When Fang Qiyan returned to the inn, Mo Xin was still immersed in the fantasy of Fang Qiyan abandoning her, holding the quilt with her arms, not to mention how pitiful her little face was.

Fang Qiyan put down the hot water, looked at her so sad, and wanted to hug her into his arms to comfort her. But he thought of something again, and just reached out and touched her head.

Mo Xin felt the familiar touch of the head killing, and only then did he come back to his senses from his fantasy. looked at Fang Qiyan and threw himself into his arms at once. It was as if everything I was thinking about had happened, and a sour feeling came over me.

He cried softly in his arms: "Xianggong, don't be angry with me... Don't be offended... I really didn't mean to. ”

Fang Qiyan, who originally wanted to let go of her, suddenly softened her heart and comforted her softly: "Don't cry, don't cry, when will your husband abandon her mother." ”

"I ...... I thought you were angry...... Don't want me anymore" The aggrieved words came out in a low voice, and Fang Qiyan's heart instantly felt a little sour.

Fang Qiyan touched the little head in his arms and sighed helplessly: "I don't want anyone, I won't want a lady, don't think nonsense." ”

Mo Xin raised his aggrieved little face and looked at him uncertainly: "Really? "So it's really just her own cranky?!

"Really." Fang Qiyan said with a straight face, and then kissed her forehead gently.

Mo Xin relieved himself at this time, and asked cautiously, "Then where have you been for so long?" ”

"Lady, have you forgotten the purpose of our visit to Fucheng?"

"Selling soap?"

Fang Qiyan scratched her nose: "It's good for the lady to remember, for the husband, I thought the lady had forgotten." ”

The tsundere Mo Xin will not admit that she did almost forget: "I won't!" ”

Looking at the familiar tsundere appearance of the little daughter-in-law, Fang Qiyan's mood inexplicably improved.

"Lady, get up and wash up, I'll go and ask Xiao Er to prepare some food."

Watching Fang Qiyan walk out of the door, Mo Xin changed his clothes, washed with the hot water that Fang Qiyan brought in just now, and combed his hair slightly, well, the bun has to wait for Fang Qiyan to come back and comb it for her...... As a time-traveler, she really wouldn't. And the previous one stayed in the house all the time, and he didn't learn this. She doesn't go out on weekdays, she finishes her work with braids, but this time she came out in a bun that Fang Qiyan combed for her.

Mo Xin suddenly felt that Fang Qiyan was simply her full-time nanny! If it weren't for Fang Qiyan, she wouldn't even be able to handle her hair...... It seems that she can't be so willful anymore, if she really angers the beauty, she is really a pill......

When Fang Qiyan came back with the food, he saw Mo Xin sitting on the dresser with a tangled face. Naturally, she walked over, skillfully picked up the comb, coiled her hair into a beautiful bun with her slender fingers, and then gently put a hairpin on her. In fact, Fang Qiyan can comb his hair in a bun is also a matter of the past few days, one day Mo Xin once wanted to comb his own bun, but he didn't want to make any trouble, and finally broke the comb directly, and the little appearance of being angry and remorseful with the broken comb happened to be looked at by Fang Qiyan.

Then he saw that Mo Xin had been just tying a ponytail, and he didn't think it was strange, although inadvertently he had secretly remembered this matter in his heart, and he didn't think about it again until he was more and more together with this wife. Then he went to secretly learn to tie his hair with peace of mind, in fact, after he learned it, he has been looking forward to one day combing Mo Xin's hair bun.

Looking at the reflection in the mirror, Mo Xin suddenly remembered a sentence: With you by the side, time is safe, and the years are quiet.