His mouth opened and closed, and he seemed lost in thought, muttering something unintelligible.

He pulled her into a deserted alley.

That little mouth looks like jelly; I really want to kiss it.

Thinking this way, Chen Yifei also perked up.

He pressed his lips against hers, placed one hand behind her head, his fingers gently inserting into her hair, and with a little force, pulled her body closer to him.

The entire surroundings were enveloped in Chen Yifei's scent; the man's aura seemed to envelop her entirely.

He Runqing looked somewhat dazed, her slender neck trembling slightly with her rapid breathing, her perfect shoulder blades tilting backward.

She pushed Chen Yifei away.

Looking down at his hand, which was in an inappropriate place, she saw his breathing was still unsteady. She said, "Chen Yifei, you're not being honest."

Chen Yifei: "..."

This is really hard to control.

When you get close, your hand needs a place to rest, right?

He explained earnestly, "It should be a man's instinct."

"If you don't like it, I won't touch you next time."

He still had to respect his wife's wishes; he couldn't act recklessly. He was a man determined to achieve great success and spoil his wife rotten.

He Runqing snorted coldly, pulled the man over, and dragged him into the photo studio by the wrist.

"Let's get down to business first. Let's take a picture!"

He Runqing ran ahead so that he wouldn't see her blushing face, otherwise she would be laughed at again.

Although Chen Yifei is usually quite considerate, he sometimes teases her, leaving her speechless.

He Runqing had long noticed that when she didn't know what to do or was extremely angry, Chen Yifei was in a great mood, as if he just liked watching her stand there not knowing what to do.

The more shy she was, the more excited he became.

Therefore, He Runqing must take the lead!

Don't let him see it.

The entrance was very narrow, and the surrounding area was filled with all sorts of things. An old man was taking the photos. Chen Yifei and his friends were taking wedding photos, and the background was naturally a red cloth.

Two wooden stools were placed in front of them, and the old man's wife came over to help the two of them fix their hair.

Chen Yifei's new clothes were a plaid shirt. He Runqing took out the white shirt she had bought and handed it to him, saying, "This looks good on you."

Chen Yifei really did love plaid shirts.

Putting everything else aside, for him, whether before or after his rebirth, the plaid shirt has never gone out of style.

"Why? Plaid shirts are great, they look so smart." Chen Yifei likes these neat clothes. Wearing a denim jacket over them, doesn't that look cool?

Of course, he has a good foundation; he's been handsome since he was a child, so clothes are just an accessory.

However, his fellow educated youth asked him to change, so he obediently changed into the new clothes.

"We're both wearing white shirts today, which look great against the red shirts behind us. I'll make you your favorite clothes using the sewing machine at home sometime in the future."

"Alright!"

Chen Yifei nodded, and the old woman smiled and said, "They're both good-looking, a perfect match. I wonder how beautiful their baby will be."

I cheerfully straightened their collars and tidied their hair.

The old man's camera was ready, and Chen Yifei and He Runqing became nervous as they prepared to start shooting.

He looked somewhat serious as he looked at the camera.

The old man pointed at the two of them:

"Men and women, move closer together!"

"You're about to get married, why are you acting like you don't know me?"

"Quickly glance at the other person and give them a smile."

He Runqing moved closer to Chen Yifei, looking at him with affection. At that moment, Chen Yifei only saw himself in her eyes.

How wonderful, is this love?

The old man chuckled: "Yes, men, move a little closer to the women!"

"There's nothing to be embarrassed about."

Chen Yifei moved closer and closer to her, and the two of them got closer and closer.

"Alright, gentlemen, raise your heads a little higher."

"This is not only a proletarian revolutionary friendship, but also an emotional bond that will accompany you two for the rest of your lives."

Upon hearing this, they both looked at each other and smiled.

Facing the camera, she genuinely flashed a beautiful smile.

After the first ID photo was taken, the old man said happily, "Take a few more, take a few more! We, the old couple, just love seeing lovers finally get married. Here are a few more for you."

He Runqing is beautiful and has a sweet voice. After thanking the photographer, she also praised the two of them to the point of being overjoyed.

Taking photos of them already put me in a good mood, and this made me even better.

The old man laughed and said, "Strike any pose you like, I'll wash them all for you."

At first it was fine, but when they got to the second chapter, He Runqing said with some helplessness, "Where are your hands? Are we brothers?"

His hand was on He Runqing's shoulder, giving off a "good buddy" vibe.

The main problem is that Chen Yifei lacked experience; in his past life, he would take photos with his brothers with their arms around each other's shoulders and making a peace sign.

The third photo still features the ever-present peace sign... He Runqing pried his peace sign off and wrapped it in her soft little hand.

She warned him in a cute but fierce way: "Don't always stay in the same position. I'll teach you."

Sure enough, the last one didn't have any pose at all, which made it look natural and casual.

He was already energetic, but at this moment he looked even more handsome.

I'm quite satisfied with these photos.

After paying, the two rode their bicycles one after the other towards Yongquan Village.

The evening breeze was a bit chilly, causing their white shirts to billow out.

Chen Yifei rode beside his young wife, constantly saying, "Look, the way home isn't difficult. Just remember to go straight first, then when you reach the crossroads, you'll see the supply and marketing cooperative. Then you continue..."

He Runqing kept looking at him and smiling.

"Are you even listening to me?" Chen Yifei was a little desperate. His little wife was already lost, so why wasn't she stopping now?

"Listen carefully, listen to every single word." She revealed her pretty dimples.

Suddenly, he sped up on the bicycle, pedaling rapidly towards the direction of the setting sun.

"I'm faster than you!"

"Chen Yifei!"

He Runqing shouted, his voice accompanied by the rustling of green leaves and grass swaying in the wind.

"I came into this world to see the sun!"

"It's to see the sea and the canyon where hundreds of flowers bloom!"

"I conquered the cold, silent glacier, and I created my own ideal!"

"Chen Yifei!" She turned around, her beauty breathtaking. Purple rays of light spread around her.

He chased after her on his bicycle, but she called out to him; her eyes were like stars.

"Chen Yifei, you are my ideal!"

His heart was pounding.

So, has she confessed her feelings to him now?

My heart skipped a beat.

It's over.

In this lifetime, there is only her by my side, and it can only be her.

Even after sending He Runqing home and pushing my bicycle home, I was still in a daze.

Just thinking about the feel of it in my hand makes me laugh to myself.

Chen Xue was speechless. Seeing him like that, she shivered and said, "You look like you've gone mad. You keep laughing while walking down the street. It's really creepy."