Beijing Night Snow

Chapter 28 Can we have a baby?
Chen Yucong had a social event in the evening and drank a little bit of wine, getting a little tipsy.

On the way back, Chen Yucong leaned back in his seat with his eyes closed to rest. He did not open his eyes until the driver reminded him.

"Mr. Chen, do you need me to take you upstairs?" The driver was not sure whether his boss was drunk or not, and was worried that he would be unsafe, so he asked another question.

Chen Yucong shook his head, "No need."

Soon Chen Yucong got on the elevator and went all the way to his floor.

The moment he opened the door, Chen Yucong looked at the lights on in the living room. He was dazed for a moment and became a little alert.

But soon Chen Yucong saw the bag placed in the entrance. It was Song Jinhe's bag.

"Sui Sui?" Chen Yucong shouted with some surprise and walked in quickly.

At this time, Song Jinhe was not in the living room, and Chen Yucong's shouting did not receive a response. He shouted again, "Sui Sui!"

"You're back." Song Jinhe called from the bedroom.

Chen Yucong was very surprised and walked towards Song Jinhe, "Doesn't it end tomorrow?"

"The filming went smoothly and ended a day early." Song Jinhe didn't say anything else to coax Chen Yucong.

"Why didn't you tell me?" If he had known that she would end early, he would not have gone to the social event tonight.

But when he saw Song Jinhe at this moment, Chen Yu was still very happy.

Song Jinhe smiled lightly, tilted her head towards Chen Yucong, and said playfully, "Is this a surprise?"

Chen Yucong was already a little tipsy, and it seemed like he was almost drunk in the car, but when he smiled at Song Jinhe, he seemed drunk again.

"Yeah, it's a surprise." He was very happy, so of course it was a surprise.

Song Jinhe was surprised to see Chen Yucong smiling so happily. Smelling the not-so-strong smell of alcohol on him and looking at his slightly red cheeks, Song Jinhe asked, "Did you drink too much?"

"No, I'm just happy to see you." Chen Yucong said seriously.

Song Jinhe felt a little embarrassed by what she said. She distanced herself from Chen Yucong and said, "Go take a shower first."

Knowing that he had a smell, Chen Yucong didn't continue to be affectionate. He leaned over and kissed Song Jinhe on the lips, then let her go and went to wash up.

When Chen Yucong came out after washing up, Song Jinhe had already laid down, but she was not asleep yet and was waiting for Chen Yucong.

The man quickly lay down on the bed, put his arms around Song Jinhe, and started to behave dishonestly.

"Sui Sui." In the darkness, the man shouted hoarsely.

"Hmm?" Song Jinhe responded vaguely.

But Chen Yucong didn't follow up. He kissed Song Jinhe from her eyebrows to her eyes to her neck, leaving no part untouched.

At some point, he couldn't help but shout, "Sui Sui."

Song Jinhe agreed subconsciously, but she knew that Chen Yucong didn't want to say anything to her, he just wanted to call her.

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On Chen Yucong’s birthday.

He had work to do during the day and couldn't refuse, so he could only go to work first and then spend some time alone with Song Jinhe at night.

But Song Jinhe also got up early in the morning and started busying herself. From time to time, her voices and those of her aunt could be heard from the kitchen.

Song Jinhe did not plan to prepare dinner herself. After all, she really couldn't cook it well. It was Chen Yucong's birthday, so there was no need to force him to eat the dark food she made.

But Song Jinhe was not making the cake entirely by herself, but also had her aunt to guide her. After a morning of trying, although the cake she made was still a little forced, Song Jinhe was quite satisfied, after all, it was her first attempt.

In the afternoon, my aunt was preparing food in the kitchen, while Song Jinhe was dealing with flowers. She arranged the flowers one by one, put them in the vase, and finally placed them on the dining table.

Everything was ready, and we were just waiting for Chen Yucong to come back from get off work.

As time passed, the sky gradually darkened. Song Jinhe looked at the time and knew that Chen Yucong should be back soon.

"Miss Song, is there anything you haven't prepared yet?" Auntie asked as she came out of the kitchen.

Song Jinhe glanced around and said, "No more, that's about it."

Auntie smiled and said, "Then I will go back first and not stay here to disturb you two young people."

Hearing her aunt say "young couple", Song Jinhe felt a little embarrassed for some reason. She pursed her lips slightly and whispered, "Okay."

The aunt took another look around and made sure that there was really no problem before leaving the apartment.

Song Jinhe was the only one left in the apartment. When she heard the sound of the door lock turning again, she knew that Chen Yucong had returned.

She turned around and saw Chen Yucong holding a bouquet of flowers and carrying several bags in his hands.

"You're back." Song Jinhe stood up and walked towards Chen Yucong with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Song Jinhe saw that Chen Yucong bought a cake. He bought a cake, which could be understood as buying it for himself. After all, she didn't say that she had made the cake at home.

But Chen Yucong wouldn't buy flowers for himself, right?
So that bouquet of flowers was for her.

"Why did you buy flowers?" Song Jinhe said helplessly.

"It's for you." Chen Yucong didn't say why. There was no need to ask so many reasons. He just wanted to buy it for Song Jinhe.

"Thank you." Song Jinhe took it and looked at the bouquet of flowers in her hand. She had an indescribable feeling in her heart and her eyes couldn't help but feel a little sore.

The meal that followed was just like every other anniversary.

The two of them first had dinner together. Although Chen Yucong also bought a cake, after learning that Song Jinhe made the cake herself, Chen Yucong was still determined to eat the one made by Song Jinhe.

Song Jinhe sang the birthday song seriously, and Chen Yucong also made a wish seriously. Finally, they blew out the candles under Song Jinhe's blessing gaze.

No one cared about the mess on the dining table. Chen Yucong had already taken Song Jinhe back to the bedroom.

Song Jinhe was forced to retreat step by step, and finally fell on the bed. The next moment Chen Yucong covered her.

In a panic, Chen Yucong reached out to take something from the bedside table, but in the end he only took out an empty box.

Chen Yucong paused, and Song Jinhe under him was also stunned.

"Wait a moment." Chen Yucong said in a hoarse voice, and then went to check the drawer.

But in the end, it was confirmed that there was nothing left in the drawer.

Chen Yucong turned his head to look at Song Jinhe, and Song Jinhe was also looking at Chen Yucong. It has come to this, can they stop?

It’s not that he can’t, but Chen Yucong doesn’t want to.

Chen Yucong leaned over and hugged Song Jinhe, their foreheads touching. He looked into Song Jinhe's eyes and said seriously, "Sui Sui, can we have a baby?"

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