Nan Shiyu had a shallow smile at the end of her eyes.

Raise your arm and hook him around his neck.

Looking up at him, "Okay, where do you want to go?" ”

Jiang Jingyu rubbed the corners of her lips, her eyebrows and eyes were warm and indissolvable.

"Go back and make a plan, and when your brother and they come back, I'll take you out for a while."

The smile on the corner of Nan Shiyu's lips increased, "What about the company?" ”

Jiang Jingyu said without guilt: "Didn't my uncle say that when we were on our honeymoon, he would take care of it." ”

Nan Shiyu raised her eyebrows.

"Okay, then I'll do a strategy when I go home and go out to play for a month or two."

—

As soon as the lights come on, the night of the city begins.

Sheng Ting Villa.

in the bedroom.

Nan Shiyu nested on the sofa, flipping through the booklets of tourist attractions that Jiang Jingyu had sent over.

It didn't take long for the fingertips to turn the pages a little slower.

In those beautiful eyes, they were gradually stained with a sleepy mist.

She hid her lips and yawned.

He shook his head and set aside a few booklets in his hand.

I got up and went to the vanity mirror, picked out a hairpin casually, and planned to take a shower and get ready for bed.

Through the smooth mirror, Nan Shiyu looked at herself in the mirror.

After a slight pause, she stared at the mirror and rubbed her cheeks.

I always feel that she seems to be a little fatter.

This thought flashed through her mind, and she immediately went to look at her waist, measured it with her hand, and her delicate eyebrows gradually tightened.

Delusion?

I didn't notice the long flesh on my waist,

But how do you feel fat?

Every girl doesn't want to gain weight, and Nan Shiyu is no exception.

Mrs. Jiang thought depressedly in her heart, she would weigh herself later to see if there was any flesh.

She pulled her hair back up and tidied up the dressing top.

When she put the two hairpins at hand into a box specially filled with hairpins, looking at the hairpins that filled a whole box, Nan Shiyu paused.

She flicked the hairpin in the box.

There are a wide variety of styles.

I didn't notice it before, since she got married, Jiang Jingyu gave her more than ten hairpins intentionally or unintentionally.

Nan Shiyu picked up the chic tassel hairpin he gave her on the wedding night, and dialed the tassel on it to see it swaying silently.

At a certain moment, Mrs. Jiang inadvertently understood why he had been obsessed with giving her hairpins since he got married.

- hairpins, wives, and hairpins.

It wasn't until this moment that Nan Shiyu realized that he had been hiding his mind in the details.

Sending a hairpin on the wedding night is not only a wedding gift, but also his feelings, his heart, and his importance to this marriage.

She thought that the two were just a plastic couple on the face, and she never thought about it at a deep level.

Even if he sent hairpins again many times in various names later, she didn't think about it in this regard.

I just think that her cheap husband has a unique hobby, and among the many hair accessories, she can only look at this elegant hairpin.

Now that she understands his intentions, Nan Shiyu couldn't help laughing when she looked at the tassel hairpin in her hand.

It turned out that so early.

So early on.

If she had noticed it earlier, she wouldn't have kept him waiting and never responded.

Nan Shiyu stared at the box of hairpins for a while, and then put all the hair accessories on the dresser except for the grab clips used in the bath, including all the diamond jewelry she had made with heavy gold, into a box.

And threw the box into a cabinet in the corner next to it.

On the huge dressing table, only hairpins remained.

It's not too late to know.

Nan Shiyu thought so, in the future, she would only wear the hairpin he gave herself.

—

Eight forty p.m.

Jiang Jingyu pushed the door in.

When he saw the woman on the big bed with her eyes closed and looking like she was asleep, surprise flashed on his face.

He approached with a step, leaned down, and landed his palm on the woman's slender back.

Nan Shiyu didn't fall asleep, as soon as he came, she opened her eyes.

"Sleepy so early?" The man's voice is low.

Nan Shiyu rubbed the tails of her eyes, got up from the bed, and got into his arms.

His chin rested on his shoulder, and he was as lazy as a pampered cat.

"After taking a bath, the sleepiness came up and squinted for a while."

As she spoke, she half-opened her eyes, and put her white arms on the back of his neck, "Done?" ”

Jiang Jingyu hugged her into his arms and patted her on the back, "I'm done." ”

"That's right." Nan Shiyu suddenly thought of gaining weight.

