1506: He Is My Son (79)

He Is My Son (79)

Si Jingyu walked over to stand next to him when she heard his words. She took his hand and looked at him, saying, "Children are like debts. Whatever we owe our parents, we return it in the form of our own children. Isn't that how we Chinese pass from one generation to another? So don't fret about it too much. Our daughter will get married, it's just a matter of time. Now that she has found someone she loves, and who is also willing to dote on her, isn't that a good thing?"2

Shi Jinyan pondered her words.

The fact was that he knew his anger had been unreasonable. But as a parent, he really could not bear to let go, and he had yet to get his head around it.

Now that Si Jingyu had said these things, it made him feel like he was just throwing a tantrum.

He sat down on the sofa, sighed and then said, "Nevermind then, let's just leave it."

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When the first rays of the morning sun flooded the room through the windows, Shi Nianyao's eyelids twitched slightly. She opened her tired eyes.

She felt a heavy object weighing on her waist, and she wasn't able to turn around. She reached out to touch it.

Then she realized it was an arm.

Shi Nianyao widened her eyes and looked at her surroundings that were both familiar and strange at once. The happenings of the night before played in her mind like a movie and she started to blush.

Biting her lip, she wanted to turn her head around to look at the man next to her, but she found herself unable to move. She could only feel their entwined bodies under the blanket and the warmth of the man next to her.

After a while, she heard the man's deep and resonant drawl, "You're awake?"

She sighed in relief. Burying part of her face in the blanket, she slowly moved her body and turned towards him.

Out of shyness, she didn't quite look at him straight in the eyes, but she smiled faintly as she bit her lip.

With that movement, she could feel the weakness and soreness of her legs.

She did not speak. Then a large hand rested on her thigh as he asked her, "Is it painful?"

She immediately shook her head.

He smiled and said, "It must have been tough on you last night."

She reflexively buried her head deeper into the blanket.

Right after she did that, her head reemerged. She then looked at him and warned him sternly, "You're not allowed to fart!"

Mo Xicheng: …

Seeing how adorable she was, he couldn't help but smile. As she withdrew back into the blanket, he asked again, "Feeling shy?"

"Uh huh."

"Come out here, it's too hot under the blanket. You'll get sick."

"No."

"Come out here quickly."

"I don't want to."

"What will it take for you to come out here?"

"Nothing. I just won't."

Seeing how insistent she was, he had no choice but to lift the blanket and then get under it himself.

Because it was summer, the blanket was thin. Although it was slightly dimmer underneath, Mo Xicheng could still see quite clearly.

The moment she saw him, Shi Nianyao stared at him with her widened eyes. Her cheeks were flushed crimson as shyness glistened in her eyes. She buried her face in the blanket, not daring to speak or move.

He reached out to put his arm around her waist and said as he held her, "Don't be shy, Nianyao."

Still, she pulled the blanket over her face tightly, refusing to emerge from the sheets.

Fearing that the heat might make her sick, he thought for a moment and said suddenly, "Hey, do you think your Dad might be on his way here right now?"

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