She rolled her eyes and reached out to pull Lian Xueyin's sleeve, "Husband, my shoes are wet, please carry me back, okay?"

"Um."

Lian Xueyin responded, handed the umbrella to her hand, turned around and squatted down with his back to her.

Qing Hui held an umbrella and looked at the person squatting down in front of her in surprise.

She just gave it a try, and he actually agreed?

Qing Hui climbed onto Lian Xueyin's back in a daze and hugged his neck with one arm.

Lian Xueyin was really not only tall, but also had long legs and arms. One arm easily held her legs, and the other arm was able to take the umbrella in her hand and lift it up.

He raised his head to protect her from the rain.

Seeing this, Qing Hui quickly put her arms around his neck.

Resting your chin on his shoulder.

Smelling his breath that was as cold as snow, she couldn't help but sigh, this husband was really good at everything.

It's a pity that she no longer knows what love feels like. Otherwise, wouldn't it be good to have a relationship with such a husband who satisfies her in every way?

Qing Hui remembered what she had just seen in the fantasy world, the scene where Liu Shuangyue and Chen Shuangxu met for the first time.

Probably the best memory of the two of them is that period.

Therefore, other scenes in the fantasy world are very blurry. Only that first encounter, not even a single detail of the real voice, expression, and eyes has been left out. This shows how unforgettable it is for Liu Shuangyue.

"Husband," Qing Hui called out.

"Um?"

"Have I not given you any leaves today?" Qing Hua asked.

"Yeah." Lian Xueyin replied, and then said: "It's okay, it's okay."

Qing Hui didn’t believe it.

If it was really okay, why go all the way to make a deal with her father and let her come all the way to get married?

But seeing his calm look, Qing Hui suddenly had the idea of ​​mischief. She leaned forward and reached out to touch Lian Xueyin's face.

"Husband, please wait a moment."

Qing Hu held Lian Xueyin's face, leaned over and blocked his lips.

"Husband, open your mouth."

Her voice was slurred.

Lian Xueyin moved her lips,

The green cypress caught the cold snowflakes falling from the top of the snow-capped mountains in her imagination.

Lian Xueyin tightened his grip on her legs.

After kissing for a while, Qing Hui panted slightly and let go of him, blinking, "Husband, my back hurts. How about we change positions?"

She was lying on her back like this, with half of her body pressed on one of his shoulders. It was so tiring.

Lian Xueyin chuckled at her rogue appearance.

Although he still had the same ordinary face, Qing Hui was a little stunned.

"Husband, you smiled."

"Um,"

Lian Xueyin responded in a low voice and said,

"So if you lie down well, you won't be tired anymore."

Qing Hua: "..."

It’s really a sight to behold.

No wonder I don’t have a wife at my age.

Qing Hui slowly lay down on his back.

He carried her all the way home.

I don't know when the rain will stop.

The lantern at the door was a little dim in the night.

Lian Xueyin put her down, turned around and grabbed her waist.

"Husband?"

Lian Xueyin lowered his head and pressed her lips,

"Zhizhi, the rain has stopped."

"You haven't given me your leaves yet."
Chapter completed!