It's all husband and wife

The next day, a group of people returned home by plane, high-speed train and car.

It was already evening at home, when the doorbell rang, Sihao jumped up from the sofa, sat down after thinking for a while, changed to a more leisurely posture, and turned to call auntie to open the door.

The door opened, and Si Papa Si Mama and Du Jia walked in.

Sihao still put on his long legs pretendingly, sank into the sofa, turned his head and looked out the window in the opposite direction, motionless.

Father Si coughed twice at his son, but Sihao didn't respond.

Standing outside the door, Du Jia looked at the back of Sihao's head, pursed her lips, and lowered her eyelids, just as Si's mother handed over a pair of slippers.He took it over, thanked him in a low voice, squatted down and changed his slippers, and took a step inside, "Sihao."

Sihao's head dropped suddenly, he sniffed loudly, and wiped his face with his hand.

Du Jia stopped at the door, a trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes, and her toes shrank subconsciously in the slippers.

Hearing Du Jia's voice, Sihao couldn't pretend anymore, put down his legs, got up, walked to the door with a few strides, and hugged him as if no one else was there.

After embracing him, he didn't speak, just pressed him down hard, as if he wanted to embed Du Jia into his chest.

Du Jia wrapped her arms around Sihao's waist, and touched the back of his head with the other hand, her throat was choked, and she said softly, "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry there's a P use," Sihao's arms tightened even tighter, "You fucking treat me like this..."

"I was wrong, I won't do it again." Du Jia stroked Sihao lightly, and said in a softer voice, "You've lost weight."

Si's father and Si's mother saw Sihao who could walk upright for the first time in so many days, they coughed several times helplessly, but it didn't serve as a reminder, so they had to drag the suitcase, bypass the two hugging people, and go Walking in the house, I told my aunt while walking, "Hurry up and make dinner, everyone is tired."

"Okay ma'am, I'm cooking right now, and I'm only two dishes away. You can eat after sitting down for a while," the aunt followed by, covering her mouth with her hands, and reported, "Young Master, you have already eaten in the morning and at noon."

"Looking at him like that is enough to eat." Papa Si turned his head and glanced at the two people at the door.

"Yeah, the young master took a nap after lunch." The aunt continued to report.

Papa Si looked back at them again, and pulled off his wife's arm, "Do you think our brat deserves a beating? Oh, no, I have to find a place to catch my breath, I'm so mad."

"I don't want to eat at home, Laosi, let's go out to eat." Si's mother understands Si's father's current mood very well.

The couple put down their suitcases, freshened up, and went to the living room to talk to Sihao before going out. They didn't see Sihao and Dujia, so they just explained to their aunt and went out to ask for a clean life.

Without having to deal with their parents, Sihao and Du Jia had a relaxed dinner.

Sihao enthusiastically helped Du Jia prepare the dishes, "Eat more, why are you so thin?"

"I'm thinner than you, a hunger striker?" Du Jia took the dish.

Sihao stretched out his hand and squeezed Du Jia's wrist, his thumb and index finger touched together in a narrow circle, "We are about the same, two bamboo poles."

Du Jia looked at him and laughed.

"We are the two most beautiful bamboo poles in the world, the one with the jade trees facing the wind." Sihao added solemnly.

After eating and taking a shower, the two of them lay side by side on the bed as before.

The villa area was extremely quiet at night. Du Jia raised his hand to turn off the light. Sihao leaned over and whispered into Du Jia's ear, "Why turn off the light? It's not like I haven't seen it before."

Du Jia's breathing became heavier, her Adam's apple visibly slid up and down twice, and the familiar warm touch spread over her body.

"Haven't you been shy for a few days?" Sihao started to kiss his ear, and slowly rubbed against him.

The clothes were no longer on him, and they were scattered all over the short distance from the bathroom to the bedroom.

Du Jia muttered something, but Sihao didn't hear clearly, and kissed the corner of his lips, "What did you say?"

"Sorry, I made you sad...I miss you so much." Du Jia answered him between kisses with her eyes closed.

Sihao regarded Du Jia as a piece of paper, folded it in half, panted heavily, "Du Jia, did you dump me before?"

Du Jia tightly hooked his neck, raised her chin to reach those lips.

I don't want Sihao to say these things that hurt others and hurt myself again, because I was indeed wrong before.He thought that Sihao didn't love him that much, and thought that as long as he left, Sihao would be able to forget him.He was wrong, he underestimated Sihao, and also underestimated himself.

Fortunately, he rectified his mistake and they were able to hug each other again.

Du Jia couldn't answer the question "did he get dumped?" No matter how he answered it, he probably couldn't calm Sihao down.He can only satisfy Sihao with everything he has, let him forgive, let him vent, let him vent his anger.

Sihao felt Du Jia's obedience, this person has always been a strong presence on the bed, but now he is so submissive, he can do whatever he wants.His heart softened for a while, and his movements slowed down.

In fact, the resentment in his heart has long since disappeared, and all he has been suppressing for a long time now is longing. He misses him so much, thinking of tearing this person apart, he can't run away anymore.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Sihao hugged him up, and the two changed positions.

Du Jia hissed and shook his head, "No."

With a "pop", Sihao raised his hand and pressed the switch at the head of the bed, the room suddenly flooded with dazzling light, and Du Jia covered his face with his hands.

Sihao raised his upper body slightly, grabbed his hand, squeezed his fingers into Du Jia's, and clasped his ten fingers, the red of the fingertips surrounded the white of the knuckles.

He stared straight at Du Jia, imprisoning him, leaving him nowhere to escape.

Red-purple scars are scattered on Du Jia's clear ribs, and there are also around the waist. The originally narrow waist is even narrower, and the waist is sunken together, forming a painful arc.

Sihao suddenly slammed hard.

"Woo——" Du Jia's restrained voice penetrated his throat, and he arched his body and threw himself down.

Sihao let go of Du Jia's hand and supported his waist, "Show me the skirt."

Du Jia suspected that she had heard it wrong, and struggled to get up, but was pushed down by Sihao again, unreasonably playing tricks, "You make me sad, you have to make it up to me, and show me the skirt."

......

Du Jia wore a skirt, Sihao squinted at him, very satisfied.The little skirt that Du Jia put on with his own hands was torn to pieces by himself again, the shimmering ground sparkled, and Du Jia's face was even redder than the little skirt.

Sihao snarled like a little rooster, with his head held high, he forgot who he was.

All the tsunderes were taken back by Du Jia after marriage, just a lot more.