Xia Mu couldn't believe it. After all, she didn't feel his like so strongly at that time, and she didn't expect it to be true.

She couldn't tell what she felt now, only huge joy filled her, and she was about to float up, just wanting to see him.

"Daini, I'm going back and call me if there is anything."

Dai Ni has just learned about the situation and the crisis has been resolved, so naturally there will be no more problems. She nodded immediately, "You go, I will arrange the next thing."

Xia Mu picked up his bag and left the conference room. He was happy and worried. Song Fuxing was on the hot search. With the Song family's low-key level, would Grandpa Song be very angry?

Just as she was thinking, she ran into the person coming out of the elevator. The familiar cold and cold fragrance of his body made her recognize the person instantly.

She looked up and Song Fuxing had reached out to hug her into his arms, frowned slightly, and whispered accusation, "What if you fall down if you don't walk or look at the road?"

When Xia Mu saw him coming, he immediately put his waist on his waist and was so surprised that he was excited, "Why are you here? Are you not busy today?"

"I'll pick up my wife from get off work." Song Fuxing lowered his eyes and curled his lips slightly, and said softly.

Xia Mu suddenly had a weak leg, and Song Fuxing didn't know what was going on. After getting married, his charm became more and more powerful. Even though a very simple word came out of his mouth, he inexplicably teased people, which made people unable to withstand it.

Xia Mu was a little shy. He noticed the sight of the people around him. He stood up slightly from his arms, and took the initiative to pull his hand, "I don't know when you will take a photo for me."

Song Fuxing held her back and led her out, "Do you like it?"

Seeing that he looked down and looked very focused, Xia Mu remembered the way he looked at her in the photo, and suddenly felt embarrassed to meet his eyes. "Like~"

Upon hearing this, Song Fuxing raised his lips and his hands were linked to her. He couldn't hide his seriousness, "Xia Mu, don't hide it from me if you have any problems in the future. I am your husband."

Xia Mu's heart was as sweet as honey. He followed Song Fuxing home, his mind full of what he said, I am your husband.

She lay on the bed and looked at two photos saved from the Internet, one of which was when he was in high school and the other was that he posted on Weibo.

She smiled and looked back and forth for a long time, and suddenly thought whether Song Fuxing had taken any photos she had not found.

After all, if it weren't for the start of this matter, she wouldn't know the existence of this photo.

Xia Mu immediately got up and got out of bed, took the cell phone that Song Fuxing placed on the table, and while he was taking a shower in the bathroom, he turned on his cell phone.

Song Fuxing's mobile phone needs games but no games, and video software but no video software. It is probably just a call tool.

Sometimes she suspected that he had the WeChat social software on his mobile phone, which was probably because when he was in high school, the teacher asked everyone to join the WeChat group and he came here.

Otherwise, how could it be that the mobile phone would be used as an old cadre machine at a young age?

Xia Mu couldn't help but smile, opened the album on his phone, and saw the photos inside, and was stunned for a moment.

At first glance, it was all her photos.

There was her sleeping soundly leaning against his arms, she was lying on the sofa watching TV, and she was wearing school uniforms in the hotel and lying on the table to copy her back.

If someone who doesn't know picks up this phone, he will think that the person in the photo is the owner of this phone, right?

Xia Mu looked over one photo after another, and this was the first time he realized that he was so soft-hearted in his eyes.

She couldn't help but smile, and when she turned to the end, she actually saw her selfie.

This selfie was taken last year, and she hadn't seen him yet.

The fireworks she went to see alone, and took a photo with the fireworks in the air. Her smile inside was particularly bright, like a child.

After she posted it on her Moments, she felt like she was smiling like a fool and deleted it.

So strictly speaking, this selfie doesn't even have it herself, but he actually has it?

Could it be that his WeChat just looks like a zombie account, but in fact he has always read the circle of friends?

Xia Mu looked forward and found that there were really not many photos of him, and the few photos were all of her.

At first glance, it was a photo she had saved from her circle of friends a long time ago. She was young and loved to laugh, and even she forgot when she took it.

Xia Mu paused slightly, and accidentally drew out the album with his fingers, and found that the album was named only one word.

she.

It's just one word, but it inexplicably reveals the taste of nostalgia.

After so many years, what kind of mood did he keep her photos?

She has always had the habit of deleting photos. Sometimes she even posted it in the last second and deleted it in the next second, but he was able to save one without missing a single photo.

You have to pay more attention to achieve this?

How much do you need to like to be able to even miss a photo?

Her heartbeat gradually became out of order. She never knew that there was someone in this world who loved her so seriously and never felt his love so clearly as clearly as this moment.

