Huangfuruo looked surprised, "Do you still remember?"
That was when she set the rules for him when they were in love.
"Of course." Qin Lan smiled, "I will naturally keep my wife's teachings in mind."
Huangfuruo smiled, came over and kissed him on the face, then turned around to serve the noodles, "Seeing that you are doing well, I'll let you have a bowl of noodles!"
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Desert camp.
Chu Xiaochen's tent.
Luo Jun gently hugged Chu Xiaochen, who was slightly sweaty in his arms, and his fingers were still playing with a lock of her long hair.
The hair, like silk, wrapped around his white fingers like a strange ring.
"Xiao Chen!" Luo Jun gently rubbed the top of her hair with his chin, "Would you write a lyric for me when you have time?"
"Lyrics?" Chu Xiaochen raised his face, "What song?"
"The theme song of "Shen Fengchu"." Luo Jun raised his arm with one arm, "I have already thought about using my mother's early song "Dian Jian Lip" for the interlude, but the theme song needs to be a new one. I already have it, how about you fill in the lyrics for me?"
"I..." Chu Xiaochen hesitated, "Can I do it?"
"You write novels, why are you so unsure of yourself?" Luo Jun smiled and held her face in his hands, "I believe you can do it."
Chu Xiaochen also laughed, "Okay, then I'll give it a try."
Luo Jun pulled her over, held a lock of her hair and stroked her neck gently, "What did you want to say to me at the beginning?"
"very beginning?"
"That's when I took you into the tent before I kissed you."
"Oh..." Chu Xiaochen thought for a while, "I want to say, actually... I also prepared a gift for you."
Luo Jun stopped holding his hair with his fingers and looked at her with twinkling eyes, "My gift?"
"Yes." Chu Xiaochen said as he stood up, "I'll get the paper bag over there!"
Luo Jun raised his hand and pushed her back onto the pillow, "You are sweaty. Don't catch a cold. I'll go."
Standing up, he walked over and picked up the paper bag placed on the table, lifted it to the small bed, gave the paper bag to her, and lay down next to her again.
Since it was a gift she wanted to give him, of course it had to be "given by her" and not "taken by him".
Chu Xiaochen took the paper bag, took out a cardboard box from it, and brought it to him, "Then, this is it!"
Luo Jun looked at the paper box in her hand with a look of astonishment on his face, "Underwear?"
Because she had asked Chu Xiaochen for his opinion when choosing cufflinks before, Luo Jun thought it would be the pair of sapphire blue cufflinks she mentioned.
Therefore, when he saw that Chu Xiaochen gave Zhuo Ran the pair of black cufflinks, although he was a little sour, he was not really angry.
Now that I saw this unexpected gift, I was really surprised.
Chu Xiaochen leaned in his arms and opened the box in his hand, "I used to see you always wearing disposable ones. I think that one is a bit uncomfortable. You should wear this kind in the future! Pure cotton is more comfortable. , I bought eight pairs in total, one piece a day is enough. It seems not convenient to wash clothes here. You can keep them first and I will help you wash them when you return to Beijing."
Luo Jun narrowed his eyes slightly, "Will you help me wash it?"
"Yes, do you want to wash it yourself?" Chu Xiaochen turned to look at him jokingly.
However, Luo Jun was staring attentively, his eyes were firm and persistent, "Xiao Chen, let's get married!"
Since childhood, he has received gifts from countless people.
