said that she wanted to marry Brother Yi, which has been her wish for a long time. However, when it really came time to face this problem, she was still a little confused.

After all, she always felt that getting married should be something that would only be considered after graduation.

While his thoughts were circulating, Xiahou Liluo had been led upstairs by Li Qingyi.

On the second floor, there are three rooms in total, except for the tea room in the middle. The sunny-facing master bedroom, next to the master bedroom is the study. There is also the room on the north side.

Xiahou Liluo didn't even think about it, and he was going to the north.

Li Qingyi did not stop it. Following in her footsteps, we entered the room to the north.

Cartoon wallpapers, delicate cribs, and a room full of toys......

This? Is it a room for her?

"Baby's room, look, what's missing?" Li Qingyi's proud voice of spring breeze sounded in Xiahou Liluo's ears.

"Since then, our daughter has lived here. It was also convenient for us to take care of. I hand-picked these toys. Our daughter must be as cute as you. Look at this ......"

Baby's room!

Xiahou Liluo is stunned with a capital letter!

Li Qingyi introduced his mood of choosing such a toy one by one, and said how much it was in line with Xiahou Liluo's character when he was a child.

Xiahou Liluo was even more dumbfounded.

Did the male god prepare a little too early? Also, how does it feel like he's coaxing her, not the child?

She is indeed bound to a child-seeking system, but she won't have a child now, right?

Aren't these toys going to get old when they are left like that?

Also, who can guarantee that they will definitely have a daughter?

Oops. Xiahou Liluo came back to his senses and immediately despised himself. How did you think about having children?

"Let's go, let's go see our room." Li Qingyi introduced some toys, took Xiahou Liluo's hand, and withdrew from the baby room.

The words "our room" stimulated Xiahou Liluo a lot.

The male god is ready to start their cohabitation life?

Her favorite emerald green curtains bring the room to life.

A zoomed-in photo of her at the head of the bed, in which the person's hair was messy and flying, with one hand on his waist and the other pointing ahead, his face full of anger......

It's clearly another photo of a fight with someone else!

What kind of hobby is this? Can't you take a picture of her gentle and lovely appearance?

"Brother Yi, why do you put such a photo here? Don't you feel awkward when you look at it every day? Xiahou Liluo pouted in protest.

Li Qingyi tilted his head and looked at Xiahou Liluo's photo, and asked with a smile: "Do you remember, when this was?" ”

Xiahou Liluo shook his head. How does she remember. She's fought so many times!

"This is the only time you got into a fight with a boy when you were in your third year of junior high school. You said that you are a taekwondo green belt, and if you don't beat him to the ground, it's not a skill, and that boy was so scared by you that he turned his head and slipped away. Li Qingyi had a rather nostalgic look on his face, and his tone was a little long.

"Taekwondo, I'm really just getting started." Xiahou Liluo said embarrassedly.

She did practice when she was a child, and because she was always fighting with others, her parents resolutely and completely prevented her from continuing to engage in any martial arts-related classes.

Later, she was forced to practice guzheng, tea art, and flower arrangement......

It hurts to think about it.

"Remember why you fought him?" Li Qingyi asked again.

Xiahou Liluo continued to shake his head. She fought for nothing more than one reason, for her male god - Brother Yi. However, what exactly is it because of each time, where does she remember.