In Huabanli's bedroom, an ambiguous and confusing fragrance hangs in the air.
Qin Chizhou gasped lightly and looked at Ai Xiaomi, who had blushing cheeks. He lowered his head and took a bite on her neck, "Ai Xiaomi, didn't you say you want to be like your idol? Sister Wan is already married, when will you marry me?"
"Go down, you're dead!"
Reaching out to push him, Ai Xiaomi squinted and said with a smile: "I listen to my elders the most. Grandpa Qin said that I would waste a few years on you, but I listen to grandpa!"
"Then my mother asked you to be nicer to me, why didn't you listen?"
Qin Chizhou said viciously.
After moving out of Ai Meiling, Qin Chizhou seemed to have endless confidence in his heart.
Ai Xiaomi glared at him angrily, "Qin Gou, how old are you? If you go to my mother to accuse me again, I will, I will... ah!"
"What about you?"
After pushing her hard, Qin Chizhou lowered his head to kiss her, "Did our mother say that you like to eat sweet and sour hairtail the most? I worked hard to buy imported hairtail online, washed it and cooked it, and you only eat that
How many pieces?"
"Are you saying that you don't look good in pants and that your legs look longer in a small skirt? I bought it for you, but you are picky?"
Every time you say something, use a little more force.
Seeing that Ai Xiaomi's face was getting redder and redder, and even her neck and fair shoulders were dyed a layer of honey pink, Qin Chizhou lowered his head and bit her lips, "A woman's heart is deep in her heart, my ancestors were absolutely right!"
The man's words were full of resentment, as if she was the one who really didn't appreciate it.
Ai Xiaomi opened her wet eyes and glared at him.
"I like to eat sweet and sour hairtail fish, but my mother only makes one plate every time. If you make such a big pot, am I a pig? Can I eat so much? And the little skirt..."
Speaking of the so-called small skirt that ended up being turned into a piece of rag and thrown into the trash can, Ai Xiaomi was embarrassed and angry, "That's a nightgown, is that a small skirt?"
"Why isn't it a little skirt?"
Qin Chizhou pinched her waist proudly.
"OK……"
Slapping his hand away, Ai Xiaomi turned her head and looked at the night outside the window, "Anyway, I've torn one into pieces, and there are several more. I'll just pick one and wear it out tomorrow...ah!"
"you dare!"
Qin Chizhou bumped into her fiercely, "Only brother can see those little skirts! If you dare to let others see it, see one cut out, one cut out, two cut out and a pair!"
The unreasonable things he said were justified by him.
Ai Xiaomi raised her foot to kick him, but Qin Chizhou grabbed her and pinned her down on the waist.
"Say, will you marry me or not?"
"Don't marry!"
"Then when will you get married?"
"Look...look at me, my mood..."
"Ai Xiaomi, touch your conscience and see if it hurts!"
"Rogue! Ah..."
An unexpected exclamation sounded, and it disappeared in an instant.
When everything calmed down, Ai Xiaomi felt like her whole body was falling apart and she didn't want to move at all.
Fortunately, Qin Chizhou was not as doggy as she usually said, and he still knew how to hug her and take a shower.
Darkness came over, and after a while, Qin Chizhou's even and long breathing sounded in his ears, and Ai Xiaomi's brain became clearer little by little.
I don't know what time it is, but the night outside the window comes in, and I can clearly see his sleeping eyebrows.
Ai Xiaomi stared blankly.
She was with him in June three years ago.
In one month, it will be their third anniversary together.
However, after so many separations and reunions, he must have forgotten the days when they were together.
That’s fine.
Just think of it as... a surprise for him.
Goodnight husband!
Ai Xiaomi leaned forward and pecked him on the lips, then snuggled into Qin Chizhou's arms and fell into a deep sleep.