The guard at the door took Murong Ze to the west wing and stopped.

In the evening, Murong Ze looked at Nalan Chun lying on the table from a distance, not to mention how cute his frowning expression was, and after looking at it for a while, he smiled dotingly, and then left.

After Murong Ze left, Nalan Chun raised his head and looked at the place where he was standing just now, strange, could it be his own delusion?

After Jinchen left the study, he returned to the Dawn House, and spread out the painting he had drawn on the table, "Baby, come here, take a look at this painting, do you like it?" ”

"What did the husband draw?" Chen Jing walked over wistfully and looked at the painting on the table.

The entrance is a marriage tree, with dense red lines hanging on the tree, and the picture is painted when he stands under the marriage tree and looks at the marriage tree with his hands folded.

Chen Jinghao remembered that day, not long after he was reborn, he sneaked under the marriage tree in the Bodhi Yuan, according to legend, in ancient times, mortals who had a marriage relationship, took a red rope tied to the branch of this tree, and sincerely recited the name of the lover, and the husband and wife could be happy for a long time.

At that time, the purpose of her visit was not to seek marriage, but to make a wish that her relationship with her husband could break through that barrier.

"Husband, how do you know where I went?" Chen Jing looked at him for a moment, for fear of missing the tenderness in his eyes.

Jinchen walked behind Chen Jinghao, gently wrapped his arms around her, and said gently, "Of course the husband knows, because the husband also followed the baby behind you at that time." ”

Saying that, Jinchen raised his hand and showed the safety buckle on his wrist, "At that time, the husband was still thinking, did the baby want to make a wish for marriage, but the husband was jealous for a while." ”

"Others took the red thread and hung it on the tree, your clever bag, tie it to the husband's hand, and always hold the husband's heart, so that the husband will always be the baby's alone."

It turned out that her husband knew everything, and when she took the red thread back, she originally wanted to tie it directly to his hand, but it felt too monotonous, so she kept putting it aside.

"Nothing can escape the eyes of your husband, let's say, this painting skill is so good, have you ever painted for other women."

Chen Jinghao doesn't want to admit that her husband knows everything she does, doesn't she want to lose face?

However, what is face, is it important to have a husband? No, it is more important for the husband to prove with his strength or him.

Seeing Jinchen's face enlarge in front of him, Chen Jinghao covered her mouth with her hand and said with a smile, "Husband, I haven't finished the painting yet." ”

Jinchen couldn't help but regret it, she knew that she wouldn't let the baby see the painting, otherwise the painting would take her place.

Looking at Jinchen's dark face, Chen Jing continued to look at the painting with a smile, looked at the small words next to him, and read softly, "Death and life are broad, become happy with the son, hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son." ”

"Death and life are broad, and the son becomes happy, holds the hand of the son, and grows old with the son." Jinchen read along with her, looking at her affectionately.

"Husband, it's good to have you." Chen Jing hugged him back.

It's okay not to say this, as soon as he said it, Jinchen thought of the morning's events, so he reminded, "Baby, have you thought of anything?" ”

"What?" Chen Jing asked kindly, of course she thought of something.

"You said you were going to clean up tonight, when will you fulfill your promise?"

"Now then." Chen Jing replied to him with a smile, and then untied his clothes.

Jinchen pulled his thin lips, looked down at the tips of his ten fingers who undressed him, his fingers were as slender as tender, and his mind moved, and he directly picked up Chen Jinghao.

"It's late at night, baby, it's time to go to bed."

The long night is long, the red candles are rolling, the bright light behind the hole is swaying, the bead curtain is deep, the hibiscus in the red tent is warm in spring, and the mandarin ducks are startled by the hole in the middle of the night.