Zhan Moming was unaware of Cheng Qinqin's small movements, and it wasn't until Cheng Qinqin's lips were gently printed again that he raised his hand and wrapped the soft pillow in his arms.

As if it came from instinct, Zhan Moming's eyes did not open, but his body moved forward.

The man in his sleep, the expression on his face became more and more exciting.

Cheng Qinqin's face turned red all of a sudden, and he was completely stiff in his arms, not knowing whether he should play dead quietly like this or run away immediately.

"Qinqin ......" Zhan Moming muttered as if he was nothing, his hand clasped Cheng Qinqin's waist tightly, and pressed her towards him.

The imprinted temperature suddenly became clearer, and Cheng Qinqin saw that Zhan Moming seemed to be still dreaming and didn't want to wake up, so she hurriedly pushed him hard.

Zhan Moming's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, and there was still a bit of trance at the bottom of his eyes.

Cheng Qinqin's hands are still in Zhan Mo Mingchi. On her bare chest, she was accidentally caught, her face was hot, and she smiled a little embarrassedly.

The corners of Zhan Moming's lips slowly raised, grabbed her little hand that she was eager to retract, and kissed it on the side of her mouth, her voice was so gentle that she couldn't speak: "Qinqin, morning, I love you." ”

When you open your eyes, you can see your beloved little person, which is really the most beautiful thing in life.

Feeling the good morning kiss, Cheng Qinqin's heartbeat missed a beat, and whispered: "I love you too." ”

Zhan Moming took Cheng Qinqin's shoulders and hugged her into his arms, with bewitchment in his low voice: "Call my husband." ”

Cheng Qinqin's lips moved, and she called out those two words for the first time: "Husband." ”

This is really the most beautiful confession in the world.

Zhan Moming leaned over and kissed her: "Wife." ”

The feeling of grinding her ears and temples made Cheng Qinqin feel as if she had found a peaceful harbor on the crumbling sea, and all her insecurities disappeared.

When she opened her eyes, she found that Zhan Moming was looking at her.

His eyes were beautiful, as if they were adorned with the most beautiful stars in the world.

And in the depths of that starlight, there was only her reflection.

The tears under his eyes finally couldn't hold back and slipped down his sockets.

Cheng Qinqin knew that she shouldn't cry when she was so warm, but she really couldn't control it.

Zhan Moming leaned over and kissed away her tears, his body was close to her, and he sighed: "Qinqin, I really like you so much, don't leave me again, okay." ”

Every little action of yours intoxicates me.

Your badness, your goodness, and the pouting mouth you pout when you lose your temper are, in my eyes, incomparably beautiful.

This good morning kiss ended up with no surprise.

When I got up, it was already past breakfast time, so I had to eat breakfast and lunch together.

When Zhan Moming knew that this was a bath for men and women, he really couldn't hold back the anger in his heart and taught Cheng Qinqin a hard lesson.

Cheng Qinqin was like a little girl who had made a mistake, with her head down, and was trained by Zhan Moming for ten minutes.

Zhan Moming poked Cheng Qinqin's forehead and said viciously: "I'm telling you the right thing, you dare to put me to sleep." ”

Cheng Qinqin was indeed drowsy by Zhan Moming, so she hurriedly shook her head, cheered up, straightened her sitting posture, and continued to listen carefully to her husband's criticism.

"Do you know you're wrong?"

"Got it."

"Don't you dare in the future."

"Don't dare, don't dare."

"Next time, see how I clean you up."

After Zhan Moming finished speaking viciously, he held back a smile and looked at the little girl who nodded like garlic.

It's a pretty easy yes, but there won't be a next chance, because I'll always be by your side.

It's good to have a stupid wife, if it were a smarter one, I would have contradicted myself a long time ago.

After all, at that time, they had nothing to do with each other, and he, a man with a fiancée, was qualified to interfere with the freedom of Cheng Qinqin, a single woman.

Zhan Moming held Cheng Qinqin in his arms, what a fool, he could have been more arrogant.

However, he knows that Cheng Qinqin is not stupid, she understands everything, just because she loves herself, she lets herself, listens to herself, doesn't say anything, and would rather be an idiot in love.

At this time, Japan has no cherry blossoms and no maple leaves, but it is a suitable season for love.

After the romantic trip ended, Zhan Moming brought Cheng Qinqin back to Nancheng.

This should be the first time Cheng Qinqin didn't cry at the airport, her wandering heart finally found a place to rest.

Seeing the smile on his daughter's face, Cheng's father and Cheng's mother were also very pleased.

Although they still have a deep affection for Zhan Moming, his caution about his daughter's "fear of melting in his mouth, and fear of falling off in his hand" is indeed from the heart.

Moreover, some happiness can only be given by this man.

The road was chosen by the daughter herself, and what they had to do was to be her strongest backing.

Zhan Moming asked his future father-in-law and mother-in-law for instructions, hoping to take Cheng Qinqin back to Liangcheng to see his grandmother.

Father Cheng thought for a while and said, "Let's go together, I just happened to go to see Brother Zhan and the old lady." ”

In recent years, because of Zhan Moming, the two families have moved very little.