Chapter 262

Tang Ning pushes the door to come in, and with a fine anger, Song Jin, who is familiar with her, understands it all at once.

"What's the matter?"

"That good sister of yours is so cruel."

"How is father now?"

"It's better to finish the matter as soon as possible and pick him up as soon as possible."

Song Jin wanted to speed up the plan in the car, but she couldn't find the evidence, and she was also very distressed.

"When I left, his mood had stabilized, and I don't know if he would lose control again."

"Why?"

"My uncle was very angry when he knew that Su Yirou had sold the royal family."

Sometimes conscious and sometimes confused father, after knowing it will definitely burst out, that is his life's hard work.

"Downing, I want to see him."

"It will explode."

"But I'd love to see it."

"Xiaojin, now is not the time."

Downing is sure to stop her. The plan has come to the present stage. There can't be any mistakes.

"Don't worry, uncle. I'll watch it."

"What about Su Yirou?"

"I'm afraid she doesn't have much time. She seems very busy."

"I'm busy with my career, and I want to get my daughter out."

"Is that too much evil?"

Downing doesn't have a good impression on Su Yirou. He doesn't only treat Yimu badly, but also doesn't treat her parents well. He doesn't know how to repay her kindness.

"Downing, you should take good care of my father's health. You'd better find a doctor to examine him."

"Well, that's what I mean. I'll go again tomorrow."

"Good."

Song Jin, the doctor, will contact her. When the time comes, she will go with downing. What's hateful is that she can't go to see him now. She's very depressed and shows it all on her face.

Downing saw clearly, reached out to comfort her: "don't worry, I'll take care of it, I'll tell you anything."

Even so, she couldn't get rid of her worry. Even when she went back to her old house, she still had a worried look on her face. Lu Nancheng came back early, didn't go upstairs, sat in the living room waiting for her, and looked outside several times.

After she entered the door, she saw a distressed face of her, listless carrying a bag, passing him wantonly, walking upstairs, was stopped by him.

"Back?"

"Well."

She did not stop, continue to go up, Lu Nancheng do not know who she met today? It's what it is now.

"In a bad mood?"

"No, I'm tired."

Song Jin thought about things in her heart. She didn't want to talk to him. She turned and went upstairs. Lu Nancheng followed her closely.

She walked slowly, but he quickly caught up with her, put his hand on her shoulder, and dragged her into his arms.

"Now that you're tired, go and have a rest."

"Well, I'll take a bath."

Song Jin entered the bedroom, and then went into the bathroom. Lu Nancheng's tall body stood at the door, listening to the clattering sound of water inside, pondering carefully.

He looked at her cell phone on the coffee table. As long as he opened it, he might know a lot of things, but he kept suppressing them.

Lu Nancheng doesn't know what happened to him. Now they are more like a kind of balance. Once something happens, it will be completely broken. What will happen to them then? He had no idea.

He listened to the clatter of water, and his thoughts floated far away until she came out and was immediately pulled back.

Song Jin comes out with wet black hair. The water drops from the top of her hair flow down her neck and into her chest, almost wetting her clothes. He immediately strides in and takes a towel to wrap it.

The old aunt sat on the bed, her eyes slightly lifted and glanced, and continued to frown.

Lu Nancheng is considerate to her black hair, but also took out the hair dryer.

"I'll do it myself."

"Let me do it."

As long as she thinks of her crazy father lying in the sanatorium, she can't be in a high mood, and her eyes are even red. But she must resist in front of Lu Nancheng, or she will be seen by him.

Song Jin had to pull out a pale smile and put her hand around his waist to bury her face.

Her sticky appearance fell in Lu Nancheng's eyes, patting her on the back gently: "blow dry your hair and go to bed."

"Well, good."

Her voice is low, seems to be in coquetry, so Song Jin a soft, and in the past small smart look is very different, but still is the way he likes.

His big hand was gently inserted in her black hair. Soon after blowing, she tilted and got into the quilt.

She leaned over, a little ball protruding in the quilt, very lovely, he also turned into the bathroom.

After he went in, Song Jin sent a few messages to the private detective. After talking about the matter, he got into the quilt again before he came out. Soon, his warm body also got into the quilt.The night of late autumn has been a bit cool, since waking up, she is particularly cold, even in summer can not resist, let alone in late autumn.

Lu Nancheng felt that her hands and feet were cold. Even if she had been in bed for such a long time, there was no temperature. He moved his heart and immediately put her in his arms, warming her body with his own temperature.

Song Jin didn't fall asleep at all. She rolled in with her. There was a faint smell of shower gel on her body, lingering on the tip of her nose. She wanted to be closer.

Lu Nancheng also noticed that she was close to her and held her more tightly. She bowed her head and gently kissed her hair.

He knew she wasn't asleep, just closed her eyes.

"Xiaojin."

He called low, Song Jin hum voice, the body moved in his arms.

"Our wedding date is near again."

She knew that the wedding date was just a few months after the year, which was a very auspicious day.

"There are not many months left, so we can start thinking about children."

Almost in his voice down, nest in his arms Song Jin body rigid, originally closed eyes is completely open, sleepy moment.

Without her response, Lu Nancheng continued: "do you like children?"

Song Jin finally moved his stiff body, rolled out of his arms and squeezed her fingers slightly.

"Nancheng, do you like children?"

"Average."

"I feel like a child."

Her answer is tantamount to an indirect refusal. Lu Nancheng knows that she doesn't want to have children, and maybe it's not as important for this relationship as he thinks.

His heart is full of time and space. It seems that there is wind whistling in it.

Song Jin turned over and turned her back to him. Her mind was full of Lu Nancheng's desire to have a baby with her. This is really playing with eggs. I'm afraid the old aunt can't give birth.

Although Dr. Song told her that everything was normal, she had been frozen for so long.

She tangled in the dark, Lu Nancheng see she is not talking, the heart is like falling into the ice.

"Wait, you're still young."

"Well."

Song Jin did not dare to say that she was an old aunt. She turned over to hold him, but saw that he also turned around and seemed angry.

She gently tugged at his clothes: "aren't you happy?"

"No

"Well, let's wait."

She was waiting for the day when the truth came out, and he probably would not have such an idea.