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It was a bouquet of beautiful Juliet roses, evidently freshly picked, the blossoms still stained with water droplets.

Mom used to love this kind of rose. Sometimes when he missed her, he would go to the glass greenhouse and stay there for a long time. Now, he finally had the chance to give it to her personally.

Jiang Tingxia was very surprised. After taking the rose, she stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the forehead, "Thank you, baby."

The arrogant young master was stunned. The next second, his face turned red and he ran away, covering his forehead.

Jiang Tingxia chuckled, took the flowers back to the room, found a vase to put the roses in, sniffed them, and placed them in a conspicuous place at the head of the bed.

Pei Yanzhou slept until evening.

He opened his eyes, sat up suddenly in bed, and looked to the side, "Xia Xia!"

The woman he had never stopped missing all these years sat beside the bed and smiled at him, "I'm here."

Pei Yanzhou stared at her straight, and his heart finally settled down.

She didn't lie to him, she was really still there.

Jiang Tingxia reached out and touched his forehead. Good, the fever was gone.

Pei Yanzhou took her hand and kissed it on his lips, "Xia Xia, thank you for not lying to me."

"When have I ever lied to you? But you don't trust me at all. You don't even recognize your own wife. I'm very disappointed in you!"

Disappointed?

These two words really hit Pei Yanzhou hard. He quickly said, "I'm sorry, it's my fault. Don't be angry, okay? I'll do anything you ask me to do."

"Really?" Jiang Tingxia smiled playfully, "Then I'll have to think carefully about how to punish you!"

He immediately agreed, "Okay, you can punish me however you want, as long as you like. And... don't leave me again."

After the huge surprise, he began to worry about gains and losses, fearing that all this would eventually be just an illusory dream, so Pei Yanzhou still couldn't relax.

Now that she is back, he can't lose her again. Otherwise, he will really go crazy!

At dinner time, Pei Zhili, who was usually nowhere to be seen, sat at the dining table for the first time. While waiting for Jiang Tingxia to come down, he reached out and touched his forehead, and his ears turned red again.

He is already a grown man, but she still treats him like a child. But, perhaps only his mother will always treat him like a child.

After a while, Jiang Tingxia came down from the stairs, and Pei Zhili's eyes lit up.

However, when he saw that she came down with Pei Yanzhou, the light disappeared, replaced by anger and unwillingness.

The dinner was quite sumptuous, and all the dishes were specially ordered by Pei Yanzhou.

Seeing the table full of his favorite food, Jiang Tingxia felt a little warm in his heart again.

It feels so good to be remembered by others.

Pei Yanzhou picked up a lot of food for her, and Jiang Tingxia also picked up food for him, "Don't just pick food for me, eat more too, you've become so skinny."

Pei Yanzhou looked at her smiling face so close to him, and couldn't bear to look away. "Okay."

Seeing his gloomy eyes, Pei Zhili lost all mood to eat and poked the rice in the bowl with his chopsticks.

Jiang Tingxia was the first to notice that something was wrong with him, "Xiao Li, why aren't you eating?"

"not in the mood!"

"No, you have to eat it." She picked up a chicken drumstick for him, "If you don't eat it, you're being mean to me."

Pei Zhili could only force himself not to look at Pei Yanzhou, so as not to be an eyesore, and lowered his head to eat his meal obediently. He ate the chicken leg very slowly, bite by bite, as if it were something precious.

Butler Zhong, who was passing by, asked, "......?"

Why did he seem to see something called blood suppression between Xiaoli and that woman?

Xiaoli said that she was his mother, but that meant she was just his stepmother. How could he be willing to be suppressed by her?

What a departure!

...

In the evening, after taking a hot bath, Jiang Tingxia changed into a silk nightgown and came out of the bathroom. She was shocked to find that the lights in the bedroom were turned off. There was a circle of heart-shaped candles on the ground, and the warm candlelight was dancing.

Pei Yanzhou approached her holding a large bouquet of roses, his tone slightly nervous, "Do you like it?"

