan Song didn't care about his small thoughts, and sighed, "It's because I didn't think properly. I should ask you to explain it clearly to your family before dating. After all, my situation is... special."

Lan Song couldn't think of a more appropriate word to describe herself. She knew that Song Yichen didn't care about her second marriage, but that didn't mean his mother and his family would accept it. If she couldn't accept it, even if Song Yichen insisted on being with her, she would There will also be some uneasiness.Having been married once, she knows that marriage is not only about love, it also includes firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea, which involves all aspects of life.If his family objects, then their love will not go so smoothly.

Hearing that Lan Song said that her situation was special, Song Yichen couldn't help but feel his heart tighten, and then put away his teasing heart, and said in a gentle voice, "You don't have to worry about these things, you are fine, you haven't done anything wrong, don't worry about others How do I see you. Being with you is the result of my deliberation, I am not impulsive, and after knowing everything about you, I will stop thinking about these issues in the future, understand?"

If Lu Feng said that she was fine, it was comforting, then Song Yichen said that she was fine, which gave her confidence and courage.

Lan Song lowered his head and took another mouthful of red bean paste, "Then did your mother agree or not?"

"Is this very important?" Song Yichen smiled clearly with his long eyes.

"I'm afraid you'll be a sandwich biscuit in the future." Lan Song gave him an annoyed sideways glance.

Lan Song's stare made Song Yichen giggle instead, "Hehe... In my family's situation, it would be nice to get a wife. My mother doesn't dare to pick and choose. Okay, eat quickly, I have to go I'm busy." After speaking, Song Yichen patted Lan Song's head, got up and went to the study.

Lan Song doubted Song Yichen's words, but she knew that these were definitely Song Yichen's words to make her happy.Since he wanted her to let go of the grudge in her heart, she should also face it bravely, and shouldn't be so self-pitying.And what she wants is definitely not Song Yichen's sympathetic love.

At night, at Song Yichen's insistence, Lan Song was forced to eat two boiled eggs with brown sugar that he made.In fact, the taste is not bad, not as bad as imagined.Song Yichen swears that he will improve next time, and promises to be delicious.

When sleeping, Lan Song took out a smoky gray duvet from the cabinet.

"You can cover this quilt tonight."

At that time, Song Yichen was taking off his nightgown, wearing a short-sleeved white T-shirt and a pair of black shorts, and was about to lie down under the covers, "Why?"

Since sharing the same bed, the two have always been the duvet on Gailan Song's body.

"I'm here as an aunt, and I smell bad, you should cover this one yourself." Lan Song was a little awkward when explaining, her cheeks were slightly red to show her embarrassment.

Having been in close contact with Song Yichen, he found that Song Yichen always had a faint scent of ink on his body. Lan Song thought it must be caused by her own psychology, but she could still smell the nice scent of ink.Maybe it's the reason why Song Yichen has been painting ink paintings for a long time, maybe it's his own taste.

Because of dysmenorrhea, Lan Song lay in bed all day without taking a bath. There was a strange smell on his body, and Lan Song could feel it himself.

Song Yichen sighed as if relieved, and then moved the smoky gray duvet to the sofa at the end of the bed, then lifted Lan Song's quilt, and quickly got in.

"Why, I told you something delicious."

When Lan Song remembered, he was hugged by Song Yichen, sniffed a few times, and scolded, "Where is the smell? What are you doing at night? Go to bed quickly, I am very tired."

Song Yichen's serious reprimand made Lan Song, who knew him well, feel warm.This person is too awkward, and he can't even say a few nice words, but he expresses it in such an annoying way.But it's this person who can't express himself in good words, and what he does is always tempting.

I don't know how his mother felt when he knew that he was troubled by a girl's dysmenorrhea. She must think that his son is worthless, or that his son "married a wife and forgot his mother".Stupid people, before meeting each other, create conflicts for possible future mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationships.

"Okay, got it, let me go, I'm going to brush my teeth and wash my face."

In the end, Lan Song compromised and did not insist on covering each person with a quilt, but endured the discomfort and took a quick shower.

When going to bed, Lan Song was covering his stomach, Song Yichen saw him, put down the book in his hand, "Stomach still not feeling well?"

"Fortunately, there is still a little swelling pain."

After Song Yichen turned off the light, he lay down on his side, put his right hand on Lan Song's lower abdomen, and rubbed it gently. "I'm having menstruation, why does it hurt like this?"

"I don't know either. I'll be fine tomorrow, there's no need for a massage, go to sleep." Lan Song grabbed Song Yichen's hand to stop him from rubbing it.

"You can sleep like this, and I will stop naturally when I fall asleep." After speaking, Song Yichen continued to rub.

Knowing that she couldn't hold back Song Yichen, perhaps her nerves were weakened by dysmenorrhea, Lan Song decided to be willful for a while and closed her eyes.

Outside the window is the cold winter close to 0 degrees, and the room is as warm as spring.Listening to the cold wind howling outside, Lan Song fell into a deep sleep under the blanket with Song Yichen, under Song Yichen's slender fingers, who massaged him neither light nor heavy.

The sleeping Lan Song didn't know, Song Yichen looked at Lan Song's peaceful sleeping face affectionately through the faint light outside the window, and after a long time slowly lowered his head, leaving a kiss on her tightly pressed lips.

Song Yichen's eyes were particularly bright in the dark, just now Lan Song kept asking about his fucking attitude, Song Yichen talked about it left and right.He remembered telling his mother that he fell in love with a woman that day, and after explaining everything about Lan Song, his mother was just silent.He knew what that silence meant, disapproval and opposition.

The first thing his mother asked him after she was silent was, "What about Meizi?"

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