Chapter 166

"Not much..." Song Xiaoya is worried about what he's wrong with, and it's time to make him angry again, so she immediately begins to admit it.

The study was quiet again, and only two people held each other motionless.

"Have you had dinner yet?" Song Xiaoya suddenly thought of something, and then raised her face to ask him.

"Not yet." Song Xiaoya is not at home. He has no appetite at all, so he doesn't eat.

"Shall I ask the servant to prepare dinner for you?" Hearing that he didn't have dinner, song Xiaoya is a little distressed. She wants to arrange the kitchen to cook, but she is hugged tightly by Jiang Beichen and can't move at all.

"No more." Jiang Beichen is just a calm answer.

If he refuses to let go, song Xiaoya can't leave. Since he wants to hold her, let her hold her.

But it hasn't subsided. Why do you hold her so tightly?

"You'd better have some. It's bad for your health not to have dinner." She began to open the Tang Monk mode, painstakingly persuasion.

"Song Xiaoya, are you worried about me?" Jiang Beichen's expression suddenly a bright, suddenly lowers the head to ask her.

"Of course." Song Xiaoya answered him without thinking about it. If it wasn't for worrying about him, she wouldn't run back to the villa to see him now. Her father was still angry and couldn't care.

Although she knew that Jiang Beichen would not be in any danger, she could not help worrying that his answer was so direct and straightforward. As soon as Jiang Beichen was happy, she held her hand tightly.

She admitted that she was worried about him, which made him happy.

"Well, I'll go to dinner and take good care of you in the evening." Jiang Beichen buries his face in her hair, takes a deep breath, and then some tempting sounds ring in her ears.

If you are full, you will have the strength to do business at night!

Song Xiaoya didn't understand what he said at the beginning. She thought she had something to take care of. After thinking about it carefully, she realized what he meant by "taking care". She immediately got hot on her face and pushed him with her hand.

"I don't want any care..." For this kind of care he said, she said very speechless, and then discontented to break away from his hand holding her waist.

Every time he was "taken care of" to exhaustion, backache, repeatedly beg for mercy, he was willing to let her go!

Tired to death!

"No, no, it's your duty as a wife!" Ginger North Chen humed a, very disdain of say. Husband and wife obligation is necessary, she does not want to can not!

“……” Song Xiaoya is speechless, simply no longer arguing with him about this shameful topic.

In addition, to reason with such an overbearing man is a waste of saliva.

"It's too dark here. Let me turn on the light." She said suddenly, then ran to the wall and touched the switch.

"Don't turn on the light." Jiang Beichen's voice rings quickly, but at this time, song Xiaoya's hand has been put on the switch.

Pa -

the light in the study was lit up all of a sudden.

Inside the whole study, all of a sudden bright up, all things become clear up.

Song Xiaoya looks at the window where Jiang Beichen is standing in some consternation, and then understands why he didn't let her turn on the light just now. There is a small photo frame on the windowsill with a picture in it.

She looked at it in surprise, "she is..."

In the photo, a young woman is smiling. The photo is black and white background. It should be something of some age.

Is this woman his relative or something?

Jiang Beichen looks at the person in the photo, looks dark, and finally opens his lips. He says sadly, "she's my mother."

in fact, he doesn't want song Xiaoya to know more about his past things. For him, those things are just cold despair.

He didn't want her to see the pain he had experienced, the hatred in his heart.

A man should hold up a piece of sky alone, and let his woman bear the bitterness with him.

Hearing Jiang Beichen's words, song Xiaoya looks at the person in the photo in dismay, "then she is..."

"It's been years since I died." Jiang Beichen's eye color is low, showing unspeakable pain, but the tone is still calm.

"Sorry, I don't know..." Song Xiaoya is shocked and apologizes to him.

"It doesn't matter. It's been a long time." Jiang Beichen covers the photo frame on the windowsill. Then quickly take out the mobile phone, dial a phone number out.

"Get dinner ready and take it upstairs to the bedroom." He said to the other side of the phone.

Then he hung up the phone and walked to song Xiaoya, holding her waist, "let's go back to the bedroom."

"Well." She nodded, and then the two went out together, but when she came out of the study, she couldn't help looking back at the picture frame on the windowsill.She always feels that Jiang Beichen deliberately conceals things about his family.

This makes her very confused, suddenly in her heart some tangled, like twisted into a knot in one's heart, she is a little uncomfortable.

Soon, the servant sent the prepared dinner to the bedroom, just out of the pot, hot.

The chef saw that Jiang Beichen was not in a good mood today. He specially prepared several good dishes, including meat and vegetables, and made a soup, which was very rich.

"Young master, please use it." The servant put the food on the tea table in the bedroom, then turned and went out.

Just as the servant went out and closed the door, Jiang Beichen's eyes immediately stayed on Song Xiaoya's face and began to stare at her.

Song Xiaoya was a little hairy by him, she quickly touched her face with her hand, "what's the matter, I have something on my face?"

He motionless gaze, let song Xiaoya suddenly have a kind of not very good intuition, always feel that he has some bad idea in mind.

"Song Xiaoya, I'm tired. Feed me."

“……” Sure enough!

There are hands and feet, the body is not injured, there is no problem, why let her feed? But as soon as she thought that this afternoon had just made him angry, he might still be angry, so she had to swallow her refusal.

"I'll help you with the meal." She turned her eyes, then came forward and said with a smile.

Song Xiaoya quickly picked up the bowl and helped Jiang Beichen fill a bowl full of soup. Then she put it in front of him. She laughed at him and said, "drink some soup before dinner to warm your stomach."

Jiang Beichen reached for the bowl and began to drink it. After a while, most of the soup had been drunk by Jiang Beichen.

Song Xiaoya is very active and helps him to put the meal in the past, and then often gives him food.