"This robe is so beautiful." Ming Nuan put on the Tibetan robe that Qi Junze brought back at home, looked in the mirror and said.

The Tibetan robe that Qi Junze brought back was red on the top and green on the bottom, the color was darker, the top was a bit like burgundy, and the skirt was dark green.

One section of the skirt was turned out at the waist and embroidered with many patterns.

"Xie Xing also bought a set."

Qi Junze leaned on the sofa with his arms crossed and said.

"This kid can do it." Ming Nuan turned around and said, "Although Xiaoyan hasn't said anything in the past few months, I can see that she is quite worried." ”

"Alas~ I hope this kid can be calmer after he gets married." Qi Junze finally said.

"Look at what you said, this kid, have you forgotten that he is older than you." Ming Nuan said angrily.

Qi Junze stood up with a smile, hugged Ming Nuan in his arms and said: "Haven't you heard that you have ambitions and are not old, and you have no ambitions for a hundred years, for people like Xie Xing, who are a few years older than me, they eat for nothing." ”

"A set of crooked reasoning." Ming Nuan ignored him and continued to tidy up his Tibetan clothes.

Don't talk about it, Qi Junze suddenly approached her and blew in her ear.

Ming Nuan's body trembled, suppressed the ripples in his heart, glanced at Qi Junze, and said, "Be honest." ”

Qi Junze said with a little grievance: "My aunt urged me and said that we should have a child as soon as possible." ”

Hearing Qi Junze's words, Ming Nuan was also very discouraged, she also wanted a child, they had been married for more than half a year, except for the days when Qi Junze was not there, they had also been together for three or four months, why didn't they get pregnant.

It shouldn't be like this, she and Qi Junze are both healthy, and they are in the prime of life.

Qi Junze saw that Ming Nuan was stunned, and suddenly regretted saying this topic in front of Ming Nuan, and he also knew that Ming Nuan wanted a child.

Qi Junze sighed, hugged Ming Nuan to his lap, and slowly approached Ming Nuan, the two of them almost face to face.

"Nuan Nuan, my aunt doesn't blame you."

"I know." Ming Nuan said sullenly.

"Hehe, I know Nuan Nuan wants a child, and I also want to want a child for both of us." Qi Junze shook slowly like a child in his arms.

"But we're still young, and we're not in a hurry at all, don't you think we're in a two-person world like this for two more years?"

Ming Nuan held back her tears and nodded, and said, "Okay." ”

"So, don't rush, and don't care about other people's gossip."

Qi Junze comforted carefully.

Then Ming Nuan leaned his head on Qi Junze's shoulder, smelling the smell on his body, and he didn't know when he had fallen asleep.

……

"Wow, wow, wow."

"Xiao He, hurry up and take a look, what's wrong with Shuhan." Su Jingtian heard the child's crying and said anxiously.

"Oh, I'll go." He Peipei said and walked to Su Jingtian's bedroom.

I saw Xiao Shuhan lying on the side of the bed, stretching forward with his two hands hanging in the air, and his lower body was still on the bed.

After Su Jingtian heard it in the kitchen, she asked loudly, "Xiao He, what's the matter?" ”

"Sister Su, Shuhan almost fell off, I hugged her up." He Peipei replied loudly, and shook his arm by the way.

Su Jingtian, who was in the kitchen, heard the child's crying, and was distressed, so she immediately put down the spatula and walked to the kitchen.

"You go and look at the pot." Then she said to He Peipei.

When she came in, He Peipei was sitting on the edge of the bed, and Shuhan was lying on the bed, so Su Jingtian didn't see anything wrong.

He Peipei hated Su Jingtian's tone very much, but she had to listen.

The past few months when she came to He's house were the best days of her life, although she had to do housework every day, it was much easier than doing farm work at home.

Most crucially, she realizes a completely different life from her previous life.

Let her sigh that the first twenty years have been in vain.

Sometimes, she even fantasizes that she is the mistress of the house.

Su Jingtian picked up the child and kept coaxing it, so the child stopped crying, now Xiao Shuhan is only more than a year old, he can only say some simple words, and he can't say long sentences at all, plus He Peipei has always been honest and obedient, so Su Jingtian has never found that He Peipei's appearance is inconsistent.

