Then he raised his hand and pointed to the row of vertical wardrobes in front of him: "This wardrobe was designed by me, you made it by yourself, at that time, the whole village came to see the novelty, everyone praised your craftsmanship, and many people begged you to go back and help them make it, hehe." ”

Hearing Yang Ruoqing say this, Luo Fengtang's face also showed a smile.

"I can't imagine that I still have this ability before?" He said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "You have more skills, otherwise, how can I look at you and marry you?" Right? ”

He was stunned, this girl, is she still so narcissistic?

"Well, it's my pleasure." He also smiled and said.

"Qing'er......" he suddenly called her again.

"Huh?"

She had already opened the door of the closet there, preparing the clothes that the two of them would wash and change, and she didn't reply when she heard his voice.

"Have you ever regretted marrying me?" He didn't say that coldly.

After a pause, she turned around and looked up at his eyes earnestly.

"No, never." She said.

"However, I have amnesia now, and I don't know anything, except that I can eat and drink Lazar." He continued.

"Will you hate me?" He asked, and under his eyes, something called apprehension.

This feeling of loneliness and panic caused by amnesia can be experienced and understood by Yang Ruoqing.

Because when I came to this world alone, facing everything around me, I was actually very insecure.

Fortunately, she still has a vague memory of the host in her mind, and Tang Lingzi at this moment is completely blank.

"Tang Yanzi," she didn't answer his question directly, but asked him instead: "Look at these women in our family, Yaxue, Xiaoyu, your mother, my mother, my fifth aunt." ”

"All of them are handsome, handsome, or gentle."

"And as your daughter-in-law, my eyebrows are so light, my complexion is so dull and yellow, and I have a lot of freckles on my face,"

"Will you hate me for being ugly? Do you think that you will regret marrying an ugly woman like me and having children? She asked.

Luo Fengtang was stunned when he heard her ask.

He looked at her, taking every inch of her face.

This kind of close-up gaze, to be honest, really made Yang Ruoqing a little embarrassed.

And he didn't say anything, he didn't squeak, which really made her, who was still confident, uncontrollable self-doubt.

Could it be that Xiaoyu's crow's mouth is right? Today's Tang Lingzi, will he really judge people by their appearance?

He was still looking at her, as if trying to count how many little black dots there were on her face.

This made Yang Ruoqing feel inexplicably irritable and annoyed, and just as she was about to turn around and leave, the light in front of her suddenly dimmed.

He leaned down and his tall body embraced her entirely.

"Don't say such stupid things." He raised his hand and stroked her hair.

"Although I still haven't remembered the past, I trust my own choices and judgments." He said.

He let go of her a little and lowered his eyes to look at her face.

"It doesn't matter how much a person looks or what they look like."

"No matter how beautiful a woman is, she will get old, her hair will turn gray, and her teeth will fall out."

"And a person's character can last a lifetime."

"Along the way, it's been half a month, and we're all together day and night."

"Although I haven't been able to recover my memory, in my heart, you are my wife and my daughter's mother as always." He said in a deep voice, looking at her gaze, which gradually deepened.

The liking in there is not deliberately disguised.

Yang Ruoqing froze in place, and his words kept echoing in her ears.

"Alright, let's go wash up." He smiled and raised his hand to gently rub the top of her hair.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned, 'oh', and turned around and walked to the bathing room.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped: "I forgot to take my socks......"

"Socks?" He raised an eyebrow, leaned down and casually opened the bottom third drawer of the wardrobe.

When he saw the neatly folded socks in the drawer, like small steamed buns, he was stunned, and Yang Ruoqing was also stunned.

He said: "A feeling, a ...... feel"

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "When you return to our own home, there is a familiar feeling everywhere, I believe you will be able to regain your memories soon!" ”

He nodded vigorously: "I'm also looking forward to finding it sooner!" ”

Then, he picked out a pair of socks for her and handed them to her: "Go wash them." ”

She took her socks and went into the shower room, and when she pushed the door open, she couldn't help but turn her head and throw a deliberate wink at him.

"Handsome guy, do you want to wash it together? Mandarin duck bath! ”

Luo Fengtang was looking at his hand there, still immersed in the wonderful feeling of Fang Cai.

Hearing this, he looked over to her.

"Qing'er, are you teasing me or are you really invited?" There was a hint of playfulness in his eyes, but there was something in his heart that was about to move.

When he came, she was afraid.

Sticking out his tongue playfully at him, leaving two laughs, he quickly fled into the bathing room and closed the door.

Looking at her face in the mirror, Yang Ruoqing felt indescribably happy.

Xiaoyu's language is wrong, Tang Lingzi, whether it is before or after amnesia, his character has not changed.

He is not a man who judges people by their appearance.

He doesn't dislike his ugly face, and even likes it.

Oh, my God!

Yang Ruoqing smirked happily at herself in the mirror.

I remembered a sentence I had read before: Even if you get thinner, everything is fine, and you are impeccablely good.

There will always be people who are dismissive of you.

Even if you are fat and ugly, people who like you will never dislike you.

Thank you.

You are the chicken soup for my soul, whether I am the fat girl I used to be or the ugly woman I am now.

Thank you, thank you for always matching my looks.

Don't worry, I won't say that you are heavy-tasted, I can only say, you have a good eye, I, Yang Ruoqing, am a real dark horse, a phoenix bathing in fire!

I can be thin, I can be beautiful, you wait, you deserve better.

Resolutely took out a small bottle, the medicinal powder in this small bottle is specially used to remove these makeup.

Swap the powder in the water, and use the water to start scrubbing your face......

In the bedroom, when Yang Ruoqing wiped her semi-dry and wet hair and came out in a pure white nightdress, Luo Fengtang was standing next to the wall over there, holding an iron bow taken off the wall in his hand, caressing it carefully.

Hearing the commotion, he turned his head.

It just so happened that Yang Ruoqing was walking to the side of the bed.

A slender and graceful figure, wrapped in a white nightdress.

The waist is slender, the buttocks are straight, and under the white nightdress, a white calf is exposed.