Mrs. Lu, Mr. Lu will come back and spend the night tonight.

Raising his hand to scratch his hair, Su Mubai lifted the quilt, put on his slippers, and went to the bathroom.

Take a shower.

The water temperature was not too hot. Su Mubai closed his eyes, tilted his head back, and let the warm water rush on his face. However, his mind was always filled with the dream just now. He dreamed that he held Lin Ai in his arms, and that Lin Ai later begged him for mercy.

He remembered very clearly that the person in the dream was Lin Ai, not Cheng Jian.

Over the years, he has always missed Cheng Jian, but rarely dreamed of her.

Perhaps, Cheng Jian left such a strong impression on his youth that he could not forget it for so many years.

After taking a shower and returning to the bedroom, Su Mubai was not sleepy at all.

When working during the day or facing the crowd, Su Mubai didn't have any feelings, nor did he think that such a life was bad.

But occasionally when it was late at night and everyone was asleep, he would still feel a little emotional, thinking that his days were busy and boring. Many times he didn't know what the purpose of everything he was doing was, and what the purpose of living was.

You talk about money.

But he already has enough money to last him a lifetime, or even several lifetimes.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Su Mubai suddenly felt that his life was a little incomplete and not very complete.

If there was someone around at this time, someone who could call him dad when he returned home every day, and he would know who he was fighting for, then life might be more interesting.

Su Mubai took cigarettes and a lighter from the cabinet next to him and wanted to smoke a cigarette, but finally gave up the idea.

Suddenly I felt it was boring, and threw the cigarettes and lighter back on the cabinet.

Lin Ai.

He thought of Lin Ai, whom he met in the elevator tonight. In retrospect, it was all Zhou Yang's fault.

If Zhou Yang hadn't given him the information, if Zhou Yang hadn't let him see the photo, he wouldn't have been so emotional today.

He turned to look at the bookcase, then walked closer and looked at the photo of the two of them. Su Mubai looked at Cheng Jian in the photo and said, "Cheng Jian, is my life abnormal now? If you were here, what would we be like?"

Will you get married right after graduating from college?

Maybe their children are now older than that guy Gu Linfeng.

Although they had never confessed their feelings to each other, Su Mubai knew that they had feelings for each other, and that night, he and Cheng Jian did everything.

I don’t know how long I stood in front of the bookcase, but the time was still a little past three in the morning, and Su Mubai lay back on the bed.

Late at night, when everyone is asleep, it's easiest for people to overthink.

The next morning, when Su Mubai woke up, everything returned to normal. He no longer thought about what happened yesterday, nor did he take his mother's urging him to get married and have grandchildren seriously.

As a person, thoughts and feelings are always flowing.

Later, he did not meet Lin Ai in the company like he did yesterday. After all, the company is so big and there are so many employees. Who can be so lucky to meet the boss every time?

As the days go by, Miyazawa and Wenrou's wedding date is getting closer.

After asking for leave from the institute, Wenrou did not go to work and has been resting at home. Moreover, her pregnancy was very strange and a little different from others.

She didn't feel nauseous, didn't have anything she didn't want to eat, and had never vomited. Everything she ate tasted delicious and she had a very good appetite, but she just loved to sleep.

She can sleep more than 24 hours a day out of 14 hours.

I slept until about eleven o'clock in the afternoon, then woke up to have lunch, then continued to sleep after lunch, and then slept until Miyazawa came back to have dinner together. After dinner, I watched TV, took a walk to rest, and then slept again at night.

She was so gentle that even she admired how well she could sleep.

Fortunately, there was no morning sickness, otherwise it would have been a real pain.

That evening, when Miyazawa came home from get off work, he saw that the house was quiet, so he went straight to the bedroom without saying a word.

Sure enough, Wenrou was still asleep.

Kneeling on one knee on the bed, bending down in front of her, looking at her fair face, Miyazawa raised the corner of his mouth and smiled.

After getting close to Wenrou and looking at her for a while, Gong Ze gave her a kiss on the face: "Rou Rou, you are still sleeping. Get up and eat."

At noon today, the two were chatting on WeChat. Wenrou said she wanted to eat hotpot, so Gong Ze placed an order online. The ingredients would be delivered soon, so he was not in a hurry to cook today.

"Rourou."

"Rourou."

It was estimated that Wenrou slept for more than three hours in the afternoon, so Gongze kept calling her now, because when they were chatting, she said she wanted to go to bed before two o'clock.

It's already six o'clock.

If nothing unexpected happened, she was sleeping the whole time.

But it's still pretty cute to have a wife who can sleep.

After Miyazawa called Wenrou a few times, Wenrou finally opened her eyes and woke up.

Seeing Miyazawa's face so close to her, she immediately smiled, then put her arms around his neck, pulled him in front of her, kissed him and said, "I just dreamed about you."

Wenrou said she dreamed of him, and Gongze smiled and kissed her.

The two of them whispered and played in the bedroom for a while until the doorbell rang. Miyazawa went out to get the ingredients for the hot pot, and Wenrou also got up.

When he came to the living room after cleaning up, Miyazawa said, "I'll prepare the hot pot first, wake up from your sleepiness."

With that said, Miyazawa went to the kitchen to prepare food.

Seeing this, Wenrou followed over with sleepy eyes, then opened her arms and hugged Miyazawa from behind.

Putting her face on Miyazawa's back, she said softly, "Miyazawa, it's so comfortable to be lazy at home like this. What if I become lazy and don't want to go to work in the future?"

Miyazawa was amused: "Isn't all the money in the house in your hands? See if it's enough for you to spend. If not, I'll find a way to earn more."

As soon as Miyazawa finished speaking, Wenrou pressed her face against his back and rubbed it hard.

I love this feeling, I love it so much.

A few days ago, Miyazawa transferred almost all of his assets to her. She said it was unnecessary and unwanted, but Miyazawa insisted on transferring it. He also gave her his salary card, saying that a man's money should be managed by his wife.

I laughed so gently when I heard it.

She was happy not because Miyazawa gave her a lot of money and handed over power to her, but because she was happy at the feeling of being valued by him.

Fortunately, there is no strangeness between them and they already treat each other as their own family.

She found that she seemed to have fallen in love with Miyazawa.

Wenrou rubbed her face against his back. Miyazawa looked back at her and then continued to wash some vegetables.

Just the smile on the face, that's so happy.

Miyazawa was working, and Wenrou just kept holding him.

I've never been so clingy before, but now I feel like I own the whole world.

After a while, Miyazawa prepared the ingredients and they returned to the restaurant.