"Okay, from now on, I'll take care of myself!" Jing Qingran said.

"I'm afraid you're going to raise you miserably." Mu Zhengchen said.

"How is that possible?" My mother has been here for so many years, what's the problem with raising herself?

"Forget it, you should be my wife obediently, I will still be responsible for your feeding problems, you just need to raise the children well." Mu Zhengchen said.

"I'd better go out and ask for food." Jing Qingran waved his hand and said.

"What are you not satisfied with?" Mu Zhengchen raised his eyebrows and asked.

"There's nothing dissatisfied, I just want to live a different way." Jing Qingran waved his hand and said.

"Just want to live a different way?" Mu Zhengchen looked at her general face, blurred outline.

"yes, I should also make some money on my own," Jing Qingran said, feeling like being forced into a corner.

"You're short of money?" Mu Zhengchen asked.

"It seems, there is no shortage of money." Since Jing Qingran married him, even the concept of money has blurred a lot, whether in modern times or in ancient times.

Anyway, I can't realize it, more money or less money, I just don't feel anything.

Just like this air, you don't feel it, but you use it all the time and don't care too much.

"Since there is no shortage of money, what money do you have to make? Isn't it good for you to stay at home and take care of the children? ”

"However, in this case, I really don't have much ability to make money," Jing Qingran waved his hand and said sadly.

"You still need earning power?" Mu Zhengchen asked.

"I'm always leaning on you, I'm embarrassed," Jing Qingran waved his hand.

"Then you're sorry to continue." He said lightly, there was no embarrassment at all, as if he was discussing an ordinary matter.

"Ugh"

"Wife, lie on your stomach."

"Why do you want to lie on your stomach?"

Mu Zhengchen was silent for a moment, then lowered his head slightly, and whispered in her ear, "You know."

"Uh" was another uh.

"Tonight, don't think about sleeping, the night is so long, let's take our time." He said lightly.

In the darkness of the "husband", only a woman's voice could be heard softly.

"Huh? What's wrong? The voice of the man who answered her was very low and hoarse.

"There is one sentence, although I have told you many times before, but I still want to tell you" The woman's voice spoke slowly, and the words were a little unclear.

"Which sentence?" The man's deep voice asked her.

"It's just that I like you," the woman's soft voice slowly said this sentence, and the whole person blushed.

"Well, what do you like about me?"

"I like it everywhere"

"Well, I'll love you well." After saying that, he lowered his head and kissed her hard.

"Anyway, you can't run away!" He said again.

This night, destined to sleepless,

The moonlight outside the window was very light, it looked a kind of cold, and the moonlight dimly penetrated the window screen, leaving a vague light next to the bed, which could not be seen clearly at all.

The next day, in the morning.

Jing Qingran woke up very late, and after waking up, he felt a sore back and a sore back, his body bones were like falling apart, he had no strength at all, and he couldn't sit up.

She reached out and touched the side, but it was empty, leaving only a faint residual warmth.