After taking a bath just now, drowsiness came quickly.

She didn't bother to go downstairs to find the scale, and came straight to the bed.

"Let's see if your wife is fat."

As she spoke, she took his hand and pressed it against her waist.

He also pulled his head back a little, and let him see the flesh on his face by the way.

Jiang Jingyu chuckled.

Following her wishes, she measured the excessively thin waist with her palm, "Not fat." ”

He didn't hesitate to speak, and pinched the side of her face with his other hand, and his eyes were doting: "The face is not fat." ”

"It's still the most perfect body before."

Nan Shiyu frowned, "But how do I feel that I am fatter than before." ”

Jiang Jingyu, who knew that his wife had perfect requirements for her figure, stroked her waist, lowered her head and kissed the corner of her lips, and coaxed:

"Then from tomorrow, I'll take you for a walk in the yard in the morning?"

Nan Shiyu deviated her head and should come down.

Then he took the initiative to kiss him on the lips, hooked his neck with his wrists, and buried his body tightly in his arms.

Jiang Jingyu gently slapped the back of her head, asked her to tilt her head, and deepened the kiss.

For a moment, he grabbed her by the waist.

Lacquer eyes darkened slightly.

"Do you still have energy?"

Nan Shiyu pressed her cheek against the side of his neck, said "hmm" lightly, and nodded.

***

The next day, Miss Nanda, who slept until noon again, woke up and left behind the walk she had promised last night.

—

Huating Villa.

Nan Yuheng's movements were very fast, and since he said that he was going to go on his honeymoon, he began to pack his things early the next morning.

Cheng Nianan came out of the bathroom and saw him standing in front of the bedside table, throwing a small umbrella into the small suitcase with him.

Looking at this scene, Cheng Nian'an, who felt a faint pain in his waist again: "......!" ”

Obviously said yes, first just get the certificate.

He was good, and the day after he got the certificate, he confirmed the relationship between husband and wife.

There are many things, but where there is a first time, there will be a second and a third time.

The same is true of the conjugal obligations that make her completely powerless.

I couldn't bear to look at it anymore, lest my little body suffer even more, Cheng Nianan was about to go out, when he heard him ask with some confusion:

"Wife, why does the quantity of this thing feel so much less?"

Cheng Nian'an paused.

My heart instantly tugged.

She turned in slow motion.

I saw Nan Yuheng holding a small umbrella, looked back at her, and asked thoughtfully:

"Have you used so much in the past two days?"

He remembered that he had prepared a lot.

Cheng Nian looked away with peace of mind.

Don't even look at the thing in his hand.

"Aren't you all in charge of this?" She cleanly brushed it off, and then added, "Possibly, you're mistaken." ”

Nan Yuheng smiled at the corner of her lips.

The gaze that fell on her was a little more different.

"Really?" He casually threw the small umbrella in his hand into the suitcase, and said lightly: "Probably, I remember wrong." ”

With that, he lifted his legs and walked to the cloakroom.

Obviously, the wardrobe inside is very large, so he chose the door where Cheng Nianan secretly hid the small umbrella.

"You rest for a while, I'll help you pack a few clothes."

Cheng Nian'an's footsteps that just wanted to leave stopped again.

Her eyes flickered.

Clothes!

Mrs. Nan, who thought of something, hurriedly ran to the cloakroom.

The moment Nan Yuheng put her hand into the place where the black bag was hidden, she pounced, didn't even bother to hit him, and her slender fingertips pressed his wrist tightly.

"No need to clean up!" Her voice was shirking.

Nan Yuheng raised his eyebrows slowly.

His gaze swept over the posture she was throwing at him at the moment, and the other wrist wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Reason."

Cheng Nianan suppressed the tension in his heart, raised his eyes, and swept through the closet without a trace.

"You don't know which one I want to wear, Brother Yu Heng, you go out first, I'll clean up myself."

Maybe she didn't even realize it,

Since receiving the certificate and becoming a husband and wife, she no longer calls him 'Brother Yuheng'.

For a piece of clothing, this is the first time she has shouted this title after marriage.

Nan Yuheng looked at her for a few seconds, and really gave up the idea, and withdrew the hand that fell on the cabinet door according to her wishes.

"Since my wife asks, then listen to you."