Tan Yihan took her back to the bedroom, ready to put her down on the bed, but ye Miaomiao called to stop: "no, I don't want to sit on the bed, put me on the chair on the balcony, I want to blow the wind."
He frowned a little displeased: "it's a bit cold outside this time."
"I'm going to blow my hair, or you'll accompany me?"
The man reluctantly took her to the balcony, sitting on the rattan chair, holding her in his arms, like a daughter in the palm of his hand.
"Talking about Yihan, why are you so kind to me? I really feel guilty for what I did before dinner?"
The more kind the man is to her, the more flustered she is. She doesn't know why and can't say it.
Talking about Yihan playing with her long hair, it seems that she didn't blow dry just now, and it's a little wet: "because you are my woman, I'm not good to my own woman, do you want to show love to other people's women?"
Ye Miaomiao couldn't help laughing: "you really have no emotion. When ordinary women ask you this kind of words, it's for you to behave well. You're good. You're against me."
Talk about Yi cold silent a second: "that good, again."
She soon understood and coughed twice: "Why are you so nice to me?"
The man looked into her eyes and said seriously, "because I love you."
Ye Miaomiao is really stunned. She didn't expect that he would say these three words. After all, it's more difficult for Tan Yihan to say these three words than to go to heaven. She didn't hear these three words when she got married. She didn't expect to hear them now.
Look at her stunned appearance, half a day did not respond, talk about Yihan thought that his answer let her not satisfied.
"What? Is that not satisfactory? "
She smile, shook her head: "just did not expect that one day, you can also hear you say I love you these three words ah, not easy."
The man frowned: "can't I say these three words? There's nothing strange about it. "
He didn't say these three words, but he didn't reject what he often said to Ye Miaomiao in the future.
Ye Miaomiao: "I didn't say you can't say it, but, Sishao, are you emotional? These three words can only be spoken when they are deep in love, otherwise they are all false feelings
But she could tell the difference between the false and the true.
When talking about Yihan, he just said these three words, it's so natural that he doesn't have any discomfort. It seems that it's because he speaks so smoothly to the talents he likes.
"I thought you'd known about love, but you found out." Talk about Yi Han to smile for a while, the tone seems to hide a lot of disappointments.
She was stunned: "I..."
Tan Yihan holds her chin and looks directly into her eyes: "do you love me?"
She hesitated for a moment: "of course I love you, otherwise why would I marry you and have children?"
But she didn't know what she hesitated just now. It was like a thorn in Tan Yihan's heart. There was a touch of bitterness in his dark eyes.
"It's not voluntary for you to get married and have children. I forced you, didn't I?" In his impression, ye Miaomiao was not willing to marry him, nor was he happy to have children for him. He won them all by means.
On this thought, Tan Yihan feels even more upset because he doesn't understand what ye Miaomiao is thinking in his heart, so he will face that this woman always wants to leave him for no reason, making him feel insecure.
Ye Miaomiao put his arms around the man's neck and took the initiative to kiss the man's lips: "what are you thinking about? Then I have to be willing, or you can just force me to be a good prisoner?"
"Is it?" Obviously, he didn't believe Ye Miaomiao's words and said, "but you just hesitated. Don't say you didn't. I saw it and I felt it."
This man is really... Sensitive enough.
She laughed awkwardly: "husband, are you sure you want to care so much with your woman? I just hesitated for a moment. I want to better organize the language. Who is as straightforward as you
Tan Yihan: "what kind of sentiment do you have? After holding it for a long time, it seems that there is no innovation. "
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She really wanted to stop the man's mouth. When she wanted him to speak, she didn't have a word. When she didn't want him to speak, she had to pay attention to so many words.
"I'll say it again." Ye Miaomiao adjusted a posture and looked directly into the man's eyes: "husband, I love you very much. I love you forever. Can I love you for ten thousand years?"
The man's ruthless evaluation: "hypocritical, old-fashioned, vulgar."
Ye Miaomiao is so angry that he takes back his arms around his neck, sits in his arms, looks at the night sky on the balcony and doesn't want to talk to him.
Tan Yihan looks at her angry appearance. He can't help but smile and poke her soft cheek: "angry? Ignore me? "
"Don't you believe that I love you? Just think I don't love you and ignore you." She was just angry with him.
Tan Yihan forced to straighten her small face, solemnly told her: "no, you must love me, you are married to me, you don't love me, who do you want to love? You have no choice. "
"Look at how overbearing you are. Since I have to love you no matter what I say, why do you care if I hesitate?"
Talk about Yi Han lost his voice to smile for a while, as if in ridicule their own childishness, love this matter, it seems that anyone can not escape the word childishness.
Yes, anyway, this woman is staying by his side now. She is his legal spouse and has given birth to a son. What's the meaning of caring about her hesitation.
"Well, I'm wrong, eh?"
Ye Miaomiao finds out that he has become so good now. He is not like the cruel tyrant before. Now he will admit his mistake and bow to her. He doesn't want to have a cold war with her.
Maybe it was the cold war that exhausted him?
"It's good to know your mistakes. You seem to have a good temper recently. Did I make you better?" She had a sweet smile, like a taste of ripe litchi.
Looking at her lovely and sweet smile, Tan Yihan also followed: "of course, it's you, otherwise who dares to change me?"
She agrees. It's true. Who dares to give advice to tan Yihan? Only she dares to lose her temper with Tan Yihan.
"Yihan, I'll make breakfast for you tomorrow." She touched the man's head, slender fingers through his short hair, very comfortable, although they use a brand of shampoo.
The man slightly frowned, funny looking at her: "what do you call me?"
"Isn't your name Tan Yihan? Why, I can't call you Yihan. "
"No, no one ever called me that." No one really called it that, so it made him feel a little uncomfortable.