Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Rong Yue chuckled, "Well, the puppy just tried a lot of things!"

Ai Mengmeng exploded immediately, "I am not a puppy."

"Isn't it?" He touched her little head, "Puppy is home!"

Ai Mengmeng doesn't move.

Rong Yue chuckled again: "Not going back? Then I'm going to find another puppy."

When she finished speaking, she took his hand, "a puppy is a puppy."

Rong Yue smiled again, "Are you reserved? Where is your backbone?"

"No need anymore." She said sullenly.

So Rong Yue was even happier and kissed her on the forehead, "Well, you can have me."

She blushed again, "Shameless!"

Rong Yue just smiled.

After they left, Ai Jia still stood there, watching them leave in the cold wind.

She had noticed that Ai Mengmeng just looked at her from beginning to end, but she was no longer in her eyes.

Only Rong Yue!

Ai Jia doesn't know what kind of situation can make a person forget the pain so quickly.

She always thought Ai Mengmeng would be scared when she saw her, but she didn't.

That is a woman immersed in happiness!

There is a trace of hatred in Ai Jia's eyes. This little **** doesn't put him in his eyes at all, forgetting who he is!

Rong Yue took Ai Mengmeng back home. After all, his health was not good, so he immediately took a hot bath. Ai Mengmeng cleaned up the room alone.

As she tidied up and thought, she couldn't help but smile.

But later, she still inevitably thought of Ai Jia.

A woman who once admired her, but now she is scared.

She also noticed that Ai Jia was different from the past. She looked very haggard. She only had a long skirt on such a cold day.

She knew that her movies were completely removed from the shelves, all kinds of them were blocked, and a lot of money owed.

That's why they will come out for entertainment!

Ai Mengmeng doesn't feel so happy, those Vanity Fairs are not so important to her anymore.

Perhaps, she was still a little sad, not knowing whether it was for herself or for another person.

Just thinking about it, didn't notice that Rong Yue came out.

In the warm room, Rong Yue wore a bathrobe. As soon as he walked out of the bathroom, he saw his little wife, who was in a daze while making the bed.

He walked over and hugged her gently from behind, leaning his head against her neck, "What are you thinking?"

Ai Mengmeng was taken aback, and turned his head: "You're done!"

He chuckled, "I ask what are you thinking?"

"No." She evaded subconsciously, lowering her eyes, covering herself.

But after all, they have been husband and wife for a long time. How could he not know what she thought?

Still holding her, her voice was hoarse, and she seemed to hesitate to say, "I was in the parking lot just now, and I seemed to see Ai Jia."

After speaking, the body in his arms stiffened.

"What's the matter?" Rong Yue asked softly against her ear.

Ai Mengmeng was upset, "It's nothing, I'm going to take a bath."

After only two steps, the arm was caught.

She turned her head, bit her lip, "Rong Yue!"

He smiled slightly, "It's not bad for a while. Be with me."

She fixedly looked at him, and finally understood what he meant.

The topic just now has been thrown out of the sky, and she can be sure that he mentioned Ai Jia accidentally without thinking too much.

He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at him, "I'll take a shower first."

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