Chapter 2: Woman, what's it to you?
"Hmph, exercise that's good for physical and mental development? In my opinion, you're just exhausting yourself in bed with Lu Juan (the kindergarten teacher) every day, and then you can't stop exercising. Please don't force yourself if you can't handle it, look at my brother, he doesn't exercise like you do, but my sister-in-law still wakes up with a sore back and bones every day."
Before her words had fallen, Xiao Qiao pulled up Xiao Yu's small hand and without any hesitation, took a step forward, leaving the man far behind.
Xiao Qian had no idea that Yang Heng was furious, his veins bulging out, his eyes fixed on her small back. This woman knew he came home from work on time every day and never stayed out overnight, yet she dared to say such things about him. If it weren't for what happened at sea, with Yang Heng's personality, he would have taken her back to the room and loved her fiercely by now, showing her who was more formidable, her brother or him.
"By the way, when there's thunder and lightning, strong winds and heavy rain, it's best to swim in the indoor pool." Suddenly, Xiao Qiao stopped in her tracks and turned around to kindly remind.
This sudden concern warmed Yang Heng's icy heart, and the suffocating air in his chest also dissipated with these words.
"What's it to you?"
"Please, I've already said that I only care about the man I love, and you'll never be able to be taken care of by me, so stop worrying. This swimming pool is just where my brother and sister-in-law got engaged, if you want to die then go ahead and die somewhere else, don't make a mess here."
"Don't worry, I will die in the arms of my woman, and absolutely won't die here."
"Couldn't be better."
Yang Heng's dissipating gloom was again condensed by her words, and he wandered back and forth at the edge of the swimming pool.
He's so angry, that suppressed anger slowly rising to his head, he really wants to walk over and hug this damn woman tightly, kiss her hard, and tell her, my woman is you.
Reason triumphed over fantasy, he knew he couldn't scare her off again, so he could only silently guard her by her side. Before she fell in love with him, he didn't dare to make any rash moves.
Turn around and dive again.
Can't control the stormy weather, thunder and lightning, at this moment he only knows that only this pool of water can calm his restless mood, calm down his mood to have the courage to let him live on.
From that day on, every morning there was only one 'big fish' swimming in the pool, while on a certain windowsill on the second floor, there was an additional little boy singing loudly, accompanying the woman as she wrote.
At first, Xiao Qiao wanted Xiao Yu to learn how to write, but Xiao Yu had no interest in writing. One day, she accidentally heard that he had inherited his sister Youyan's good voice and was overjoyed. She decided to cultivate this good voice, and maybe the Wen family would produce a singer.
Between writing and singing, Xiao Yu chose to sing without hesitation. (Sigh... actually I don't like singing either, but had no choice under my sister's pressure.)
"Some say that one only knows the strength of wine after getting drunk, and one only knows the weight of love after having loved. I think that not having gotten drunk is already being sober, and not having deeply loved is already being without feelings."
The woman rubbed her framed glasses, but her eyes fell on the 'big fish' in the swimming pool.
Bare-chested, although having seen it countless times, the woman's face is still flushed with embarrassment.
Scorching hot, so hot, so hot, staring blankly.
"Is it still possible?" he muttered to himself.
For some reason I just like you
Deeply in love with you
No reason no cause
For some reason I just like you
Deeply in love with you
From the day I met you
Did you know I was waiting for you?
If you really care about me
How can I let the endless night accompany me through
Did you know I was waiting for you?
If you really care about me
How can I let go of your hand in the wind...
A sweet song floated into the woman's ears, the singer's voice was just right, and the emotions were tinged with melancholy. If it weren't for the childish tone of the voice, many people would not have believed that the one singing this love song was actually a seven-year-old little boy.
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