Cute Wife:The President Husband Is So Domineering

Rubbing the soft black top of his head, Lu Zhanshen walks to the bedside and bends down to put the person in the quilt.

But the small hands around his neck, not only did not let go, but tightened him even more.

She looked at him: "husband, late hungry, give me carrot scrambled eggs?"

Gently soft voice, dyed with a trace of charming, but stabbed his heart a little pain.

Such her, his beloved little wife, may be the only irresistible temptation and the only weakness in the world.

Touch her small face, he mouth light pursed: "good."

Putting on her coat and socks, he took his baby to the kitchen downstairs.

Like last time, she had to climb on his back, and he had to carry her on his back and make food for her.

He was helpless and sighed a little in his heart, but he immediately carried her behind, always conniving at her like that.

When the food was finished, she sat on his lap again, holding her head high and looking cute: "you feed me."

Without saying a word, he picked up the chopsticks and fed them into her mouth one by one.

"Are you full?"

"Well, I'm full."

After eating, he took her and went back to the room.

Then, according to her request, he sat on the side, touched her forehead and coaxed her to sleep.

Seeing that she closed her eyes gently, he got up slowly, but the little hand suddenly held him——

The moment he looked back, she seemed to see a strange feeling, which she had never seen before.

"Don't go. I haven't fallen asleep yet. Why did you sneak away again?"

She took his warm hand and put it on her forehead again. Then she closed her eyes and a faint smile appeared on her face: "you touch me."

"Late..."

"Lu Zhanshen!" She suddenly interrupted him, but did not say a word, just silent, fingers secretly clenched thin quilt.

Don't say anything.

She didn't want to hear anything, she didn't want to know anything.

She only wants to believe... What she wants to believe.

Liang was silent for a long time, she said low: "I want to sleep, you don't go, accompany me to sleep, I fell asleep, you don't go..."

But all night long, we were all awake, with the same thoughts.

……

Early in the morning, a ray of sunshine penetrated into the bedroom, reached out to touch the empty bedside, light sense of loss surged in Joe's heart.

He seemed to leave at dawn. She probably felt it.

But, until dawn, she gradually had a little sleepiness, so at that time, she did not open her eyes, also... Afraid to open them.

Turning his head, he found a note beside the pillow.

Above, just simply explained a few words, he went to the company, will come back as soon as possible.

With that little note, she lay on the bed, staring at it for a long time, and the smile at the corner of her mouth gradually deepened.

His handwriting is neat and beautiful, just like his people. Anyway, it's good-looking no matter how you look at it.

Just suddenly, like thinking of something, the smile at the corner of her mouth slowly converged, and a thin layer of water mist floated out of her eyes.

After washing, Joe came downstairs late.

Aunt Liu looked at those slightly swollen eyes and worried: "did your wife not sleep well last night? What's the matter with these eyes? "

Joe took Aunt Liu's hand and sat down in the living room. He lowered his eyes and said in a light voice, "aunt, I have a lot to say in my heart, but I don't know who to talk to."

"Ma'am..."

Joe raised his face late and said with a warm smile, "will aunt keep a secret for me?"

"Yes, of course. Just tell me what your wife wants to say." Aunt Liu nodded slightly with a dignified look.

"Forget it, let's not say it, let's not say it." She rolled up her lips and laughed again. Then she went to the restaurant. Her voice was not so low. "Auntie, I'm hungry. What's good for breakfast today?"

Aunt Liu's expression was stunned, and she said, "Oh, today I made yam cake and millet porridge. Madam, you sit and wait. I'll take them out."

……

After breakfast, Joe went out late. Instead of letting the driver pick him up, he called a taxi to go out.

It took the car more than an hour to get to the cemetery.

She hasn't been to this place once.

Just in memory, I still remember my father said that my mother was buried in a place called "Chang'an cemetery".

When I was a child, no matter how she begged, my father would not allow her to come. My father always said the same thing, saying that children should never go to places they shouldn't go to.

Later she grew up, but she didn't want to come. She resisted in her heart, and even avoided it.

She felt that it was extremely cruel to come here and see her mother's graveyard with her own eyes.

It was as if she had to go through those sorrows again. When she was ten years old, she was sitting alone in the mourning hall. It was so cold that she didn't want to repeat it. It would kill her.

In the final analysis, she can't let go

The cemetery is not big, but it is densely packed with many tombstones.

She walked over one by one, looking at different pictures, reciting names in her heart.

However, there is no mother

No, no, still no!

Finally, she couldn't walk any more. She squatted on the ground slowly, holding her knees in both hands, and tears fell from the corner of her eyes silently

"Mom... I miss Mom... I don't know... Is that right? Mom... "

If she has a mother, if her mother is by her side, her mother will touch her head, her mother will comfort her... She will not be so painful and confused as now, as if she fell into the sea, as if she could not catch a driftwood.

Many things, she does not know, but also know, she does not understand, but also understand.

Joe's gone, or he's going to be gone.

She didn't forget that Fang Yurou's mother and daughter appeared in Lu Zhanshen's office at the beginning, and Fang Yurou personally signed the equity transfer letter. She didn't forget... The name of the transferee was Lu Zhanshen, not Qiao wanwan.

It was she who handed her father's hard work to Lu Zhanshen.

As early as that time, Joe, already belongs to him

Then, she is always deceiving herself. She tells herself that he will help her take charge of Joe's family, and he will protect her father's hard work for her. She has always forced this idea into her mind.

She cried into tears, whimpering and falling.

Holding her knees tightly, she murmured to herself: "but mom... Wanwan really likes him... Wanwan can't live without him..."

"Wanwan loves him very much."

So, all this, let it continue to be a secret in my heart, OK?