My Mysterious Hubby, Good Night/C111 He Was Mumbling to Himself
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C111 He Was Mumbling to Himself

Hsiao Liang's reaction was fast enough. When he noticed that something was wrong with Soong Lengge's emotions, he quickly said, "Boss, there's a wedding photoshoot on Binhai Avenue. The wedding dress is a dragon service. There must be a lot of wedding dresses, and they are all international brands. I'm sure sister-in-law will be satisfied. "

"But boss, you and sister-in-law..."

Hsiao Liang finally woke up from his nap. The fire of gossip in his heart started to burn.

Oh my god, Soong Lengge was going to take sister-in-law to the wedding dress shop to try on the wedding dress, so the news must be so explosive.

Unfortunately, Soong Lengge didn't give Hsiao Liang the chance to continue gossiping. Before the latter could finish his words, Soong Lengge hung up the phone.

Hsiao Liang looked at the phone that had been hung up. He still had a lot of questions to ask.

On second thought, there seemed to be nothing else to ask. Normal people only needed to think about it and they would understand what was going on.

Hsiao Liang became excited. He had to be the best man for Boss's wedding.

He thought of himself as handsome and elegant...

Did he also need to buy a new set of formal attire? It was a good choice on Binhai Avenue.

When Yung Qianxia woke up early in the morning, she drank a lot of soup to regulate her body. Now that she had been running all the way, she was already dizzy and felt a little dizzy.

"Lengge, drive slowly." Ye Er said worriedly from behind.

Soong Lengge did not say anything, but he slowed down. He had been repairing the road this entire time, and he had already tried his best to drive at a low speed to keep it steady.

Through the rearview mirror, Soong Lengge could see Yung Qianxia's face was a little pale. He remembered that there was still some carsick medicine in his car, but he found nothing after searching for it.

The luxurious Hummer stopped by the roadside, attracting the attention of many people. Without saying anything, Soong Lengge opened the car door and got out of the car.

"Qianxia, do you feel better? Are you still carsick?" Ye Er was a little worried.

This Soong Lengge really was. There were a few pretty good wedding shops near his house. Why did he have to run so far?

"I don't usually get carsick. Maybe I ate too much in the morning." Yung Qianxia smiled apologetically.

She did not even have the strength to talk now. There was something in her stomach that she wanted to throw up, but she could not. It was very uncomfortable.

"I asked Lengge to buy you some water. It seems that you are not used to the old lady's soup." Ye Er was worried.

"Mom, I am fine."

This kind of feeling of being cared for made Yung Qianxia's heart warm up. She could not help but think of Su Yun.

Before he went to the army, even if he got off work late, he would still go to the hospital to take a look.

This time, she had not gone to the hospital for three or four days already. Su Yun did not call either, making her feel very guilty in her heart.

When Soong Lengge came back, not only did he have water in his hands, he also had carsick medicine.

"Take some first. Your physical fitness is really bad."

Yung Qianxia was originally a little touched. After all, she had not said anything yet. Soong Lengge had already helped her buy medicine. This kind of consideration was enough to make one's heart warm up. In the end, the second half of the sentence was like a bucket of cold water being poured on Yung Qianxia's forehead. What a cold heart.

"I think Qianxia ate too much in the morning."

Ye Er tried to smooth things over by the side.

Soong Lengge watched Yung Qianxia eat and then returned to the driver's seat. Through the rearview mirror, Soong Lengge said again, "Drink more water."

If not for Ye Er, Yung Qianxia really wanted to roll her eyes.

He was clearly concerned, but he had to make it sound like an order. This was not because he did not want to feel grateful at all.

After taking the medicine, Yung Qianxia felt that her head was becoming more and more dizzy. In the end, she directly fell asleep in the car.

Half an hour later, Soong Lengge finally drove to the Binhai Street that Hsiao Liang had mentioned. It was as if he had crossed three districts.

Hsiao Liang, who was also rushing over, couldn't help but sneeze a few times. He couldn't help but rub his nose, wondering who was scolding him. Could it be that the boss was in a bad mood?

"Let her sleep for a while. She probably hasn't slept well in the army."

Ye Er looked at Yung Qianxia's face with a gentle face and said with some heartache.

Soong Lengge did not say anything and raised the temperature in the car a little.

Actually on the way, Ye Er saw Soong Lengge's little actions and smiled in her heart.

Although her son looked very cold, he still cared about Yung Qianxia.

"You stay here and accompany Qianxia. I will go to the wedding shop first and help you eliminate a few families."

Ye Er looked at the long corridor outside. There were too many wedding gauze shops.

After Ye Er got off the car, Soong Lengge sat at the back.

Yung Qianxia's head was leaning against the window. Her eyes were closed and her lips were slightly pursed. It was unknown what good things she had encountered in her sleep. There seemed to be a trace of a smile at the corner of her mouth.

Sleeping in this position was definitely uncomfortable.

Soong Lengge did not hesitate at all and directly moved Yung Qianxia's body into his embrace.

Soong Lengge also changed his position and tried his best to let Yung Qianxia sleep better.

Yung Qianxia slightly moved and made a dissatisfied humph. Soong Lengge's heart also seemed to be lifted, but very quickly, Yung Qianxia's breathing became steady again.

Soong Lengge's facial expression also gradually relaxed. Looking at the sleeping face in front of him, it did not seem to be much different from when he was young.

There were some heroic sword-shaped eyebrows, a raised eye tail, a delicate and tall nose bridge, and a tender pink mouth.

When he was young, when he saw Yung Qianxia, she would still smile at him, entangling him to hug and kiss him.

On the contrary, the older they grew, the more unfamiliar their relationship became.

Yung Qianxia probably had long forgotten all of this.

Soong Lengge's somewhat rough hands lightly slid across Yung Qianxia's face. That kind of soft touch was like a freshly boiled white egg, white and tender.

With just that small movement, Soong Lengge felt that there was actually a reaction somewhere in his body.

He was somewhat dissatisfied. His self-control had always been very good. In Hsiao Liang's eyes, it was simply a heaven defying existence. However, ever since his relationship with Yung Qianxia had improved a step, he realized that there were some things that were not under his control.

Soong Lengge closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled, trying to restore his body to normal.

In the end, Yung Qianxia's action made Soong Lengge's body completely stiffen.

The sleeping Yung Qianxia did not even know what kind of outrageous thing she had done. One of her hands touched something strange, and then she tentatively touched it a few more times before pinching it again.

Even that pretty eyebrow also wrinkled. It was probably because she was somewhat puzzled.

"Yung Qianxia, we are here."

Soong Lengge pushed Yung Qianxia awake. This woman must have done it on purpose to embarrass him.

Yung Qianxia was sleeping soundly when she suddenly heard Soong Lengge's angry roar in her dreams. She immediately said with some dissatisfaction, "So annoying. Even sleeping and having a dream will be disturbed by you."

Soong Lengge's face became more and more ugly. His eyes were closed and his face was full of disdain. The way he muttered really made people angry.

Soong Lengge was not a person who would show compassion to women. At least not now.

"Yung Qianxia!"

Soong Lengge raised his voice again. His rough and hoarse voice contained traces of fury hidden in Soong Lengge's voice.

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