1222 I Will Be Responsible To The End
Su Shengjing glared at her. “And where do you want to go, huh?”
He glanced at Rong Si. “Are you going to that brat’s house and will refuse to e back?”
“…” Su Jiu’s mouth twitched.
Her father was indirectly scolding him. He hadn’t changed after so many years. The pressure was on Rong Si.
“Daddy, what are you talking about? Why wouldn’t I want to go home? Am I that kind of person?
“Hmph, how would I know? Your grandfather just kept asking your mother and me when you and Rong Si plan to get married. I think it should be soon. You can’t live with us after you get married, right? You could be so happy that you forget about home.”
Su Shengjing had an awkward expression. Even though An Yuan had counseled him many times, he still did not want his daughter to get married so soon. It would be best to talk about it a few years later.
Su Jiu did not know whether to laugh or to cry. “Daddy, didn’t I tell you? Even if Rong Si and I get married, I’ll make more time to e back and see you and Mommy. I definitely won’t forget you. Don’t worry.”
Rong Si quickly added, “Yes, Little Jiu and I will definitely e back often.”
Su Shengjing pulled a long face. “You said it yourself. If you can’t do it, I’ll detain Su Jiu when she gets home and won’t let her go back. When the time es, don’t e to me and ask for her!”
Su Jiu burst out laughing and rubbed his back affectionately. “Yes, yes, yes. If we don’t listen to you, we’ll be at your mercy.”
An Yuan could not help but scold her husband with a smile. “How old are you? Don’t you feel ashamed to quarrel with a child?”
Su Shengjing raised his chin and nonchalantly said, “If I don’t say that, aren’t you afraid that this girl will forget about her parents after having a husband?”
Su Jiu hurriedly emphasized again, “I’m not that kind of person! My parents are as important as my husband!”
Husband…
Rong Si’s heart trembled, and the corners of his mouth curled up involuntarily. He was genuinely happy.
He couldn’t wait to marry her and hear her call him husband every day. That was the most pleasant way anyone in the world could address him.
Su Jiu acutely sensed that Rong Si’s gaze was on her, and it was getting hotter. When she looked up and met his gaze, she immediately knew what he was thinking.
She recalled those indulgent nights; he always liked to press against her ear when she could not take it anymore and coax her to call him husband with a low and sexy voice over and over again. She would not let him torture her, but it would be even more torture if she called him that.
This word seemed to have some magical power on him. It would instantly make the usually cold and abstinent Rong Si palpitate, as if the ferocious beast that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time had finally broken out of its cage.
And she was like a weak and pitiful prey. She could not escape from him and could only let him…
When she thought of this, her heart suddenly beat faster and vibrated in her chest. She was too embarrassed to look at Rong Si again and quickly changed the topic. “Daddy, can I help you make dumplings?”
Su Shengjing had already wrapped a few more dumplings and did not notice the ambiguous atmosphere between Su Jiu and Rong Si. He glanced at his daughter and asked, “Do you know how to do it?”
Ever since she was young, he could not bear to let her do the housework. The number of times she had cooked could be counted on one hand, and she was the one who cooked voluntarily. He had never asked her to learn any skills as long as she grew up carefree.
Even if she did not have the ability to take care of herself, as her father, he would be responsible for her to the end.
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