In the middle of the night, Song Jinyao had just closed his eyes, but a crack in the door suddenly opened. A beam of light shot in from outside. A slender black figure led the way into the door. After a closer look, he was holding a pillow in his hand, and then tiptoed to close the door.

There was a dim desk lamp on the head of Song Jinyao's bed. At first, what caught my eye was the round quilt on the bed.

"Yaoyao?"

He called softly, trying to see if she was really asleep.

He couldn't help but smile when he didn't see her responding to him, and his heart began to feel proud.

He moved very quickly, walked to the bed with a step, gently pulled her head-wrapped quilt, placed the pillow next to her, and waited for him to sleep, and just put her head on his arm, but she suddenly opened her eyes.

In an instant, Huo Shaoting looked a little guilty and smiled at her.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Yaoyao, why did you wake up?"

Song Jinyao looked at him in confusion, looking at his energetic appearance, and...

"Why are you here?"

When did she say that he would allow him to come back to sleep?

As soon as I saw him, those photos began to surround her brain again, and her already calm heart swelled up again, and she was indignant.

"Okay, don't be angry. Is there anything I have to say about it tomorrow? Go to bed, be good."

Huo Shaoting rubbed her show.

Song Jinyao didn't pay at all, and slapped him open his hands and sat up on the bed with both hands. His words were extremely bad.

"You are so busy working every day, I dare not crush your arms. If you delay your work, what else can you do with your hands..." Holding another woman's hands.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

She was so angry that she was confused and almost said it out of her mouth.

Song Jinyao curled her lips and refused to continue talking to him.

"I'm tired, I want to rest, you go out."

She expelled the guest with a cold face.

Huo Shaoting didn't want to leave, but it was already midnight. If she didn't leave, her stubborn temper would probably be really going to have a quarrel with her tonight.

He reluctantly closed the door and left with the pillow.

In just one day, even he himself didn't understand what he had done wrong, making Song Jinyao so angry. After guessing for a long time, he couldn't figure it out, so he had to wait until the next day when she was angry before coaxing her.

The so-called suffering is to save face.

Song Jinyao has tasted this now. Since Huo Shaoting left, she tossed and turned, unable to rest all night, and all she thought about was him.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

The deep love and the deepest responsibility are what she is talking about.

Early the next morning, Huo Shaoting knocked on the door of her room with breakfast, walked over with a flattering look on his face, and comforted her again.

"Okay, the night has passed, can you stop being angry?"

Song Jinyao turned around and refused to look at him, obviously still angry.

Huo Shaoting was not annoyed, and continued to say with her little hand.

"Okay, it's all my fault. I've been busy with work and haven't been with you well. In this way, today I'll take you with Jinxi, how about our family going out for a good day?"

"I feel uncomfortable and don't want to go out."

"Discomfortable?"

When Huo Shaoting heard this, he became nervous immediately. He hurriedly put down the breakfast in his hand, took her hand and looked at her forehead. He murmured, "It's not burning."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Where is it uncomfortable? I'll call the doctor."

When Huo Shaoting heard her feel uncomfortable, he was completely confused and was worried.

Song Jinyao suddenly felt powerless and pretended to be full of words, but couldn't say a word, especially after seeing Huo Shaoting's busy look, she felt so sore and uncomfortable.

"Dirty, just take a break."

She turned over and covered herself with a quilt.

When Huo Shaoting was by his side, she could clearly feel that he cared about him, but he never explained those photos to himself.

Even if those photos were taken in the wrong place, as he thought, An Zixuan did it on purpose, but why did he meet Fang Zhirou privately without saying anything to him in advance?&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Moreover, he is always so busy these days.

Under these series of problems, even she herself felt that the trust between the two was about to collapse.

"well……"

Huo Shaoting could only silently take off the quilt on her head and sit by her bed. Without saying a word, Song Jinyao turned her back to him, unable to see the expression on his face.

It was not until afternoon that Song Jinyao got up from the bed in a daze. She looked closely and saw that he was still sitting by the bed.

"Why didn't you go to work?"

She frowned and looked at him.

"I've been too busy these days. I've ignored you and my son. I've stayed at home and stayed with you for a while."

He said with a smile.

As long as she can be happy, isn’t it just a few days to waste? Besides, everything will turn back and cannot be anxious.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"oh."

Song Jinyao still seemed indifferent and got up from the bed to wash herself.

Originally, Huo Shaoting thought that Song Jinyao's little temperament would disappear in a day or two, but who thought that this situation would last for a week. During this week, he was always guarding her, accompanying her, and comforting her.

But……

"Jinyao, the weather is good today, why don't we go out for a walk?"

"It's hot today, I don't want to go out, you can take Jinxi out."

"Didn't you always want to eat pickled fish a while ago? Today I'll take you out for a meal."

"I don't want to eat pickled fish, I want to eat sweet and sour fish today."

...

No matter what Huo Shaoting said, she would directly refuse.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Huo Shaoting stood aside with a depressed look on his face and looked at her and didn't know what to do.

After several days, Huo Shaoting still did not go to work, nor did he contact Fang Zhirou. He devoted all his thoughts to Song Jinyao.

"Mommy, otherwise you will forgive your dad. Look at how hard he has been making you laugh these days. Mommy, you will forgive your dad?"

As a son, Jinxi finally couldn't stand it anymore and shook Song Jinyao's arm and acted coquettishly with her.

"Um?"

Song Jinyao was a little surprised, but she didn't expect that this brat would come to be a lobbyist.

"What? Now your little elbow is starting to think about crutching out?"

“Where is it.”

Jinxi's soft and glutinous voice sounded very comfortable, which really made Song Jinyao's angry.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

He sat next to her and held her arm and continued to act coquettishly.

"Mommy, why did Dad bully you? Tell me, I'll help you with revenge!"

The little guy said righteously and looked so cute.

"Go and go, play with yourself."

Song Jinyao touched his head.

He still can't hide his little thoughts.

"oh."

Jinxi was obviously a little disappointed. She got off Song Jinyao's legs, sat on the sand aside and took an orange in her hand, lowered her head and fiddled with her.

The little guy failed to ask, of course the old man came on the stage. So, Huo Shaoting came over with a plate of snacks.

"Yaoyao, let's have some snacks first?"

&1t;i>&1t;/i>

His gentle voice was filled with caution.

He should pay attention to coaxing this little ancestor now.

For the first time, Song Jinyao actually raised her hand and took a piece of dessert, put it in her mouth and took a bite, "It tasted pretty good." She praised.

Huo Shaoting quickly put down the snacks in his hand and sat next to her, raised his hand and put it on her shoulder, and said in a demanding credit: "I saw this out of the oven and put it on my own plate. Isn't it delicious?"

"Um."

Song Jinyao nodded.

“The taste is OK.”
To be continued...