Chapter 122 Other Women Are Just like Men to Me (2)

Chapter 122 other women are just like a man to me (2)

"Su Ran!" Before she could finish her sentence, Song Tingyu interrupted her. He narrowed his eyes and leaned closer. The tip of his nose was pointed at her nose, "I want you. It's not that cold. There's nothing to communicate with. I just want you. I can't react to anything else..."

"Nonsense." Su Ran frowned, "Didn't you get along with Bai Zhirui before? Why not? Before Bai Zhirui, there were other women..."

"That's because I haven't met you yet."

"You're married to me and you're still with baizhirui." Su Ran smiled.

"That's because I haven't really gotten along with you." He lowered his head and bit her earlobe, "After spending time with you, I think other women are just like a man to me..."

Su Ran looked at him in a daze. It was undeniable that she felt comfortable and happy when she said this.

"Really?"

"Really."

Su Ran's mouth slightly raised, "But if you don't need it, can you hold it for too long?"

"Yes, yes, but of course..." The smile on Song Tingyu's lips was obviously malicious, "But it would be better if you could help me, wouldn't it?"

"I know you can do it, so keep holding it in." Su ran patted him on the shoulder and lay down on the bed, "I'm asleep. Don't disturb me. Even if I don't sleep, your daughter will sleep. If you don't need anything from Tian Mi, put it there. I'll ask her to return it tomorrow."

"You just fell asleep?"

Song Tingyu was stunned.

Su Ran turned his back to him, didn't even bother to say anything, and waved his hand.

Song Tingyu, of course, had no place to vent his anger. When he saw the scissors on the carpet, he took them and cut the doll three or two times and threw them on the floor.

Seeing that su ran was sleeping soundly, he did nothing more and went to the bathroom to take a bath.

Of course, in the middle of winter, he took a cold shower.

When Su Ran woke up in the morning, she found the broken doll cut by Song Tingyu on the ground with scissors thrown on the ground.

She went to pick up these pieces and shook her head, sighing. What a pity.

She put the dolls in the cardboard box again, ready to give them to Tian Mi later and give them back to her.

She went downstairs, and Song Tingyu came down after her. Her face was obviously not right. Before she could ask, Shen Jing said, "Trial, what's wrong with you? You look so pale."

"Nothing." Song Tingyu waved his hand, "I'm not eating breakfast. There's something else at work."

Song Tingyu said, took the car keys and left.

Shen Jing looked at Su Ran again, "What's wrong with Trial? Don't you know?"

Su Ran slept early last night. When he woke up in the morning, he was still asleep. When he came down, he went to the bathroom, so he didn't see him much. Just now, she also felt that his face was not right.

She shook her head.

"How did you become a wife?"

This was not the first time Su Ran had heard this from Shen Jing. She had just said it to her two days ago.

"Shen Jing, you seem to be the least qualified to say that, right?"

A voice rang out, and Su Ran was a little surprised to hear it, because it was not what Madam song said, but what Song Mingxuan, who had never been in charge of anything, said.

When he said this, his eyes and voice were full of sarcasm.

Song Mingxuan didn't seem to pay much attention to the family and Shen Jing. No matter what they said, he didn't seem to interrupt much. But today, he suddenly said something like that.

Shen Jing's face was extremely hard to see. She wanted to endure it, but she couldn't. She stood up, pointed at Song Mingxuan and said angrily, "Song Mingxuan, you know best how I am a wife! Do you think I don't want to care about you? I don't want to be nice to you, but have you ever cared about me? Your mind is focused on a dead person! Have you ever cared about my feelings? I've been married to you for more than 20 years, but ask yourself, when did you see me? In your heart, I can't even compare to a dead person's hair..."

"Shen Jing!" Song Mingxuan's handsome face was as cold as ice, and he threw the knife and fork back at the table.

Su Ran had never seen Song Mingxuan like this before. She thought Song Mingxuan had always been the kind of person she had seen before. She had no temper and didn't care much about anything.

But it wasn't.

At least now, he saw Song Tingyu in him.

Shen Jing was actually a little scared, but he still refused to admit defeat and snorted coldly, "Song Mingxuan, am I wrong?"

"Have you said enough?" Madam song's stern voice rang out and she patted the table, "What are you doing standing up? Sit down and argue in front of the younger generation. Isn't that embarrassing enough?"

Shen Jing sat down angrily, but song mingxuan left with a cold face.

Shen Jing watched him leave without even looking at himself and felt sad. In a woman's life, what she really wanted was very simple. It was just that the man she loved was also in love with her, but she fell in love with a man who didn't have a heart. No, it can't be said that he didn't have a heart. His heart just couldn't be found. No matter what she did, it couldn't be found...

She began to cry.

Madam song did not stop her, but said to su ran, "Ran Ran, take Vichy up."

Su ran nodded. She could not intervene in the matters of her elders. Madam song's attitude clearly did not want her to know too much.

She carried Song Weixi upstairs, and Shen Jing's cries and Madam song's voices came intermittently from behind. She didn't listen carefully, so she didn't hear what they were talking about.

Su Ran thought Song Weixi hadn't been out for a long time and wanted to take him out, but the little guy said he was going to play with his friends.

Seeing that he was in such a hurry to go, Su Ran thought that he had met a new friend, and only when he asked did he know that he was going to xi nuan's house.

Su Ran was puzzled. Didn't Song Weixi always go to xi nuan's house very rarely? He always said that Xi Nuannuan loved to cry and he didn't like to be with her. What happened now?

"Xi nuan has a little friend at home..."

Su Ran smiled and said, "Boy or girl?"

"Boy."

"Oh~~" Su Ran suddenly understood everything, "So it's a boy..."

"Mom!" Song Weixi wrinkled his little nose.

Su Ran did not expose him, dressed him in thick clothes and dragged him out the door, "What's the boy's name? Have you seen him?"

"No, but I've heard from Xi Nuannuan. It's called Lu Jingchen."