"Hmm." Han Yingying nodded vigorously, and felt that it didn't matter if she couldn't tell the difference.

She knew that the person she married was Shen Mosheng, and the person who was going to go for the rest of her life was Shen Mosheng.

The senior is just a scenery of youth, passing by and not looking back.

"Sakura, it's here." Stopping the car steadily, Shen Mosheng went around to the passenger seat, opened the door, and picked up Han Yingying and left naturally.

"Shen Mosheng, crutches."

"Where you want to go, I'll hold you, you don't need it."

"And what if I'm going to the bathroom?"

After a pause, Shen Mosheng returned to the car with red ears and picked up his crutches.

Looking at his shy appearance, Han Yingying couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Sakura, don't laugh, embarrassed." The area where the red spread was larger, and Shen Mosheng was a little embarrassed to request.

Han Yingying smiled even more cheerfully: "But I'm not embarrassed." ”

"Sakura Sakura......" Shen Mosheng looked at her with some begging for mercy.

"Good, don't laugh at you, my Shen Mosheng's shy appearance is the most cute." Stretching out his hand and gently touching Shen Mosheng's hair, the smile on Han Yingying's face did not fade in the slightest.

It's okay not to say this, but the more Shen Mosheng talks about it, the more embarrassed he becomes, and his handsome face is occupied by Hongxia.

He had to look ahead and no longer look at Han Yingying.

Han Yingying, who was playful, poked his chest with her fingers and complained complainingly: "Shen Mosheng, are you tired of watching me, so you don't look at me anymore?" ”

"No, it's just embarrassing."

"So what?" Wrapping her arms around his neck and lowering his head, Han Yingying kissed him with a little bit of water, and left immediately, her eyes lit up with a smile, which was very good-looking.

Shen Mosheng stood straight, his eyes still staring straight at the elevator door, seemingly completely unmoved.

But his whole body was tense, the temperature on his face was so high that it was almost steaming, and his heart was beating a little unsteadily.

Seeing that he pretended to be calm, Han Yingying giggled, like a mischievous child, and quickly dropped a few light kisses, laughing irrepressibly.

But when I was walking by the river without getting my shoes wet and having fun, the elevator door suddenly opened.

Looking at the intimacy between the two, the person smiled kindly: "You continue to be affectionate and pretend that I don't exist." ”

Her face turned red, and Han Yingying buried her head in Shen Mosheng's chest, not daring to see anyone.

This shy appearance made Shen Mosheng soften his eyebrows, looked down at her, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth continued to rise, until it was bent into full pleasure and pampering.

"Sakura."

"Have you arrived?" Hearing the sound of the elevator and feeling that Shen Mosheng was moving, Han Yingying asked in a low voice, for fear that when she raised her head, she would see more unfamiliar faces.

"Here we are."

Han Yingying opened her eyes and found a door in front of her, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sakura, I'm sorry for you to unlock it. Password, your birthday plus our wedding day. ”

Han Yingying turned her head to look at him.

"What's wrong?"

"On such an obvious day, when you open the lock code, you are not afraid of insecurity?"

"Easy for you to remember."

"What about the thieves?"

"There's nothing of value to worry about, so don't worry."

Han Yingying thought about it, but they didn't live here, so it must be empty inside.

She typed in, and the door opened.

The house is in a Scandinavian style with a predominantly white tone, which looks like a model house, with bright windows, cold and no people.

"I thought you would decorate in a Chinese style."

Although this style that looks simple, atmospheric and cold, it seems to be very suitable for Shen Mosheng.