How does it feel to be awoken by a Great God Qi?
Wen Liang stretched out his hand and poked the man's stomach. He pursed his lips and said, "I really thought you wanted to take a wedding photo with me, but it turns out that it's just for show of love. Yue Chan likes you. If she saw us taking wedding photos together, she would definitely not stand by and do nothing. And then you did it, didn't you? "
"The Mrs. Qi is terrifyingly clever!" The man took the white finger, put it to his lips, and kissed it. "Do you believe me if I say that I really want to take a wedding photo with you?"
"Comfortable?" She lowered her head and asked softly.
Qi Ye closed his eyes, and felt the feeling of being pressed on the acupuncture points with his warm fingers. In these past few days, this was probably the most relaxing, most comfortable moment.
"Yes, comfortable."
Hearing the man's voice, Wen Liang smiled, it was mainly because of the two meter long bed. At the moment, Qi Ye was lying on her leg.
"Hubby …"
"Hmm?" He opened his eyes in a daze. From this angle, he could see the delicate chin of the woman.
She lowered her head and her fingers came suddenly to his forehead, to his eyebrows, and then to the corners of his eyes.
"What's wrong?" Qi Ye heard her calling him, but he didn't know what she was going to say next. Qi Ye extended his hand out and grabbed the woman's slender fingers, then raised his head in confusion.
She lowered her gaze, looked into his incomparably deep eyes, and said in deep emotion: "Qi Thirteen, I suddenly discovered that your eyelashes are really long, and beautiful."
She slapped his hand away in disdain and said proudly, "No."
"Then what should we do?" He smiled and closed his eyes, allowing her to stroke his long eyelashes.
"Let's give birth to one..." she said suddenly.
"I say, give birth to a daughter. Her eyelashes are very long, just like yours. Your eyes must be like yours, and like yours, have a very good pair of legs. "There's also a high nose bridge, and a nice hairline …"
The man immediately flipped over on the bed and sat up. That posture made Wen Liang think of four words — carp fight.
"Say it again." There was a gleam of anticipation in his affectionate eyes.
"If you didn't hear it, then forget it." She turned her face away. "I'm going to take a bath."
The moment he stood up, he grabbed his arm and pulled it back.
She collapsed onto the bed, her beautiful long hair falling onto the white sheets. He put one hand on her ear, and with the other he gently brushed away the hair on her face. He lowered his head and pressed it against her red lips.
With great difficulty, he managed to extract a breath of his own. "Do you want to answer me?"
He laid on her body for two seconds, then got up and pulled her up from the bed. He gave her a kiss and said seriously, "I can't bear to part with it."
In fact, Wen Liang had been thinking about how unwavering she had been in liking this man for the past few years. Sometimes, she even wondered if liking him and loving him was just a habit.
But now, he gradually understood.
To like him was an irresistible fact. He loved him because he was worthy of being loved.
She extended a hand, and held his face: "Qi Ye, no one can see through your heart, so sometimes, you must clearly tell others what you feel. That way, I would know what to do and what was best. If I think of anything, I will tell you. If I need to rely on you, I will definitely be the first to think of you. "How about it?"
Wen Liang held his face, and with some effort, squeezed his entire face to the point of pouting.
"I know that you always face problems, analyze them, and solve them by yourself. Whenever I was in trouble, my first reaction was always to push me out of the story and then to solve the problem on my own. But this time and in the future, I want to stay with you. " Wen Liang looked at him with a serious expression.
She smoothed his wrinkled eyebrows gently. "I want to do something for you, too. If not, then at least let me participate, safe or dangerous. "Can you do it?"
After being silent for a long time, Qi Ye finally took off the hands that were holding his face in the other hand, held them in the palm of his hand, and replied: "Okay."
"Not leaving or abandoning?" Her clear eyes waited for his answer.
She put her hand over his mouth to stop him.
