The moonlight is bright, the night is dim, and in the quiet mountain forest, the sound of wind, water, insects, and all kinds of sounds are going on in harmony, which is particularly comfortable to listen to.
The temperature dropped sharply at night, and the clothes worn during the day were no longer enough to keep out the cold. Rong Chuqin hugged her tightly with his arms, getting tighter and tighter.
"Okay, don't be angry. I really don't know what Zhou Xiao is thinking, but my position is clear. I won't want anyone except you."
Although the weather was very cold, Song Tang felt waves of warmth rushing from his body to her, making her frozen heart melt little by little. This was the warmth he gave her.
In such a night, such a scene, Rong Chuqin saw that she no longer resisted, so he took her face and slowly brought it to her mouth.
Suddenly, a cell phone ringing interrupted the warmth of this scene.
Song Tang pushed his face away and went to get the phone.
Rong Chuqin saw the phone screen, snorted coldly, gritted his teeth and said: "Ah, Cheng Lan, this light bulb, she is still addicted, right?! She left quietly, I thought she was enlightened, now I am disturbing my good business.
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Song Tang stood on tiptoes, pecked his lips, and then answered the phone as if nothing had happened, "Hello?"
Rong Chuqin was so happy that he subconsciously licked his lips with the tip of his tongue. This was an unsolicited kiss from his wife.
He stared down at her, looking very worthless.
"Tangtang, ahhhhh~~~~" Cheng Lan screamed on the other end of the phone.
"What? Don't shout, just say it properly."
"Tangtang, what a fate, what a great fate."
Rong Chuqin heard the noisy voice on the phone. If his wife hadn't been pregnant, he would have hung up the phone. What was he talking about?
"Are you with Xiaorong now?"
"Um."
Rong Chuqin: Hmm? Xiaorong? Me?
"Hahahaha, then ask him if he always went to the orphanage to play with us when he was a child."
Song Tang looked at Rong Chuqin in surprise, his face full of shock.
"He is a member of our five-person group, Chu Dasha."
"Ahem..." Rong Chuqin was shot inexplicably and couldn't help shouting, "Who is Dasha Chu?!"
This nickname was even more unacceptable to him than Xiao Rong.
As soon as he heard this voice, Cheng Lan shouted on the other end of the phone: "Brother Dasha, you said you wanted to marry a mute as your wife when you grow up, do you remember?"
"Hahahaha, Tangtang is the little mute, and the little mute is Tangtang. Your childhood wish has come true."
Rong Chuqin was stunned for two or three seconds, and then he was ecstatic. The huge surprise suddenly enveloped him, making him so excited that his brain froze and his language system collapsed for a time.
It's not that he didn't expect this coincidence. Song Tang had stayed in an orphanage when he was a child, and the time was consistent. Maybe it was the orphanage where his aunt was the director. However, he never expected that Song Tang would be the little mute back then.
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The two hung up the phone, held hands and ran directly to Chu Tao's house.
As soon as Chu Tao saw the little mute, she asked, "Can you speak now?"
Song Tang shouted to her loudly, "Mom Tao."
"Hey!" Chu Tao held Song Tang's hand excitedly and asked with concern, "Is your illness... cured?"
It has been twenty years, and there has been no contact at all, but the dean's mother still remembers her. Song Tang nodded and said: "Okay, everything is okay."
Chu Tao looked at Song Tang and then at Rong Chuqin. They were both strangers, but they were old acquaintances.
After that, there was a small talk after the reunion. Everyone was surprised and pleasantly surprised.
Song Tang was as excited as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood. He was still very excited when he returned to the room. The joy of reunion had already overshadowed his jealousy towards Zhou Xiao.
"Oh my god, I really didn't expect it." When she looked back at the man, her eyes were filled with light, "Chu Dasha turns out to be you."
Rong Chuqin was speechless, "You all go behind my back and give me unpleasant nicknames."
"Nothing sounds bad, these are all nicknames, Dasha and Xiaorong, each one is closer than the other."
"..."
In the past, the four of them were a small group in the orphanage. Rong Chuqin only followed his mother to the orphanage on weekends and was considered a non-staff member of this small group.
At that time, he liked the little mute very much. He simply liked her beauty. Every time he went there, he would bring her gifts, either paper cranes folded by himself, lollipops as a reward in the class, or picks on the road.
of beautiful little flowers.
He always said that when he grows up, he will marry a little mute.
They come to play with him, but he doesn't want to. He just likes to stay with the little mute, making faces, doing tricks, telling stories, singing, and trying every means to make the little mute laugh.
But his friends all laughed at him and called him Chu Dasha in private.
Chu Dasha and Little Mute.
Looking back now, Rong Chuqin said with emotion: "At that time, my mother told me that you and your parents had a car accident on the mountain. Your parents were gone and you were the only one left. You were so scared that you couldn't speak. I thought you
Why are you so pitiful, even more pitiful than me? I just want to make you happy and make you forget the pain of losing your parents, talk quickly, and find other relatives quickly."
Song Tang turned around and took the initiative to hug him. She hooked her hands around his neck, pressed her face into the crook of his neck, and held him very intimately.
"Thank you. It turns out that you have been keeping me warm all this time."
Just saying thank you seemed too pale, so Song Tang stood on tiptoes, hooked his neck, and took the initiative to kiss him on the cheek.
For Rong Chuqin, this was undoubtedly the greatest affirmation, and excitement immediately penetrated his mind and surged throughout his body.
When her lips left, he pursued her again and kissed her directly.
Since getting married, he has been the one taking the initiative in this regard, and she rarely responds to him, but today, it was her who took the initiative.
"Are you very excited today?"
"Don't talk." Just do it.
Rong Chuqin's eyes were full of doting, "Okay..."
At the same time, on the other side, Cheng Lan also returned to his residence.
The whole villa is very quiet, the first floor is completely dark, night lights are on at the stairs, and lights are still on in the small hall above.
She thought that everyone must have gone back to their rooms.
So, she moved softly and quietly, and walked upstairs quietly.
When she went up to the second floor, it was just as she thought. The small hall was empty, the TV was turned off, and only two downlights were on, as if they were specially reserved for her.
She thought to herself: These high-ranking young men and young ladies are not so difficult to get along with.
She turned off the light, not knowing whether her roommate Lu Xinmiao was asleep, and walked gently to her room.
As soon as she reached the door, the door of the room opposite suddenly opened, and a huge black shadow suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.
"Ho, you want to scare me to death?" Cheng Lan lowered his voice and said, "Mr. Fu, what are you doing, not turning on the lights?" This chapter has been completed!