Chapter 117 now it seems that I should be grateful to him (2)


    But slowly she thought, so what if she asked?


    Su Hao was such a person. Otherwise, how could he have left Qiao Qing behind and coaxed her back with sweet words to keep her outside?


    It was already dark outside, and Su Ran looked at the man in front of him, "I said I didn''t know anything about what happened back then. Do you believe me?"


    "I believe it."


    Su Ran smiled, "Song Tingyu, don''t lie to me."


    "Do you want me to swear?"


    "Don''t swear." Su Ran had heard so much about vows from Su Hao, but in the end, he didn''t do anything. Therefore, vows are not something that can be trusted.


    She never looked at this thing. If a person really wanted to do something, why should he rely on this vain oath?


    "I always thought..." Song Tingyu leaned back in his chair and looked at the roof. He thought he had misunderstood Su Ran all these years.


    If Song Weixi hadn''t been sick this time, had he come back and spent the next few months with Su Ran, he would have misunderstood her.


    If he hadn''t come back this time, there wouldn''t have been much interaction between him and Su Ran, and they would have been divorced in the future. After the divorce, they would have lived their own lives.


    Song ting put his hand on his forehead, "Su Ran, I''ve always hated the way your father used to do things to me, but now I think I should be grateful to him."


    "Why?"


    He sat up, put his arms around her shoulders and slowly leaned her into his arms, his thin lips covering her ears, "How could you have become my wife without what he did? Without him, how could you be with me?"


    Su Ran placed his little hand in his heart, "Song Tingyu, is that what you mean?"


    "Of course." Song Tingyu raised an eyebrow, "You don''t believe me? Why don''t you peel your heart open for you to see?"


    "Okay, peel it off." Su Ran let go and smiled.


    "I think you should make it up to me." Song Tingyu was serious.


    Su Ran frowned, "Why?"


    "Because you don''t believe me, and you think there''s something wrong with me and sully, I''m so hungry?"


    Su Ran held back his laughter. Isn''t Sulley that bad? At the very least, his appearance and figure were still there, and he actually said the word "Hunger for food."


    "It''s not that you don''t trust me often. Who told you to go out with Sulley in front of me that night, and then she called me on your cell phone? How do I know what happened?" Su ran paused and looked outside. They were still in the parking lot, "Well, don''t talk about it. It''s getting late. Let''s go home."


    Song Tingyu gave her a deep kiss on the lips and kissed her before he let her go and drove her home.


    In the evening, Su Ran came out of the shower and found Song Tingyu sitting on the bed, not knowing what to look at, not even when she came out.


    He had a towel on his shoulder, but his hair was still wet. He sat there without blowing his hair.


    She walked over, "What are you looking at?"


    Song Tingyu looked up, picked up the paper in his hand and shook it, "Your pregnancy test form."


    "Do you understand?" Su Ran pulled the towel off his shoulder, "Stop looking. Go and blow your hair."


    Song Tingyu looked at her with a towel in his hand, "Su Ran, is our daughter two months old?"


    "Yes." Su Ran nodded, then frowned, "How did you know it was a daughter? Maybe it''s a son."


    "I have a hunch that the one in your stomach is a girl. Trust me."


    "... I''ve only heard that women have a sixth sense. Does Song Tingyu also have a sixth sense?


    "Go and blow your hair." Su Ran was too lazy to argue with him. From the moment he found out that she was pregnant, he firmly believed that the child in her stomach was a girl. It would take four months to know the result. It was too early to say anything.


    He still didn''t move. His deep eyes were fixed on her. He seemed to be talking to him, as if he was talking to himself again, "If you''re two months old, there''s only one month left..."


    Su Ran didn''t know what he was talking about at first, but after thinking about it, she suddenly understood. She took the towel from his hand and covered his face, "Why do you think about this all day..."


    Song Tingyu took the towel off and raised his eyebrows, "What can I do? You don''t dare to help me solve it in any other way. Do you really want me to hold it in for months? Aren''t you afraid you''ll suffocate me? I can''t use it in the future..."


    "Stop talking..." Su Ran''s face grew redder and redder.


    "I''m telling the truth." Song Tingyu pulled her hand down, held it in his hand, and rubbed the back of her hand, "Su Ran, can you help me?"


    "No." Su Ran answered firmly, "Solve it yourself."


    "Help me..." Song Tingyu asked again.


    "You just blow your hair and go to bed. Don''t think about it, okay? Who told you to think about this?" Su Ran withdrew his hand and smiled.


    "Do you think I have nothing to do all day and think about this? Isn''t this the culprit? Even if you stand in front of me and don''t do anything, I can react, okay?"


    Su Ran only felt his ears getting hot and dry, "That''s really my fault. Shall we sleep in separate rooms from tomorrow? Go to the guest room and sleep, so that you won''t have any thoughts until you see me."


    "... Song ting was lying on his back in bed." I''d better sleep here."


    Su Ran reached out to pull his arm, "Don''t sleep. Dry your hair before you go to sleep."


    "You help me blow."


    "Sit up first." Su Ran sighed helplessly. He let go of his hand and went to find the air duct. He plugged it into the socket at the head of the bed and stood in front of the bed to help him blow his hair.


    In the sound of the hairdryer, she heard Song Tingyu''s voice, a little vague, but she still heard it clearly: "Su Ran, you will regret what you did to me..."


    Su Ran naturally knew what he was talking about, so he ignored him.


    "I can''t use it anymore. You''re the one who regrets it."


    Su Ran still didn''t speak. The man''s hair was short, so it dried up quickly. She bent down to pull the wind pipe, but the moment she bent down, Song Tingyu hugged her waist and turned into bed.


    He pressed her hands so hard that she couldn''t move.


    "Song Tingyu, what are you doing?"


    "Isn''t that obvious? I miss you."


    "You''re crazy!" Su Ran glared at him, "Your daughter is only two months old."


    As soon as Su Ran said this, he lowered his head and buried his head in her neck, "Why is she growing so slowly? How did time pass so slowly? Why is it taking you so long to get pregnant?"