Wen Tian deleted all the information she had with Yerou.
She didn't plan to let Pei Shaomu know about this matter.
She can solve it by herself if she has the ability, so she doesn't need to trouble Pei Shaomu.
Because of Yerou's incident, Wen Tian no longer had the intention to continue browsing Weibo.
She simply stared at Pei Shaomu.
The more you look at it, the better it looks.
Those thick eyelashes, that tall nose, and those thin lips are simply a sight to behold everywhere.
Like a forest exuding mist, people can't help but be tempted to walk in.
Wen Tian's hand fell on Pei Shaomu's face.
She wanted to touch this handsome face.
However, before she started touching, Wen Tian's fingers were caught.
Pei Shaomu opened his eyes.
He looked at Wen Tian with a half-smile but said, "Sneak on me."
Wen Tian: "..."
Now that she was caught, Wen Tian became confident: "I touched her generously."
Pei Shaomu laughed.
He let go of Wen Tian's fingers: "Then you touch it."
Now that Pei Shaomu is awake, Wen Tian is really embarrassed to touch him.
But the words have just been spoken, and there is no reason to take them back.
Wen Tian simply mustered up the courage to touch her, and caressed the man's handsome face under his loving gaze.
Even if you don't look at it and feel it with your hands, you can still notice the three-dimensionality of the man's facial features and the silk-like skin. The touch is really wonderful.
"Pei Shaomu, why is your skin so good?" Wen Tian couldn't help but said, "How to take care of it, please teach me."
"No need to teach." Pei Shaomu smiled and stared at Wen Tian: "Your skin is better."
Wen Tian touched her face: "It's just a little sensitive."
"Don't worry." Pei Shaomu said in a serious tone: "Our company's research and development team for sensitive skin has entered the final stage. I believe that there will be skin care products and cosmetics suitable for you in the near future."
"Really?" The corners of Wen Tian's lips curled up.
"Really." Pei Shaomu said.
"Okay." Wen Tian put down her hand, and her mind jumped to another thing.
Wen Tian stared into Pei Shaomu's eyes: "Has Yerou sent you a message?"
Pei Shaomu was stunned for a moment.
He didn't know how such a nice Wen Tian could ask such a question.
Pei Shaomu searched his mind: "I don't remember much."
He really couldn't remember such a small thing.
Wen Tian took out Pei Shaomu's cell phone: "My cell phone is out of battery, so I'll play with your cell phone."
"Yeah." Pei Shaomu gestured to Wen Tian to continue.
"But I saw Yerou's name in the address book on your mobile phone. Did you save Yerou's number?" Wen Tian said.
Pei Shaomu looked magnanimous: "Yes, if you don't like it I will delete it."
Wen Tian said nothing and looked at Pei Shaomu with a smile, that smile was full of meaning.
Pei Shaomu took his mobile phone from Wen Tian.
He deleted Ye Rou's number from his mobile phone address book in front of Wen Tian.
To be honest, Wen Tian was quite satisfied with Pei Shaomu's move.
With just one sentence, the man deleted Yerou directly.
But she still asked: "You and Yerou are just ordinary friends, there is no need to delete them."
Pei Shaomu's voice was gentle: "If my wife doesn't like it, I will delete it. My wife is the most important."
Wen Tian couldn't help but look away: "Who is your wife?"
"you."
Wen Tian shyly slapped Pei Shaomu: "We are not married yet!"
Pei Shaomu took the opportunity to hold Wen Tian's hand: "Almost."
Lin Caiqing said that it would be more appropriate for them to get married at the end of the month, which is the day for their fortune-telling, but now it will be the end of the month in just a few days.
A blush flew across Wen Tian's face: "It seems to be really fast."
Pei Shaomu's eyes were deep: "Wen Tian, I want to give you the grandest wedding. I was contacting the best wedding planning company in the world some time ago. They will come up with a plan then. See if you like it."
Wen Tian's eyes flashed with astonishment.
Pei Shaomu is already contacting the wedding planning company?
She, she doesn't even know.
Wen Tian couldn't help but said, "Why didn't you tell me?"
Even though I said this, I couldn't help but feel secretly happy in my heart.
Pei Shaomu smiled: "I originally wanted not to tell you. I wanted to give you a surprise that day, but I was afraid that the details would still dissatisfy you. I think about it and tell you anyway."
The joy in Wen Tian's heart only increased a bit.
She couldn't help but said in a low voice: "I like it no matter what."
Pei Shaomu held Wen Tian's hand tighter: "Wen Tian, I want to give you the most perfect wedding."
Wen Tian nodded shyly.
Seeing Wen Tian's shy and happy look, Pei Shaomu's heart was filled with ripples.
When he and Wen Tian got married for the first time, he had already prepared the wedding arrangements, but Wen Tian refused in every possible way.
She didn't want any wedding at all.
But now it is indeed a different scene.
Pei Shaomu felt sad in his heart.
He and Wen Tian were finally happy.
The intravenous drip was finished here, and Wen Tian called the nurse to remove Pei Shaomu's needle.
When she left, she checked Pei Shaomu's legs and found that they were no longer so red and swollen.
Wen Tian breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing Wen Tian being so cautious, Pei Shaomu couldn't help but hug Wen Tian into his arms.
Wen Tian's breathing was stagnant when she was suddenly hugged by a man.
Pei Shaomu's lips fell on Wen Tian's ear: "Little girl, I'm not dreaming."
"Yes, yes, it's not a dream, uncle, the little girl finally likes you." She blinked her eyes and said mischievously: "Congratulations, uncle, finally the old cow successfully ate the young grass."
Pei Shaomu burst into laughter when Wen Tian said this.
His hand grabbed Wen Tian's waist gently but not heavily: "Tell me why you are so naughty."
"Don't you just like my naughtiness?" Wen Tian looked at Pei Shaomu with a smile.
Pei Shaomu's lips curled up slightly: "Yes, I like you no matter what you look like."
"Would you like it if you turned into a shrew and a housewife in the future?" Wen Tian suddenly had an idea.
She remembered that someone had told her that many women were either gentle or shy, but after marriage, without exception, they became housewives around the stove or a shrew.
Pei Shaomu stared at Wen Tian and said with her beautiful thin lips: "Don't worry, you won't become a shrew or a housewife."
"Why?" Wen Tian blurted out.
The man's eyes were as deep as a thousand-year-old ancient pond: "Because I will pamper you like a princess in the long years to come."
Wen Tian's heart was throbbing.
She didn't speak for a long time.
It wasn't until a long time later that she said in a low voice: "Pei Shaomu, I'm so lucky and lucky that I didn't miss you."
When Wen Tian got up the next day, it was almost noon again.
Last night, she was still tortured by a man for almost a whole night. Every time when she begged for mercy, the man said hoarsely in her ear: "Little girl, I have endured it for more than thirty years, please let me indulge."