Chapter 527

When Ning Huan came out with a bath towel and a hair dryer, Shen Shiyuan was looking at the heavy rain outside the window.

She stood behind him, looked at him, pursed her lips, and called him: "three little?"

Hearing her voice, Shen Shiyuan glanced at her, and then he lay down on the sofa: "come on, Mrs. Shen."

Ning Huan smiles, walks over and sits down on the right side of the sofa, then puts his head on his thigh.

She wiped his hair with a towel before turning on the blower to dry it.

Neither of them spoke. The room was quiet except for the "boom" sound of the hair dryer.

Ning Huan plucked his broken hair, "three little, your hair is long."

But he didn't respond to her. She thought that the sound of the hair dryer was too loud, and she didn't speak any more.

Soon, Shen Shiyuan's hair was almost dry.

Ning Huan closed the hair dryer and called him: "three little?"

The man on her lap still didn't speak. She looked down and found that Shen Shiyuan had fallen asleep.

Ning Huan looks down at Shen Shiyuan who has fallen asleep. His eyebrows are closed tightly, and he doesn't know what to think of. He frowns slightly.

She pursed her lips, put the hair dryer away, and carefully bent over to take the blanket from the opposite sofa and cover him.

It's still raining outside, as if it won't stop at all.

Ning Huan side head looking, think of Shen Dongcheng buried that day, he seems to be like this, standing downstairs in the rain.

She didn't know how there could be such a selfish person in this world.

Selfish in life, selfish after death.

Where did Shen Dongcheng come from? He asked to be buried near Shen Junling and his wife.

If possible, she really wants to ask Shen Dongcheng.

But it's impossible, and it's impossible to heal the wound in Shen Shiyuan's heart.

The room became more and more quiet. Gradually, there were only two people breathing.

When Ning Huan woke up, it was already dark outside.

She moved and found that she didn't know when she was carried to the bed.

She subconsciously sat up, looking for Shen Shiyuan: "three less?"

Shen Shiyuan, who was on the phone, heard her voice and walked in with her legs raised. "What's the matter, baby?"

Ning Huan looked at him and shook his head for a long time: "nothing. What time is it?"

"It's over five." He said, pause, raised his hand to dial her forehead broken hair: "hungry?"

He didn't say it was OK. As soon as he said it, Ning Huan felt that his stomach was very empty.

When she went to see Shen Shiyuan, it was just over ten o'clock, and she didn't have time for lunch.

After they came back, they fell asleep after drinking a bowl of ginger soup for more than three hours.

She nodded, "hungry."

Shen Shiyuan looked at her and laughed: "come down to eat."

Shen Shiyuan didn't tell her about Shen Junyu, nor did Ning Huan.

About Shen Junyu, Shen Shiyuan didn't let Lin Zhiyuan stop the media, so what is reported in the news is basically enough for Ning Huan to understand the whole story.

She followed him downstairs, and the table in the dining room was ready for dinner.

Ning Huan hasn't eaten for seven or eight hours. Now he is really hungry.

Shen Shiyuan scooped a bowl of soup for her: "drink soup first."

"Good."

At the end of September, a city has gradually had the atmosphere of autumn. As soon as the sun gets dark, the temperature is a little cool.

Ning Huan just woke up, people feel a little cold, a bowl of soup down, the whole person is hot.

They didn't talk much at dinner, and the dinner was very quiet.

Shen Shiyuan helps her to pick vegetables from time to time. It seems that there is no change as usual.

The noon rain didn't stop until evening. Shen Shiyuan stood in front of the balcony guardrail, holding an unlit cigarette in his hand.

Ning Huan put down his hair, raised his legs and walked behind him, reached out and hugged him from behind: "three little."

He moved slightly, raised his hand and threw the cigarette into the garbage can. Then he reached out and touched her hands clasped in front of him.

"It's all over."

"Well, it's all over."

He answered, then turned and looked down at her with a smile. "I still owe Mrs. Shen a wedding."

Ning Huan wanted to comfort him, but he suddenly mentioned it.

She was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to say.

He held the man in his arms and rubbed his chin against her head: "what kind of wedding does the baby like? Chinese style or western style? What kind of style? "

He asked several questions at a time. Ning Huan really didn't know how to answer him, so he had to hold him tightly and avoid his questions in his arms.Shen Shiyuan looked down at the person in his arms, laughed softly, raised his hand and rubbed her head: "I know what kind of wedding the baby wants."

Hearing his words, Ning Huan was a little curious, "what kind of wedding do I want?"

Every woman may have fantasized about the wedding, but for Ning Huan, it was really far away for her.

In fact, she lived a very realistic life, so she never thought about it.

Later, she married Shen Shiyuan, which was unexpected enough. Before they even had time to hold the wedding, the Shen family had a series of events.

Until now, the Shen family has come to an end.

But there is also Dongcheng pit. Shen Dongcheng left Shen Shiyuan's pit, and Shen Shiyuan had to fill it.

She knew Shen Shiyuan would give her a wedding. She just didn't expect it to be so soon.

Now he says he knows what kind of wedding she wants. She doesn't even know herself, but he does.

Shen Shiyuan picked an eyebrow and looked at her with a smile: "you want to have my wedding."

Ning Huan face a hot, can't help but smile: "three less, how do you face so thick?"

She wanted to ask this question all the time. She had known him for more than a year, but now she asked.

Shen Shiyuan snorted: "if you are not cheeky, you may not be Mrs. Shen now."

I have to say that Shen Shiyuan is quite self-conscious.

"Ning Huan, I'll be fine."

He raised hand to rub her head suddenly, rather Huan hears his words, Leng for a while, look up to him: "I know."

She knows, this is Shen San Shao, what thing can't survive.

"Ah -"

as soon as his voice dropped, he suddenly picked her up. Ning Huan couldn't help but cry. He put his hand around his neck. He held her in his arms and put her on the bed. He put his hands on her side and looked down at her: "do you know what I want to do now?"

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