In fact, life was so short, there would always be a day when someone would come and someone would have to leave first. But at this moment, she simply could not expressionlessly listen to him analyze this rational fact.
He pulled her hand down again and held it in his palm and said, "For the rest of my life, I will never leave you. If there is a gap between Yin and Yang, no matter which one goes first, you must remain safe and sound. "
"..." She was silent for a long time. Finally, she nodded. "Alright."
He reached out his hands, touched her head, and kissed her forehead. He said in a doting tone, "Little liar, don't think that I don't know that Su Xiaomi is pregnant with a stinking brat. I'll call you and tell you that you should have a daughter.
The woman's eyes widened as she covered her mouth. "How did you know?"
Qi Ye got off the bed and walked towards the washroom.
He leaned on the doorframe and looked at the man who was filling the bathtub with water. He laughed foolishly: "How did you know that rice leaf is pregnant with a boy? "How do you know she wants me to have a daughter so I can be a relative?"
"Let Wei Junliu and Su Xiaomi give birth to a daughter to be our Zhifei's wife. We, Zhifei, do not mind their daughter being too young." Qi Ye stretched out his hand to test the water temperature.
Wen Liang burst out in laughter. "You don't like your daughter anymore?"
"More like you." He stretched out his hand and pushed the woman's head out of the door frame. "Your husband wants to take a bath now. Shall we take a bath together?"
Wen Liang reached out to pry away the man's finger from his forehead. "No, I don't even know what you're thinking!"
"I like the little shit you think about." The man grabbed her wrist and pulled her into the bathroom. He then carried her inside and kicked the bathroom door shut …
Wen Liang reached out and grabbed the man's shirt collar, but he was still thrown into the bathtub.
"Are you going to drown me?" She flapped her wings twice, then splashed water onto the man's face.
He grabbed the shower and aimed it at her. The thin T-shirt stuck to his body, revealing a delicate curve.
Wen Liang was still pouring water on Qi Ye's body, but he suddenly stopped in his tracks. She lowered her head and looked at his drenched body. She thought for a moment before raising her head and sticking out her chest, pointing at the marks on his body that had yet to disappear. "Look, it's all done by you!"
"What?" He asked knowing the answer.
"Nothing, just a bath!" She fell into the bathtub.
Wen Liang's face reddened. "What are you trying to do?"
"I'll plant it in your soil at 37C."
"... "The routine is getting deeper and deeper. Qi X …" The man leaped up and squeezed into her bathtub.
"A soil of 37C ° is not able to grow live strawberries..."
"..." Why would she want to discuss this with a straight-A student?
In the end, Wen Liang suffered a crushing defeat as he knelt and pleaded for mercy.
Qi Ye said that he wanted to take a photo of the wedding, and he was not joking around. Early the next morning, when Wen Liang had just woken up, Qi Ye had already arranged for a stylist and photographer. Get ready to take the photo in the shed first.
Wen Liang had thought that Qi Ye was just speaking casually, but before he could even wake up, he was dragged into the car.
He then handed her the breakfast and said, "When Zhifei is taking his afternoon nap, I'll get Steward Gao to bring him here so that we can take a few pictures of our entire family."
Wen Liang nodded, she did not listen to Qi Ye's words at all, because he had bought her favorite soy milk and youtiao, her entire mind was filled with food.
"This fried dough stick has a lot of customers. Did you buy it yourself?" The little woman had an excited and happy little expression on her face.
In the end, he said: "Bao Rong bought it."
"..." He really felt that the Thin Secretary should increase his salary, if the person who paid was not the Qi Thirteen.
Just as Wen Liang was enjoying her meal, her phone rang.
He took out his phone and saw that it was rice leaf calling. Wen Liang quickly picked it up and immediately heard rice leaf's loud voice from the other side of the phone: "Seriously, how did it feel to be awoken by Great God Qi early in the morning?"
"What the hell?" Wen Liang took a bite of the youtiao.