Domineering CEO: Woman, please be responsible

Shen Xiangzhi ate a bowl of noodles cooked by Song Qingtian in the evening. It was not very delicious, but he still ate it with great relish, and in the end he even drank up the noodle soup.

Song Qingtian watched him eat up all the noodles she cooked. In fact, she felt embarrassed. She had tasted the noodles before, and at most she could barely eat them. It really wasn't that delicious... …Suddenly remembered, I don’t know who said it, a man who is willing to eat all the delicious food made by his wife, even if he dies, he must hold on to it firmly.In this world, there is no one else who will spoil you like him and never despise you.

At night, lying on the bed, Song Qingtian remembered that Shen Xiangzhi said that he wanted to eat her, and his face blushed unconsciously. Fortunately, he was hidden in the dark, so Shen Xiangzhi would not see her face, otherwise, he would be ashamed if he lost face.

That night, Shen Xiangzhi did not do anything to Song Qingtian as he said, but lay quietly on the bed, holding Song Qingtian tightly in his arms, feeling each other's heartbeat and breathing, the years were quiet, and suddenly There is a kind of wanting time to stop forever, just like this.

Both eyes were closed, but neither was really asleep.

Song Qingtian nestled softly in Shen Xiangzhi's arms like a cat, her cold feet wrapped around his legs.Shen Xiangzhi's body was hot, and soon her feet were warmed up.However, Song Qingtian was used to sleeping with her feet on him, so she didn't let go.

"Song Qingtian, how did you get here when it was cold without me warming your feet for more than a year?" Shen Xiangzhi knew that Song Qingtian hadn't slept, so he couldn't help chatting with her.In fact, after she came back for such a long time, they really haven't had a good chat.

Thinking of the past year or so, Song Qingtian snorted angrily, "I can't live without you? There is something in this world called a warm water bag."

Shen Xiangzhi chuckled, remained silent for a while, and then praised Song Qingtian with a smile, "Smart."

Song Qingtian pursed her lips soundlessly in the dark, and after a while, as if thinking of something, she curled her lips into a smile, and slipped into Shen Xiangzhi's arms even tighter.

Song Qingtian put his hands on Shen Xiangzhi's waist. He was wearing a large white T-shirt, which was very thin, and he could feel the long scar on the back of Shen Xiangzhi's waist through the clothes.

After so many years, the scar is still very deep and long, one can imagine how much it was hurt at that time.Song Qingtian's heart ached when she touched it, her nose felt a little sore, "Shen Xiangzhi, it must have hurt at that time, right?"

Song Qingtian's hand was still stroking the scar on Shen Xiangzhi's back.Hearing Song Qingtian's words, Shen Xiangzhi's body stiffened for a moment, and it took him a long time to recover. He stretched out his hand and took Song Qingtian's hand away, preventing her from continuing to put her hand on his scar.

Song Qingtian was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that the scars on his body were a taboo for Shen Xiangzhi, he could let her touch her for so long, and he had reached his limit.

She came back to her senses, lowered her eyes and apologized, "I'm sorry, I forgot what I can't touch." It was indeed too long.

Hearing Song Qingtian's words, Shen Xiangzhi frowned slightly, and after a while, he said: "It's okay, I'm just not ready yet, give me a little more time, it should be fine in the future."

"Okay." Song Qingtian knew that this was Shen Xiangzhi's scar. He must have experienced very painful things when he was a child.In fact, Song Qingtian had seen the scar. If she guessed correctly, it should have been cut from the shoulder to the back of the waist. It was very long, deep, and very...horrible...