The little woman shook her head, and the small white legs exposed under her nightgown swayed.

Tang Haotian breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid of waking up the little girl in the bedroom, so he held his breath and kept his breath and did not dare to breathe. After a while, he heard that there was no movement in the bedroom before he dared to continue the next move.

...

"Are you hungry?" Tang Haotian said again, "The rice is ready soon, and then make another boiled fish fillet."

The little girl likes to eat pickled fish, but now in special times, she can’t eat too much flavor, so she wants to make boiled fish fillets for her to satisfy her cravings.

"I'll serve you a bowl of stewed chicken soup first, okay?" Tang Haotian said again.

Shui Fu still didn't answer, and looked at her smokey eyes with her lowered eyebrows. The gaze inside was as gentle as water.

Tang Haotian's eyebrows thumped for no reason, and then he saw clearly her red eyes. The big hand holding her waist tightened a little,

"What's wrong? Is the wound hurting again? Or..."

"I miss you."

The four words, lightly and meticulously, combined into one sentence, fell into this quiet air without any warning.

Suddenly, Tang Haotian was stunned by surprise, and the steps he took froze hard, his spine straightened.

He almost thought... he had heard it wrong.

...

Shui Fu's eyes blinked, and the tiny cracks in her eyes were like stars falling all over the sky, flashing, beautiful and fragile, gently rubbing against his nose and repeating it again,

"Tang Haotian, I miss you."

"Fufu..." Tang Haotian's whole body trembled, tears almost fell out, and his throat was hot.

He lowered his head and kissed him deeply.

Overwhelming tenderness...

He understood, and he heard all the things she hadn't said, clearly.

When she left, she swore that she would never go back to the apartment again. He left her with sorrow and sad memories, but only she herself knew that what she was most reluctant to leave was also here.

Those laughing, sweet... also happened in the apartment.

After leaving for such a long time, she missed her day and night, and was once regarded as her and his little family... and missed him even more...

Even if she didn't want to admit it, she couldn't deceive herself. She was actually waiting for him... waiting for him to take her hand and go home together.

At this moment, it really got what I wanted.

...

Tang Haotian kissed carefully, and gently rubbed her lips against her, calling her low, and calling her name one by one,

"Fufu..."

Shui Fu was really crying, and she was soft in his arms like a little cat, her nose was red and round, pulling the back collar of his shirt.

"Will you treat me so well in the future?"

She knew that his answer was undoubtedly yes, but at this time she was just pretentious and wanted to ask him.

Tang Haotian was silent for half a minute before speaking, slowly slowing down his speech.

"Well, I'm good to you, even more so good that you will never regret returning to me."

Shuifu cried and laughed.

Until she was held by him and placed on the dining chair, she still shook her shoulders with twitches. Why can't she stop?

Tang Haotian had already gone to the kitchen to serve a bowl of chicken soup, scooped a spoonful and put it to his mouth to blow it.

"I'll drink it myself, go and make fish." Shuifu sniffed hard, so cute.

Tang Haotian couldn't help but lean over and kiss her.

"good."

Shuifu fed chicken soup into her mouth, and her taste buds were instantly aroused by the rich fragrance. She squinted her eyes and smiled like a cramped little fox.

Suddenly, a "bang" sound---
Chapter completed!