Jiang Tingxia couldn't help laughing and took the flowers he handed over. "Why are you imitating your son?"

"I can't be outdone by him."

When he woke up, he saw a bouquet of roses on the bedside. After asking Butler Zhong, he learned that it was sent by the brat. He took advantage of his illness to show his affection to his wife first, haha.

Although Pei Yanzhou had given such little surprises many times, after thirteen years, the meaning was different. Jiang Tingxia kissed him on the lips, "Thank you, husband. I like it very much."

Pei Yanzhou couldn't help but be lost in thought as he watched her lower her head to smell the roses.

She is beautiful and hasn't changed at all.

But he is old and ugly. Will she despise him?

Pei Yanzhou suddenly felt anxious and didn't want her to see him like this.

Jiang Tingxia temporarily placed the large bouquet of roses on the bedside, planning to find a bigger vase to put them in tomorrow.

Before she turned around, the man hugged her from behind.

"Xia Xia..." Pei Yanzhou held her like this, and from an angle where she couldn't see, he bent down and kissed her ear, then moved down to the sensitive point of her earlobe.

"Hmm..." Jiang Tingxia trembled slightly.

Pei Yanzhou's lips curled slightly. It was indeed his Xia Xia, and her reaction was exactly the same.

He kissed her cautiously. Jiang Tingxia turned around, put her arms around his neck, and took the initiative to respond to him.

Their breaths intertwined, the temperature continued to rise, and in this private space, the ambiguous factor continued to ferment, as if some emotions that had been suppressed for a long time wanted to pour out.

Pei Yanzhou was like a person walking in the desert and almost dying of thirst who found a source of water. He asked for it uncontrollably, and then he couldn't help but pick her up and walked towards the bed.

He held her in his arms and kissed her passionately...

The two are inseparable.

Pei Yanzhou's breathing became disordered as he looked at her, her eyes watery and her cheeks flushed, exactly the same as he remembered. But he...

The difference in age and appearance made his inferiority complex suddenly stronger, and he felt that touching her was a blasphemy to her.

He quickly propped himself up, "I'm sorry."

Jiang Tingxia didn't know why he suddenly stopped, and said with a smile: "We are an old married couple, there is no need to keep saying sorry."

He let her go and said ashamedly, "I'm still a little uncomfortable and need some time to slow down."

Jiang Tingxia noticed that he seemed to be worried about something, and smiled again, "Okay, then you take your time. I'm a little tired, so I'm going to sleep first."

Pei Yanzhou went to the bathroom to wash his face in frustration, trying to calm himself down. When he came out, Jiang Tingxia had already fallen asleep.

She lay on her side, curled up in a ball, her long, slightly curly hair scattered on the pillow, her eyes closed, her sleeping face peaceful, like the legendary Sleeping Beauty.

Pei Yanzhou carefully lay down beside her, held his breath, and reached out to gently hold her in his arms.

Jiang Tingxia sensed something and habitually rubbed against his arms, found a comfortable position, and fell into a deep sleep.

Exactly the same as before.

Pei Yanzhou couldn't bear to look away, as if he could stare for a century. At this moment, there was a gentle knock on the door, and the voice of Butler Zhong sounded outside, "Sir?"

Pei Yanzhou frowned unhappily and stood up to open the door. "She just fell asleep, please be quiet."

Butler Zhong became embarrassed and quickly lowered his voice, "Sir, do you need a hypnotist to treat you today?"

"No need." Pei Yanzhou said, turning his head to glance at the person sleeping soundly on the bed, "Maybe, we won't need it anymore in the future."

Ok?

Before Butler Zhong could react, the door closed in front of him.

Pei Yanzhou returned to the bed and held Jiang Tingxia in his arms again. He bent down and kissed the top of her head. He looked at her for a long time before he was willing to close his eyes.

This was the best sleep he had had in the past thirteen years.

...

The next morning, sunlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains, and a quick cell phone ring broke the silence of the bedroom.