As the new daughter-in-law, Qiao Jiayue doesn't have to do anything for the time being, she mainly does housework with Mu Shuwan, which is easy.

According to the custom of Beijing, you have to go back to the door on the third day of marriage, so after returning from the Deng family's old house in the afternoon, Qiao Jiayue and Deng Ying got together to bring something.

"Seeing that the relationship between the young couple is so good, it is estimated that it will not be long before we can hold our grandson. Mu Shuwan said to Deng Xianchang expectantly.

"I don't think so, the two of them are like glue now, and they are willing to let the children bother, so let's wait for another year and a half. ”

"Wasn't that what we were like at the beginning?" said Deng Xianchang as a person who had come over.

When Mu Shuwan heard this, his face turned red, and he said angrily: "Just your intimacy." She understood what Deng Xianchang meant, she wouldn't have rushed in the first place, what she said just now was just talking, otherwise what was the difference between her and other women?

Qiao Jiayue and Deng Ying knew more or less what the elders thought, but she didn't like to deliberately give birth, and felt that her function seemed to be to give birth to children.

For example, if you listen to too many words from those cousins, where will you feel comfortable?

Deng Xianchang and Mu Shuwan didn't say anything, but let them not care about the old mansion, just let it be.

Qiao Jiayue and Deng Ying discussed, and quickly decided what to bring back to the door, and when they looked up, they found that Deng Xianchang and Mu Shuwan were doing their own things, as if they didn't notice this, they secretly looked at each other and smiled.

With the transition of the first night, Qiao Jiayue didn't think about lying down early today, she took out the wood and asked Deng Ying, "How do you open this?" ”

Deng Ying raised his head from the desk, he didn't expect Qiao Jiayue to have not opened the box yet, "You get closer to me, I'll teach you." ”

Qiao Jiayue didn't doubt him, and as soon as she got closer, Deng Ying reached out and hugged him and sat on his lap.

She exclaimed and grabbed Deng Ying's arm, "Hey, I'll move another stool." ”

Qiao Jiayue felt so strange, as if there were small insects crawling on her body, numb, she wanted to jump up and stay away from Deng Ying, but the arm around her waist blocked her movements.

"I'll just hug it for a while, aren't you curious about what's in the box?" Deng Ying coaxed, Qiao Jiayue always had to get used to these physical contacts, he didn't want to be vegetarian all the time.

Qiao Jiayue hesitated and said, "I want to know, but this posture is very strange!"

"It's okay slowly, Jiayue, you have to get used to my presence. Deng Ying said in a muffled voice.

"Good. Qiao Jiayue thought about it and said, they are already married, and there will be more intimate times in the future, she really can't be like this all the time.

Under Deng Ying's prompting, Qiao Jiayue knew that the small dots on the box that seemed to be decorated could actually be poked in, and only a pen was needed.

There are a total of ten dots in each volume, and it is easy to understand that ten dots are compared to ten numbers.

But the number in Deng Yinglang is the day they got engaged.

Qiao Jiayue was a little ashamed, she didn't even think of this, "If only I thought about it more." ”

Deng Ying touched her head: "Actually, you haven't touched this kind of password box, so I didn't expect it, it's my fault, it's too much to take for granted." ”

As the two talked, Qiao Jiayue's originally nervous back slowly relaxed, and turned into sitting in Deng Ying's arms.

Deng Ying took a pen and handed it to Qiao Jiayue, "Come, you try." ”

Qiao Jiayue pinched the pencil, glanced at Deng Ying, and pressed the tip of the pen against those dots according to the rules.

After a while, the box made a slight "click" and opened.

She glanced at Deng Ying in surprise, and with his encouragement, carefully opened the box.

In the middle of the box was cotton paved, and a pair of gold rings lay quietly on top

The style of the ring is very simple, the ring face is slightly wider, and you can see that it is the shape of a moire.

Deng Ying picked up the big ring and put it in Qiao Jiayue's hand, his voice was slightly hoarse: "Jiayue, you help me put it on." ”

Qiao Jiayue looked at the ring in her hand, she was surprised.

She had guessed many times that there would be something else in the box, such as a letter of promise, a love letter, or something like that.

She pursed her lower lip, grabbed Deng Ying's hand, compared the size, and chose her ring finger to put it in.

Deng Ying's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but show a smirk, he grabbed Qiao Jiayue's hand and carefully put another ring on her ring finger.

Then, he put Qiao Jiayue's hand with the ring and his own, one big and one small, the same fair and slender.

"Jiayue, this ring was made by me personally under the guidance of the master, and the inner ring of the ring is engraved with our names. ”

Deng Ying said and grabbed Qiao Jiayue's hand and put it on his chest, "I hope that for the rest of my life, no matter the wind or rain, we will always support each other and walk through, regardless of you and me, life and sleep and die together." ”

Qiao Jiayue looked at her hands, and then looked up at Deng Ying, her heart was so soft that she was a mess.

She opened her mouth gently: "Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son." "Since she is already married to this person, she has no intention of backing down.

Deng Ying raised his hand and held Qiao Jiayue against his chest, and the warm fragrance of nephrite in his arms filled his heart that had been empty.

Qiao Jiayue leaned on Deng Ying's chest, listening to the slightly rapid heartbeat, and her heart was steady.

She closed her eyes slightly, feeling that her heart was full of happiness at this moment. Those things in her previous life have been changed by her after all, so there is nothing to worry about.

In such an atmosphere, the kiss seems to come naturally, but the two novices didn't control it well and hurt the lips of both parties.

Qiao Jiayue came back to her senses, was too ashamed, struggled out of Deng Ying's arms, and went back to the room.

Deng Ying sat on the chair and smirked for a while before putting away the things on the table, he was not in a hurry to go back to the room, what if Qiao Jiayue was still shy and angry?

Back in the room, Qiao Jiayue felt that her face was still hot, and she drank two glasses of water in a row, but the slight tingling on her lips still reminded her of what had just happened.

In an instant, the temperature on her face seemed to rise again, she picked up the cup and wanted to drink water again, and when she saw the ring on her left hand, her heart moved.

She put down the cup, took off the ring, looked carefully at the light, and sure enough, she saw Deng Ying's name in the inner ring of the ring.

She looked at it twice more and put the ring back on her finger with a smile she didn't even know.

Deng Ying walked in and saw that Qiao Jiayue had wrapped herself in the quilt like last night, and he knew that she hadn't fallen asleep yet.

"Still angry?" he pressed against the quilt and reached out to poke the bulge under the quilt.

Qiao Jiayue lifted the quilt and revealed a smothered face, "Who is angry?" ”

Having said that, her eyes drifted around, and she couldn't help but look at the lips of the person in front of her, and then repeated the previous fragment in her mind.

Deng Ying saw it, leaned over and kissed her on the face, "You are so cute." ”

Qiao Jiayue was stunned for a moment, and then wrapped herself in the quilt.

Deng Ying couldn't help but smile, and their relationship was getting better.