The sea breeze blew gently, and Chen Shaoqing wrapped her sitting on his lap tightly in his long fur coat, hugged her tightly, and leaned against her arms.

"You haven't told me yet, why is this a hundred steps away, but I only remember ninety-nine steps? Why did I do this at that time?" Chen Shaoqing asked her as she smelled her incense.

Mo Qi approached him a little and said, "This hundred steps is like our love. It is obviously a hundred steps, but he lost one step along the way and escaped."

"Ali, did we have some misunderstandings before?"

She was silent for a moment, hid in his arms and nodded slightly.

"Is there a deep misunderstanding?" Chen Shaoqing asked her.

"Well, it's a very deep misunderstanding. If it weren't for this misunderstanding, you wouldn't have become like this. It's all my fault that I blamed you." She began to blame herself again, hid in his arms and sobbed.

Chen Shaoqing gently stroked her hair and comforted her: "Ah, I no longer remember those things. Perhaps forgetting those unhappy things is a good choice? People often say that if you forget unhappy things, you should forget them. Since that thing makes us unhappy each other, we might as well forget them instead of doing this."

"Really..." She poked her head out of his arms.

Chen Shaoqing couldn't see her, but he still stretched out his hand to skillfully wipe away her tears.

"Silly girl, I don't know what happened to us in the past, but now you are my woman, my wife of Chen Shaoqing, and the person I once tried my best to protect. These points are enough."

"Shaoqing..." She looked at him with sore eyes. If Chen Shaoqing could see it, she would be heartbroken.

He smiled slightly, "Don't cry again when I can't see it now, otherwise I will feel distressed."

"Tsk, there is no such thing as this, I won't." She quickly rubbed her eyes, wrapped her hands in front of his waist and leaned against his chest.

Chen Shaoqing smiled secretly and pulled her his long coat and covered her.

A hundred steps away, only one step is left to be perfect, but the perfection of these hundred steps is obtained by the accumulation of the previous ninety-nine steps. If there is no persistence of those ninety-nine steps, how can the perfection of these last hundred steps be achieved?

...

"Auntie, I want to trouble you with something. Don't tell Ah Li about this."

One afternoon a few days later, Chen Shaoqing took advantage of Mo Li's visiting the wine cellar to place red wine, Chen Shaoqing secretly called the aunt at home to tell her.

It turned out that Chen Shaoqing wanted to have her birthday. In his memory, it seemed that he had not met her for a long time, so he wanted to have her birthday.

After hearing his strange request, the aunt at home had to do what she wanted and book a cake for him.

But how could Chen Shaoqing remember that a month ago, he just took her to celebrate a wonderful birthday at the Liushi Temple Fair for some reason.

"Sir, don't worry, I won't tell you what I'm going to tell my wife." The aunt at home kept it secret for him.

After finishing the work in the wine cellar and returning to the hall, she didn't know what was going on. As soon as she entered the hall, she sat beside him, leaning against his shoulders.

Chen Shaoqing gently touched her head and said, "What's wrong? Are you tired?"

She replied to him softly, "It's a bit, I feel like I didn't have a good rest last night."

"Oh, could it be because I didn't have a bed with me?" Chen Shaoqing was deliberately joking. After hearing this, Mo Li blushed and slapped him.

"What are you talking about, you stinking hooligan."

"Ha ha."

Chen Shaoqing laughed out loud and hugged her: "If you are tired, go back to your room to rest. I will call you when you are having a rest in the afternoon."

She closed her eyes slightly and thought for a while and replied to him: "Okay, I'm really too sleepy, so I'll go back to my room to rest. I won't be with you today."

Chen Shaoqing nodded: "Go, I'll call you later."

"Um."

After Mo Qi said that, she covered her mouth with her hands and yawned. She was really sleepy today. I don’t know why, but she didn’t have the strength anyway, so she couldn’t help but think that Jiang Cai went to the wine cellar by herself. She was still joking in her heart. After returning to the room and lying on the bed, she said to herself: “Can it be that the smell of wine today is too strong, and I am drunk just by the smell?”

The more she thought about it, the deeper she became, the deeper she felt, her eyelids flashed, and she fell asleep in a short while.

The door was opened, and he called her softly to see that she did not answer him, and then he concluded that she was asleep.

He pulled the windows and curtains a little tightened, sat by the bed, touched the quilt and covered her a little. Hearing her steady breathing, he left her room with confidence.

In the living room downstairs, the nanny at home called the pastry shop she knew to book cakes. The style of the cake was also said by the pastry chef. According to Chen Shaoqing's requirements, as long as the heart-shaped style, put more fruits.

After waiting for more than an hour, the cakes were delivered here. Chen Shaoqing was surprised and exclaimed: "The service in your store is good."

If it were another pastry shop, it would probably not take them so quickly. I think it was because the aunt at home knew an acquaintance.

Chen Shaoqing also prepared a special gift, which was entrusted by Li Dongyuan to ask him to buy for him secretly during his hospitalization abroad.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Chen Shaoqing changed into a delicate formal outfit, went to her room and gently opened the door, and sat next to her bed.

Mo Qi had actually woken up ten minutes ago but he didn't want to get up. He was a little confused, but after seeing him coming, he sat up from the bed and leaned against the pillow.

"Are you awake?" Chen Shaoqing asked him when he heard a slight movement.

"I just woke up not long ago. It wasn't because I got up when I came."

Chen Shaoqing smiled, and she looked at him who was a little different, and asked, "Are you going out? Or where are you going? I'll go with you."

He blinked his invisible eyes and wondered: "Where's not going? It's so late, it's dark, where can I go? Why did I suddenly ask this question?"

Mo Li pulled his clothes and said, "Then why are you wearing so formally? There is nothing special about you. You're wearing so formally."

Chen Shaoqing smiled: "You talk about clothes. I suddenly want to wear this style of clothes, so I changed my clothes. But is it okay to wear them in this formal outfit?"

Mo Qi looked at him and nodded with satisfaction: "It's not bad, it's quite handsome, it's worthy of being my husband."

"Wait a minute." Chen Shaoqing suddenly stopped.

She got up and asked him in slippers, "What's wrong? She was shocked."

Chen Shaoqing replied to her a few times: "What did you say?"

"What's wrong, I was shocked." Mo Qi replied to him.

"No, no, what did you call me in the previous sentence?"

"Husband~"

"Why."
Chapter completed!