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Chapter 1370: 1370 I need you (2)

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He looked at her deeply, lifted her chin with his long fingers, and kissed her deeply, unable to help himself.

Her heart trembled slightly. The next moment, she wrapped her arms around his neck. Tang Yu hummed, becoming more and more excited, running his five fingers through her soft long hair, deepening the kiss and kissing harder.

Outside the window, snowflakes are flying, creating a world of ice and snow.

In the hall, the fireplace was crackling, yellow flames leaping out, and the temperature in the house gradually rose, becoming warmer and warmer.

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During the school interview, when it was his turn, Song Zhixing carefully took his computer to his room and had a simple interview with the other party online.

The interview went smoothly, but the admission result would not be announced on the spot. It would probably take two days for the result to come out, so Song Zhixing had to wait patiently.

Song Zhixing closed his computer and went downstairs, as if nothing had happened.

Since that day, the ice between her and Tang Yu seemed to have faded away. Without talking about their parents, everything could be peaceful and smooth as if nothing had ever happened. After Tang Yu recovered from his cold, he would still be like before, not letting go of any opportunity to ask for her. Moreover, every time, he would definitely not take any measures.

The only difference is that they will no longer sleep separately. If she wants to leave, Tang Yu will lock her up tightly and not allow her to leave the room.

Song Zhixing wanted to talk to him about the child again. As Sister Li said, if she could make him happy, maybe she could persuade him. However, every time she wanted to speak, Tang Yu would hug her and talk to her about the future. When he mentioned the child, his face was always full of happiness. That glow made Song Zhixing dare not say a word, and she swallowed back what she wanted to say.

This day, breakfast.

Tang Yu cooked the meal himself. He cooked noodles, Song Zhixing helped by beating eggs, and the little snow rabbit occasionally came in to join in the fun. The whole villa was bustling and lively, just like life.

Song Zhixing looked at Tang Yu, who was cooking with his shirt sleeves rolled up high, and felt his heart beating. How wonderful it would be if there were no other people's troubles in this world, and it was just the two of them.

However, there is no if in this world...

"What are you looking at?" Tang Yu seemed to notice her gaze. He turned his head, looked at her, then lowered his eyes to look at the bowl in her hand. He naturally took the bowl and said, "Let me do it."

He stirred the eggs with deft movements.

Song Zhixing picked up chopsticks and poked at the noodle pot, "We will go back tomorrow..."

Her voice dropped a little.

Once I go back, some things I don't want to face will eventually come to me. Su Fengjin, everyone in the Tang family, and my grandfather...

She couldn't really ignore their selfishness, their concealment, and their own calculations.

Tang Yu knew what she was thinking, his eyes deepened slightly, and the next moment, he just asked: "Today is the last day, do you want to go skiing? Haven't you always wanted to ski?"

She took a deep breath and relaxed herself. "I really want to ski, but didn't you say skiing is unsafe and won't let me go?"

"You can give it a try this time." Tang Yu said, and then he seemed to suddenly remember something, frowned, and looked down at her flat belly, "Could it be that you already have a baby in your belly? If so, you can't play this dangerous project."

"No." Song Zhixing said subconsciously: "It's impossible to have a baby."

"How is it impossible?" Tang Yu narrowed his eyes.

Song Zhixing was panicked by that look and clenched her chopsticks. After a while, she pretended to be relaxed and said, "Didn't we check it last time? Besides... pregnancy is not that simple. It can't just happen."

"It's useless to just talk about pregnancy, you have to do it." Tang Yu smiled wickedly and looked down at her, "We have worked very hard these past few days. Besides, you just had your period a few days ago, so the time is just right now."

Song Zhixing pursed her lips and said nothing more.

Tang Yu looked at her again. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that she seemed to be worried.

Between the eyebrows, slightly tightened.

"Xingxing, you are not hiding anything from me, right?" he asked tentatively.

Song Zhixing's heart skipped a beat.

Finally, he shook his head, "Of course not. I'm with you every day, what can I hide from you?"

Tang Yu stared at her intently, and she seemed quite relaxed, fiddling with the noodles. Finally, he turned his eyes away, turned on the fire on the other side, and put the beaten eggs into the oil pan.

"I want soft-boiled eggs, can you fry them?" Song Zhixing stared at the golden eggs and almost drooled. He admired Tang Yu so much. This man probably knew how to do everything.

"It's possible to make soft-boiled eggs, but you can't eat soft-boiled eggs."

"Why?"

"You are probably pregnant now. It's best not to eat half-cooked or raw food." Tang Yu turned the egg while talking to her, "Xingxing, you have to be aware of being a pregnant woman at all times."

She didn't.

She didn't want to be pregnant at all!

Song Zhixing really wanted to blurt out this sentence. However, before he could finish his words, Tang Yu said, "Take out the plate. It's ready to be served."

She came back to her senses and bent over to take out the plate.

“Can I still go skiing?” she asked.

Tang Yu put Jianshi on the plate and said, "It's simple and safe. With me by your side, there's no problem. But, skiing at too high an altitude is not okay. Hmm?"

In front of Tang Yu, Song Zhixing seemed to have no choice but to compromise.

After the two had breakfast together, Tang Yu made time to hold a video conference.

So, Song Zhixing was responsible for simple cleaning while he went upstairs to the study for a meeting.

"Second Master, long time no see!" Du Hui greeted him over there. Seeing him, he sighed: "It seems that the honeymoon effect is very good. You look much younger now, full of energy!"

Tang Yu was actually in a good mood. He lazily leaned on the sofa and glanced at Du Hui with his narrow eyes. "'Looks young', do you mean I'm actually old?"

"Of course not. You are very young. But... compared with the young lady..."

Du Hui saw that he was in a good mood, so he dared to joke. Tang Yu really didn't bother with him.

Several senior executives from the company were present, and the video conference went smoothly. Tang Yu only spoke occasionally and made arrangements. Halfway through the meeting, the computer made a brief "beep" sound, and an email reminder jumped onto the desktop, blocking the video.

[I went out to look at houses all day today. I am exhausted. I will stop here for now. The next update will be at 0:00 tomorrow. Good night! ]