Bringing the Nation’s Husband Home

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At that time, she cut off so mercilessly, did not want to give him and her a little room, if now want to start again, it was her who turned first.

In fact, she was shaken many times when she was in Beijing.

Probably because of the old age, it just means a little impulse and courage.

Like now, she would like to call him, but she is just...

When Song Xiangsi thought of this, she suddenly heard the beep of the phone, and she didn't recover herself, and a familiar voice rang in her ear: "Hello?"

Song Xiangsi's eyeballs grunted twice, only to realize that he didn't even know when he had dialed Xu Jiamu's phone number.

"Excuse me, who are you?" Xu Jiamu's voice came again on the phone.

Song Xiangsi subconsciously wanted to hang up the phone, and then heard Xu Jiamu inside, and then spoke again, this time his voice sounded a little low: "Acacia?"

Song Xiangsi's heart beat for a sudden miss, she was holding her mobile phone, a little overwhelmed.

"Acacia, it's you." As Xu Jiamu spoke again, Song Xiangsi heard the voice of a man getting up and walking across the phone. Then she raised her head and glanced at the clock on the wall. At three o'clock in the afternoon, in China It was late at night.

Did she wake him up while he was sleeping?

Xu Jiamu was very patient and did not feel a little impatient because she called, but he refused to speak. He seemed to have lit a cigarette on the phone, and there was a very light voice from the smoke ring. Immediately after he opened his mouth again, his voice was magnetically pleasant: "How come the phone does not speak?"

"What happened?"

"Are you listening? Acacia?"

Song Xiangsi's tears finally stopped falling, she tried to control her emotions, but she still sobbed accidentally. She was afraid that Xu Jiamu would find her own strangeness, and she would call without thinking. Hang up quickly.

After every minute, her phone rang and Xu Jiamu called. She didn’t answer it, so she curled up on the sofa and stared at the screen of her phone, suddenly and secretly.

Xu Jiamu made about a dozen calls in succession, and finally no more.

The room became extremely silent, and Song Xiangsi buried her head on her knees somewhat helplessly.

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At about nine o'clock in the evening, Song Xiangsi's bruised area became swollen. She called Jiang Licheng and told him not to send the little red beans back today.

At night, I was alone in bed-watching a movie, and it was almost one o'clock in the morning before she fell asleep.

As soon as it was dawning the next day, Song Xiangsi was awakened by a knock on the door. When she got up from the bed, she was pulled to the place where she was scratched yesterday. Her brain hurt sober immediately, thinking that it was Xiaohongdou who left her for too long He started crying and was sent back by Jiang Licheng, so he hurried out and quickly opened the door. He just shouted "Little Red Bean" in his mouth, and then he saw Xu Jiamu, a servant of wind and dust.

Song Xiangsi's eyes flashed inconceivably, opened his mouth slightly, and looked straight at the man standing outside the door. After a while, she barely made a voice: "Why are you here?"

Xu Jiamu didn't answer her question, but looked at her up and down the line of sight: "What happened to you?"