Chen Muqing: "I have never thought of myself as a generous person. When I met you, I realized that I am not only narrow-minded and defensive, but also jealous. But what is so good about me that you hold on to me like this."
Lin Ziyu paused for a moment without saying a word. He hung up his hat, took off his military jacket and loosened his tie. After completing this series of actions in an orderly manner, he turned around and walked towards Chen Muqing, who was lying on the sofa:
"What did you read today?" Since Chen Muqing was pregnant and idle at home, he often suddenly asked some questions that he had never asked before. At first, Lin Ziyu would be frightened when he encountered such questions. He even felt that he would fall into the hands of the enemy and be tortured. Later, there were more such attacks, and Lin Ziyu slowly figured out his ideas. It all originated from the romance novel in Chen Muqing's hand.
""The Overbearing President Caught Me"." Chen Muqing closed the book in his hand and sat up with one hand on his hands.
"Well, tell me what you said?" Lin Ziyu walked to Chen Muqing and sat down, holding her shoulders and smoothing Chen Muqing's messy hair.
"Don't want."