After dinner, when Xiao Jinxuan was about to get up and clean up, Zhuang Yiman was a step ahead of him, and she said while cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks in front of her: "I'll clean up." ”

"I'll come, you go and rest."

Zhuang Yiman didn't comply, and still started to clean up, "I want to eat fruit, you can help me peel some fruit to eat." ”

Seeing that she insisted on cleaning up, Xiao Jinxuan stopped arguing with her and nodded, "Well, I'll go peel some fruit." ”

Zhuang Yiman put the dirty dishes and chopsticks into the sink, put on gloves and began to clean them.

Xiao Jinxuan stood in front of the cooking table and carefully peeled the kiwifruit in his hand.

Zhuang Yiman glanced at him slightly, and the soft light sprinkled on his body like water, shining more and more clearly on his body.

His eyebrows are all warm and moist, reflecting the already handsome facial features as handsome as jade.

Xiao Jinxuan said that after so many years, sometimes seeing her smile at him still makes me feel shy and moved.

She is not, sometimes that glimpse is enough to make her throb.

Five years later, she still has a feeling of happiness, sweetness, and heartbeat when she looks at him.

"Ah Jin."

"Huh?"

Zhuang Yiman paused for two seconds before he spoke, and said in a brisk tone: "Tomorrow is the fifth anniversary of our marriage." ”

"yes." Xiao Jinxuan cut the peeled kiwifruit into pieces, picked up another apple and peeled it.

The movements in his hands were calm and skillful, and his warm eyes glanced at Zhuang Yiman, who was washing dishes, and continued: "I have lived a very happy life in the past five years, thank you for giving me a warm home." ”

His sincere thanks made Zhuang Yiman's heart warm, she smiled, and there was a watery tenderness flowing between her eyebrows, and she replied, "You're welcome." Thank you for all the kindness you have given me in the past five years. ”

"You're welcome, that's what I'm supposed to do. I want to continue to be nice to you for the rest of my life. ”

"Okay."

Sometimes we take our lover's kindness for granted and forget to say thank you to them.

Zhuang Yiman was grateful to Xiao Jinxuan for his words of thanks, letting her know that he was also grateful for her existence and dedication.

Similarly, Xiao Jinxuan was also grateful to Zhuang Yiman's thank you, which proved that she did not turn a blind eye to his dedication.

Zhuang Yiman finished washing the dishes and went to the living room with Xiao Jinxuan.

She sat cross-legged on the sofa and ate fruit while watching a new drama starring Jiang Yuezhe.

Xiao Jinxuan sat beside her and watched the drama with her, but he seemed a little absent-minded.

After a period of TV broadcast, it entered the advertisement, Zhuang Yiman was full, and handed the fruit plate in his hand to Xiao Jinxuan.

After Xiao Jinxuan took it, he leaned over slightly and put the plate on the coffee table.

"Yue Zhe's acting skills have been improving."

Xiao Jinxuan nodded, "Well, indeed, he should have put in a lot of effort." ”

"yes."

Zhuang Yiman's voice fell, and Xiao Jinxuan suddenly called her: "Yiman." ”

"Huh?"

Xiao Jinxuan asked the doubts in his heart: "For a long time in the past, you would wake up in the middle of the night and feel my pulse. I've noticed that you've been waking up in the middle of the night less and less often, though. ”

For a long time in the past, Zhuang Yiman would wake up at about two o'clock in the morning and feel the pulse of Xiao Jinxuan lying beside her to confirm whether Xiao Jinxuan was still there.

Over time, Xiao Jinxuan also developed the habit of waking up once in the early hours of the morning.