Standing on the steps, jijosh watched his mother's thin figure gradually merge into the night, and merge into the endless stream of night.
After a long time, she closed the door.
Back against the door, think Xu slightly divergent.
"Why?"
Silent, the slender figure came out of the study, and the light between his eyes and eyes was faint.
Looking at it, I feel warm and happy.
He came to her step by step in grey slippers.
"My mother just came here, and now she's gone."
"Why don't you invite her to sit down for a while and let her go alone so late?"
He reached out and touched her cheek. She looked up at him and suddenly laughed, "silent, do you really care about my family?"
"Of course, Joe, you'll be my wife soon! Shouldn't a family care for each other? "
The light in his eyes was warm and firm.
This face sincere expression, this extremely sincere tone, let her almost moved.
She laughed twice, "silent, you tell my mother, you will raise Qiao Yan for a lifetime?"
"You should know my economic strength. I have enough to support your family. You don't have to question that."
She looked at him.
He slightly straightened his chest, and seemed not afraid of her any good look.
"Well, silence, you are very powerful, as we all know..."
He reached out and closed the door and took her little hand.
Her hands were cold, even her fingertips.
He held her little hand, as if holding some precious treasure, and gently breathed under his lips.
"Go, it's cold outside, go inside!"
He put his arm around her shoulder and went to the bedroom.
She leaned stiffly against the wall and watched him busy finishing the quilt on the bed.
"Look at your restlessness these two days. Is there something wrong with you?"
He got up and came over, stroking her forehead.
After confirming that she had no fever, she sat down with her.
"No, silence. I'm fine. I just feel like I'm in a trance. It's like a dream."
He put his hand around her face, put his forehead on her forehead, and put his hands around her shoulders from his back.
And then slowly, little by little, she was held in her arms.
At this time, there was wind outside, and the windows were clattering.
Indoors, he hugged her, and his body gradually warmed her.
The two of them just stood hugging each other
This is about the warmest memory of silence in the memory of jijosh.
For the rest of his life, most of the memories left in his heart were silent evils.
It's late at night.
He hugged her and put her on his lap. Under the warm light, he put the wedding ring on her ring finger.
"Joe, from now on, you will be my woman. I won't be alone for the rest of my life. After I get married, you will give me two more sons, one elder brother and one younger brother. They will love each other for a lifetime... "
She raised her eyes and looked at his beautiful face with infinite longing and fascination.
She frowned suspiciously. "Why two sons? What about two daughters? Maybe a son and a daughter... "
Silent at her mysterious smile, "want two sons! Brother and brother
She said in a silent voice, reaching out and gently stroking her abdomen.
He was talking about something like a demon.
She felt that he was speaking his own native dialect, which she could not understand, but she vaguely heard that he seemed to be talking about Xiaokui
It's late at night.
She's a little sleepy.
"Silence, I want to sleep."
"Well, OK, I'll be with you!"
He took her in his arms and lay down on the bed together.
Her indifference seems to contrast with his enthusiasm.
He seemed too excited to sleep.
When she was lying on the bed, he got up again, poured a glass of red wine and walked back and forth in the bedroom.
It seems that the efficiency of the opponent's work is not at ease. He picked up his mobile phone and called one after another.
Later, the light in the bedroom dimmed and she fell asleep.
When she woke up again, it was already dawn.
Standing in front of the dressing room silently, he was trying on suits. Several suits had been pulled out by him and piled on the sofa.
He tried two pieces, but he didn't seem to like them very much. He changed them for another one.
She sat up with the quilt and looked at him vaguely. For a long time, she looked at the clock at the head of the bed. It was five o'clock in the morning.
"Are you awake?"
He saw her bleary eyed in the fitting mirror.
She looks confused, very cute, and doesn't look like she wants to get married at all.
"Silence, will you get up too early?"
"Well, I didn't sleep all night!"
He is honest.
"So excited? It's just marriage. " Geoffrey blinked.
"Shouldn't you be excited about the one-time wedding of a generation?"
From the tone of silence, he was really excited.
Ji Qiao Xi seriously thought about it, in such a long time with him, it is rare that he is so excited.
Does he really want to marry her?
Unable to understand him, she lifted the quilt, got out of bed and went to the bathroom.
When he came out again, he was still picking out his shirt and didn't seem to like it.
"Which one do you think is better?"
There are four or five suits over there. In fact, they are all pure black suits.
He has obsessive-compulsive disorder, which leads to the fact that these suits are all of the same brand, and the workmanship and materials are exactly the same. Only the neckline and hem styles are slightly different.
For jijosh, men's suits are all the same. She can't tell the difference at all.
What's the difference between one more pocket here and one less button there?
"Well, I think this one on you is very good..."
"That's it!"
People who choose dyslexia, after getting the best answer, are finally relieved.
"You sleep a little longer. I'll arrange for the make-up artist to come at eight, and your wedding dress will be delivered at eight..."
Silence arranged everything.
Ji Qiao Xi presses temple, "silent, I want a colleague in the company to do hair and make-up for me, how to say, is an acquaintance, his technology is also good, do you think it's ok?"
"No problem, just choose for yourself. But I've already ordered a make-up artist for you, and the money has been paid. She'll be here soon. You can make up for the two make-up artists by yourself. I have to go to the company to see how the float is. There is stewed soup in the kitchen. Have something to eat. I'll pack you some chocolates. If you're hungry, you can eat them in the car... "
There was a lot of silence, and he explained it very carefully.
But Geoffrey didn't listen much.
Half an hour later, he went out in silence, and Ji Qiaoyan called again.