Repaying With Marriage

After waking up one night, everyone was busy having breakfast, and was busy looking for staff to wear uniforms for today's recording event. Some of them also went out.

Shi Su got up earlier than everyone else, and tried her best to go upstairs to the bedroom bathroom to vomit for a while while everyone was still awake. Although she didn't vomit much, she really didn't want everyone to find out that she had been vomiting every day recently. Morning sickness.

After vomiting, she took a shower and brushed her teeth. After cleaning up, she came out to see Jing Jihan who had woken up at some point and was waiting for her at the window in the bedroom.

The man's slender and straight back cast a dark shadow in the sunlight falling from the window. Hearing the bathroom door open, Jing Jihan turned his head to look at her and walked directly towards her: "You threw up again?"

"Well, it's okay. It's not uncomfortable. I just feel like vomiting when I wake up in the morning. It may happen even when you're pregnant."

Jing Jihan raised his hand and stroked her forehead, which was still slightly damp because she had just taken a shower. Seeing that her hair had not been dried yet, he put his hand on her head: "Come out without blowing it dry?"

Shi Su smiled, and when no one else came, she simply leaned into her husband's arms coquettishly and said, "Aren't you afraid that if someone else wants to come up and wash up, I'm taking a shower and blow-drying my hair." It’s taking everyone’s time, but I see that no one else has come up yet, how about… you help me blow it?”

She blinked as she spoke, but she was blatantly accustomed to Jing Jihan's indulgence.

At home, he not only often helped her dry her hair, but also Mianmian's children's hair. Jing Jihan, a qualified father, also often helped dry her hair.

Seeing her unrestrained coquettishness, Jing Jihan smiled, raised his hand to ruffle her wet hair, and said warmly: "Go get the hairdryer."

"Okay!" Shi Su Yile quickly ran back to the bathroom.

"Run slowly, don't fall." Jing Jihan looked at her running back and couldn't laugh or cry. He couldn't stop worrying about this woman day by day.

Just as Shi Su took out the hair dryer, Meng Li yawned and knocked on the door and entered the bedroom. Seeing the things in Shi Su's hand and seeing Jing Jihan also in the bedroom, she immediately stopped at the door with a sleepy and unawakened look on her face. Said: "Ah, I... I was thinking that I would come up and wash up, wouldn't I disturb you?"

"No, I just washed it too. Go and wash it quickly. Everyone will wake up later and have to queue up to wash it." Shi Su turned around and said with a smile.

Seeing that Shi Su and Jing Jihan seemed to be just washing up and not having any other intimate activities hiding in the room, Meng Li boldly went in, but she still didn't dare to be in the same room with them alone, so she went straight to the room. Step into the bathroom and close the door.

Jing Jihan took the hairdryer from Shi Su's hand and glanced in the direction of the bathroom door. Apparently, Meng Li's trembling look just now made him a little confused.

But he didn't ask.

Shi Su also glanced back, then turned back and whispered: "Usually when we all record a show together, there are so many people, and everyone laughs and passes by politely, but if I face you alone, it will definitely be unavoidable. There’s pressure, just get used to it.”

Jing Jihan had just plugged in the hair dryer and glanced at her: "What's the pressure?"

"Although everyone in the circle is rich and has many fans, it seems that everyone is aloof and arrogant, but when facing capital and the father of the funder, it is inevitable that they are used to being respectful. After all, you are the ones Everyone in the circle wants to hug the ancestor." Shi Su whispered.

She was telling the truth, and it was impossible for Jing Jihan not to realize this.