Su Mang pulled him to her side and handed the invitation to him like a treasure, "Look, look, Che's parents have invited us to attend their 20th wedding anniversary."
Jiang Liuyun took the invitation and looked through it. The invitation was very beautifully made and took a lot of thought, but you don't have to like it like this, right?
Could it be that he usually hid her too closely and never took her to attend banquets and dances, thus suffocating her?
"Do you like to go to dances?" It seems that he needs to reflect on it. He always doesn't want to show her beauty to others. He always wants to hide her by his side and in his own home. Has he suffocated her, girl?
Most people like that kind of beautiful and romantic occasion, right?
"No," Su Mang shook his head and leaned into his arms with a smile on his lips, "I just envy Che's parents. They have been in love for so many years and are still so romantic. Che's father must love his mother very much.
That’s why you put so much thought into preparing your own surprise for your wife, did you know? The bamboos in the small garden of Minghan College were all planted by Ming’s father for Ming’s mother!”
Seeing her nestling in his arms so naturally, leaning her head on his shoulder, and happily flipping through the invitations in her hands, Jiang Liuyun felt peaceful, happy, and peaceful in his heart.
The so-called dependence on each other, the so-called long-lasting flow of water, means two people cuddling together quietly and sharing each other's joys, sorrows, and joys, right?
He put his arm around her shoulders and chuckled, "Well, Uncle Ming and Aunt Ming have always had a good relationship, but... we don't need to envy them, because..."
He pecked her hair lightly, "Because we will do the same in the future, get married, have children, stay together, and love each other for the rest of our lives..."
This time, Su Mang surprisingly did not refute or choke him, but just snuggled quietly into his arms. The quiet and soft aura on his body made Jiang Liuyun let out a long sigh.
The pungent and sweet taste of agricultural fertilizer is not the real taste, it is the real taste that is plain and bland.
Spending time with the person you like, just sitting quietly like this, makes you feel extremely happy.
"Yun, what kind of gift do you think we should give them?" Su Mang suddenly sat up from Jiang Liuyun's arms, his eyes sparkling like black grapes soaked in water, moist and sparkling, bright and charming.
Jiang Liuyun was overjoyed - this time, she didn't call him by his first name, but by his nickname! Does this mean... that his road to pursuing his wife will become smoother and smoother in the future?
Where is it??
"It needs to be expensive, but it must not be tacky..." He frowned slightly and thought hard.
Su Mang blinked, with excitement in his eyes, "Yun, I remember Che said that there is a word for bamboo in Ming's mother's name, so Ming's father and Ming's mother both like bamboo, I will draw a picture
Can I give the bamboo picture to Ming’s mother?”
"Okay!!" Jiang Liuyun immediately agreed, "The Ming family has been a famous family for generations, and no matter how expensive things are, they are not rare. The paintings I drew by myself are true and sincere. Ming's father and Ming's mother will definitely like them, but..."
Jiang Liuyun coughed lightly, "Su Su...can you still get the paintings you painted?"
He is not worried about Ming's father and Ming's mother. Even if Su Mang paints the bamboo in such a way that it cannot be seen clearly, they will definitely accept it happily, because they understand that the heart is the most precious, and they are afraid that she will be laughed at by the guests.
"Okay!" Su Mang raised his eyebrows proudly, "I'm very good at painting! For Ling Xiao's birthday this year, I drew twenty-five seagulls for him. You can see the eyes and nostrils on each one. They are so beautiful!
