Wen Yuan stretched out his arm around his neck, and said in a low voice: "Are you still angry with me?"

With that, buried his face in his neck, it was warm and comfortable.

It's so comfortable that you want to sleep.

She is indeed a little tired these few days, and she didn’t have a good rest during the New Year...

Ye Mubai lowered her head, looking at her tired and somewhat supple face, feeling a little distressed in her heart.

She also regretted it a bit. She was obviously very tired. He was like her, and she was so angry that she gave him a face just now, and she didn't even sleep in the room waiting for him here.

Most men have some kind of psychology, thinking about it like this, they feel that they are really amazing in some way.

He bowed his head and kissed her on the cheek, and asked in a low voice; "Are you waiting for me?"

He Huan's face was buried in his arms, and he hugged him. After a while, he said vaguely: "Nothing."

"Little liar." He bit her with a hint of eagerness in his voice.

It is the expansion of a certain emotion, and has nothing to do with the body.

Although they have been husband and wife for many years, he feels that he loves her every day.

However, he often felt that he could not get a response and was a little dissatisfied.

The one who loves more is like this.

Suddenly, he remembered He Huan once again, did she work hard like this before, longer than he loved her, it seems that for ten years, he gave him a son, and he knew nothing and even hated it. Holding her.

Ye Mubai thought this way, there was a sense of being alarmed by the past, until he put her in the bed, he stood by the bed and pressed her face, Wen Yuan obviously wanted to sleep, but he was not reconciled to him. I want to talk to her.

"Wen Yuan." He whispered her name: "Did you work so hard in those years? Did you hate me and blame me? Did you think about giving up?"

At the end of his speech, his voice was a bit astringent.

Not for myself, but for her.

At this moment, Mr. Ye also felt that he was a little naive. What about being the one who loves more, and caring more about her, as long as she is happy, as long as she has him in her heart.

No matter how angry she is, she will still give him a bowl of noodles, leave him a lamp, and wait for him here,

This is Wen Yuan's love.

It was always to him, never to others.

As long as her mind is not firm, she could have worked less hard.

And now, he asked her.

Wen Yuan didn't answer for a long time, he thought she was asleep, and was about to lower his head to kiss her good night, but when he lowered his head, he was stunned.

Wen Yuan cried.

She didn't cry, let alone a single sound, she just had two tears in the corner of her eyes.

Ye Mubai was stunned, and then stretched out his hand and touched it lightly. It was hot and hot, just like his mood at this time.

He almost seemed to be scalded.

Later, Wen Yuan put his hand flat on the side of his pillow, and said in a low voice: "Yes, I thought about giving up, but then I wanted to give up."

After she finished speaking, she opened her eyes and looked at him, "The years were very hard. When you separated from you, when you said you didn’t want me, you hated me, it was also very painful. I don’t know why I persisted for so long. I don’t know why I didn’t leave early. Even now, I sometimes think of it as unwilling, but when I wake up and see you by my side, I feel like I had a dream in the past. The hurt and pain never existed. And the happiness in your hand is real."