"What are you looking at? So serious?" Song Fuxing left the bathroom and saw her standing by the bed in pink strawberry pajamas, rolling up her trousers, and she couldn't help but tease her.

When I got closer, I realized that she was looking at the album on her phone.

He paused slightly, immediately reached over, took the phone back from her hand, and pressed the lock screen key with his slender fingers, and the screen instantly turned dark.

The atmosphere in the room was particularly quiet, and he didn't seem to know what to say.

Xia Mu turned his head and looked at him and blurted out, "How come you have so many photos of me?"

Her mind was in chaos, and when she asked, she realized how naughty the question was.

These photos can be collected in an album, of course, you should pay attention to collecting them at ordinary times.

Song Fuxing would definitely not answer such an obvious question. He put down his cell phone, sat back casually, and wiped his hair with a towel, as if something had not happened just now.

This is the first time Xia Mu saw Song Fuxing unable to speak. When did he be shy? Is this so novel?

Xia Mu slowly approached him, his calves pressed against his legs, his face slightly flushed, and his words unconsciously brought up the shyness of the little girl, "I haven't even looked carefully yet, you took it away. Let me show me another look, let me see when you started saving my photos."

Song Fuxing's hand was wiping his hair slightly, and he didn't even raise his head. He gently turned his long legs to avoid her legs that were pressed on, and the ears were red at the naked eye.

This was the first time Xia Mu saw him so embarrassed and was so surprised that he immediately squeezed into his long legs and hugged his neck, "Song Fuxing, if you don't show it to me, then you can tell me, when did you..."

Before she finished speaking, Song Fuxing suddenly reached out to her waist and pressed her into her arms. His words were dull and there was a bit of danger. "What are you calling me? I haven't learned it after teaching for so long?"

Xia Mu felt his familiar aggression and immediately pressed his shoulder to escape. Unfortunately, he got too close just now, and his long legs trapped her and had no chance to escape.

She was hugged so tightly by him that her breathing was slightly tight, and she quickly whispered, "Husband."

Song Fuxing pulled her down directly, sat on his lap, hugged her shoulders, and kissed her hard.

Before Xia Mu could react, the breath between his lips and teeth had been taken away. She couldn't sit still at all and was almost held by him, so she barely stabilized her body.

For a moment, the clear aura of his body lingered around him.

Song Fuxing was as enthusiastic as ever, and Xia Mu was half-held and half-held and kissed him into the bed, and he couldn't breathe.

She quickly turned her head away and wanted to take a breath of air, but Song Fuxing did not stop. Her hot lips fell on her cheeks, all the way down.

"Song Fuxing, wait." Xia Mu thought of his posture, his heart was slightly panicked, and his fingers subconsciously penetrated into his hair. The hard hair was completely different from her soft hair.

Song Fu paused, stood up and looked at her slightly, his eyes were dark, and his eyes felt a sense of heat when he fell on her.

This position was too intimate, which made her feel a little trembling. Although they had already had it many times,... but every time they were so close to him, she felt a nervous heartbeat that she couldn't breathe.

When I was in love with him, I never thought that I would have such an intimate contact with him. After all, even kissing him made her unable to resist.

Xia Mu didn't dare to meet his sight, "Didn't you just say you still have to work?"

Song Fuxing lowered his head and gently touched her lips, his voice low and hoarse, "Aren't you busy now?"

Xia Mu was slightly burned by the scorching breath between his lips and teeth, and Fu Zhiling asked, "Then have you accepted my previous confession?"

Song Fuxing's breathing was a little messy, he lowered his head and kissed her gently, and whispered "Yes", which made him feel hoarse and sexy.

Xia Mu's ears turned red when he heard this, and suddenly he caught the trick to control him. He immediately took this time to ask, "When did you fall in love with me?"

Song Fuxing looked at her, his voice low and confused, "Do you want to take the opportunity to make a spoil?"

Xia Mu was caught by him and did not hide it. "Is it a lot of rain when we first met, when you came over at the teaching building, but you didn't even look at me at that time, which probably wouldn't work. Could it be that I did anything in the class that impressed you?"

Xia Mu couldn't stop being excited. She really wanted to know when he fell in love with her!

Song Fuxing was rarely shy and lowered his head to kiss her chattering mouth. The twists between his lips and teeth were extremely arrogant, which directly blocked her next problem.

Xia Mu was so short of breath that he was kissed by him, but he still didn't forget to get him in a trap. If he was so inattentive, he would definitely be punished.

Song Fuxing used to be soft-hearted, but this time it was extremely excessive. Her voice was hoarse, but he didn't listen. He gently coaxed the soup to drink, but he was merciless and almost ruined her half of her life.
Chapter completed!