Back in his small room, He Peipei threw himself on the soft bed, smelling the smell of new cotton on the tip of his nose, and He Peipei closed his eyes happily.

After taking a nap, Su Jingtian went out for a walk with Shuhan in her arms, leaving He Peipei alone at home to clean up the house.

Seeing Su Jingtian go out, He Peipei immediately suppressed the smile on her face and twisted her waist into Su Jingtian's room.

"Humph!"

He Peipei opened all the large wardrobes, looking at the dazzling array of clothes inside, he felt very satisfied, the only fly in the ointment is that these are not completely his own, if he can have these things one day, how beautiful it would be.

He Peipei took out a red dress from the wardrobe and touched the fabric, she had never seen this kind of material, it was still cold to the touch, it must be very comfortable to wear in summer.

This is the cloth sent by Ming Nuan Tuo Min Chaozong from the United States, and the fabric of chiffon is naturally not available now.

He Peipei took off her blue short sleeves, looked at her body in the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the room, looked left and right, and felt no worse than Su Jingtian.

That is, her breasts are not as big as hers, and when she saw the underwear in the drawer of the closet, He Peipei took out a flesh-colored one and muttered: "No shame." ”

After playing with it in his hand for a while, he removed his small vest and changed into this underwear.

Looking in the mirror, He Peipei suddenly found that her whole person seemed to be in good spirits, but this cover was too big and not suitable for her, He Peipei thought sourly.

Wearing this underwear with a larger cup, He Peipei put on the red dress.

I took a turn in front of the mirror, and it would have looked better if I had made myself whiter.

Then He Peipei thought about Su Jingtian's usual outfit and removed her two braids.

Sitting at the dresser, looking at the numerous cosmetics, she had a feeling of helplessness.

After He Peipei did a few mental construction for herself, she picked up the eyebrow pencil on the table and began to draw it carefully, then applied lipstick, and simply painted a makeup, but it changed people's complexion.

Looking at myself in the mirror, a solemn long dress, delicate makeup, by the way, there is still a lack of a pair of high heels.

This is perfect, this is the life you should live.

He Peipei thought that she was even fantasizing that she was walking in the crowd in such clothes, which was definitely in the limelight.

Then He Peipei came to the living room, imitated Su Jingtian's appearance, picked up the newspaper and read it.

After indulging alone for a while, He Peipei immediately returned to the bedroom to change his clothes, he was very disappointed in his heart, and he had a feeling of being beaten back from the princess to the prototype.

After a while, Su Jingtian returned.

As soon as she entered the house, she didn't feel right, she seemed to smell her own perfume.

She moved her nose as if it was indeed the smell of perfume.

She looked at He Peipei suspiciously and said, "Did you use my perfume?" ”

He Peipei was shocked, she didn't expect this Su Jingtian to be a dog's nose, she immediately said, "No, Sister Su, I just took out your clothes and dried them." ”

Su Jingtian nodded after hearing this, this explanation is still very reasonable, he has used a perfume for a long time, and it is also appropriate for his clothes to be contaminated with a smell.

He Peipei looked at Su Jingtian and nodded, and sighed in her heart that it was really thrilling, this time she had passed the test, and she still had to be careful in doing things in the future, so as not to be discovered.

"It's been a bit hot in the past two days, making a bitter gourd omelette at night, and then cooking a pot of mung bean soup." Su Jingtian said.

"Okay, I got it." He Peipei secretly scolded Su Jingtian in her heart, what she hates most is bitter gourd, bitter, what is delicious.

"In the future, you cook a pot of mung bean soup every morning, and after Yixiang leaves, you pour him a big cup." Su Jingtian instructed.

"Sister Su, I know." He Peipei nodded.

But she was laughing at Su Jingtian in her heart, and she didn't even pour the water that her husband brought when he left, to see how long the county magistrate could like her.

Well, this can only be said to be a different concept, since she was a child, Su Jingtian has lived a life of opening her mouth for food and stretching out her hands for clothes, for some things, Su Jingtian feels that there is no need to bow down to everything.