One Thousand Four Hundred and Twenty-Five Love and Marriage (Part 2)

As he spoke, his warm palm reached over and covered her lower abdomen.

Song Zhixing was embarrassed, and her long fingers tapped the back of his hand leisurely, "Mr. Tang, you are working hard enough now."

If she worked harder, she would be squeezed dry by him every day.

"Not enough."

She turned slightly to the side, looked at him face to face, and said seriously, "Second Uncle, it is said on the Internet that men will slowly go downhill at the age of 30. If they don't know how to restrain themselves, this downhill road will go faster. When the time comes..."

Tang Yu turned his face and smiled, "Then tonight you will know whether a 30-year-old man is going downhill or uphill."

Although he sounded very gentle, he was full of danger.

"..." Song Zhixing looked at that look and felt overwhelmed. She felt like she had provoked him. Hmm~ It is said that men's ability in that aspect cannot be challenged! Now, it seems that she has touched the tiger's whiskers.

Tang Yu's car, as usual, drove directly to the door of the company. Employees who come and go can't help but stop and watch curiously. At first, everyone was very curious about Song Zhixing's identity. Later, the fact that she was the president's wife had spread all over the world. Now everyone is no longer curious, but just stops to appreciate the deep love between the couple.

"I'll get off first." Song Zhixing unbuckled her seat belt. From being uncomfortable with being watched at first, she now accepts it calmly. She knows that Tang Yu made a big fuss to let the whole world know about their relationship at the beginning just to shut up those who called her "shameless". Now they are a real legitimate couple.

"Wait." Before she pushed open the door, Tang Yu held her hand. Song Zhixing looked back at him.

"We are getting married today. Have you forgotten something?"

"Wedding?" She sat up straight and thought seriously, "Doesn't your father still not agree that we are together? So, I think the wedding..."

"As for the wedding, you just need to attend, you don't have to think about it."

"What else?"

Tang Yu stretched out his hand in front of her. Looking at the bare long finger, Song Zhixing suddenly realized, "Ring. But, shouldn't you prepare it?"

"I didn't expect you to." Tang Yu grabbed her delicate hand. He took out the ring from somewhere, and under her surprised and happy eyes,

slowly circled it on her ring finger.

She moved her hand closer, looked and touched it again and again.

"Is it the same ring as before?"

"Yeah."

"But, I clearly saw you throw it away at the airport last time."

"Fake move." Tang Yu replied naturally, imitating her words, "It's so expensive, wouldn't it be a pity to throw it away?"

Song Zhixing smiled, and after he handed over the men's ring, she also put it on him sacredly. Before getting off the car, she couldn't help but lean into the car, "Second uncle, you picked it up again, just admit it, I won't laugh at you."

"..."Tang Yu was speechless.

This little girl!

Song Zhixing waved to him very happily, and while walking, she was still looking at the ring on her hand, obviously loving it very much.

Tang Yu couldn't help but smile, and lowered the car window to remind him, "Walk carefully and watch the ground."

Song Zhixing nodded obediently, and he drove the car into the underground garage.

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That night.

Song Zhixing was indeed punished for what she said during the day, "Things go downhill at 30." As a result, after having backaches, Tang Yu laughed at her: Although men go downhill at 30, Xingxing, you have been physically exhausted since you were 20. You need to make up for it.

Woo~

No matter how good your energy is, you can't stand his super strong fighting power and continuous demands.

Song Zhixing could see that Tang Yu really wanted a child. So, he really worked hard on this matter. However, she didn't get the result for several consecutive months.

In the morning, she looked at the red line on the pregnancy test stick and was particularly frustrated. This frustration was not just because the result did not meet her expectations, but because she didn't want to see Tang Yu disappointed again. She sat on the toilet lid, worrying about how to tell him that she was still not pregnant.

She sat there for half an hour. Until the door of the bathroom was knocked, his voice rang out: "Xingxing, why haven't you come out yet? If you don't leave now, you'll be late."

"Yeah, right away." Her voice was a little weak. She threw the pregnancy test stick into the trash can beside her weakly.

Tang Yu could hear that her tone was wrong, so he pushed the door open and came in. Seeing her droopy face, he knew without looking at the result.

"Where do you feel uncomfortable? You sound listless."

Song Zhixing sat on the toilet, looking up at him with her watery eyes, pouting, opening her hands, asking for a hug like a child. Tang Yu walked over, lifted her up from the toilet, and walked into the room, "How could you sit on the toilet for half an hour? Did you brush your teeth?"

"Yes. I did." Song Zhixing hugged his neck with both hands, looking at him apologetically, "Still no."

"No, then no. Isn't it good to live in a world of two people now? Why do you have to give birth to a little light bulb so quickly?" Tang Yu asked her to sit on the bed.

"But you really want a child." She was still very depressed.

"Who told you that I really want a child?" Tang Yu pinched her face, "I wanted you to have a child so much before because I was afraid that you would really walk away. Now you are my legal wife, you I can’t leave even if I want to, so it doesn’t matter if the baby is born or when.”

"Stop comforting me." She squeezed his hand, "You have been working so hard to get me pregnant."

Tang Yu looked at her funny. Hearing her words, he really didn't know whether to laugh or be angry. "I work so hard, you don't really think I'm just trying to make a baby, right?"

Song Zhixing blinked.

"Idiot, I just want to have sex with you and have a baby by the way." Tang Yu lowered his voice, leaned over and kissed her on the lips. "I haven't touched you in three years. Do you think I can't work hard?"

Song Zhixing's face turned red after what he said. After a long while, he muttered: "But I want a child."

"You don't have to put too much pressure on yourself, just let it go." Tang Yu reassured her, "The building project has been completed recently, and you are under so much pressure from work, so it is reasonable for you to not have children for the time being. When you are finished with your work, you will officially resign. It’s not too late to get pregnant again when you return to Jucheng.”

Song Zhixing felt that Tang Yu was right. Well, she must have been too nervous and stressed, so she kept silent. Check back later! You can definitely get pregnant!

She comforted herself like this and looked at Tang Yu. He really didn't seem disappointed or depressed, and her mood improved slightly.