Chapter 29 Mo Hongshen: My wife is so sweet,

He couldn't do it in his life. The most affectionate look between the two of them was probably like this. After all, he was drunk now. If he was sober at this moment, could he be so open and affectionate with her?

Will he be heartbroken? Will he be sad and feel inferior alone?

After all, it is difficult for a man to remain completely indifferent when facing his own shortcomings. Yu Qing'er really feels sorry for him in this life.

"Mo Hongshen, you are so pitiful..." Yu Qing'er sighed, touched his rosy face, and gently left a kiss on his cheek.

In his previous life, he was full of energy. Although he tortured Yu Qing'er to death every time and made her love and hate him, there was at least love in this love and hate.

That is to say, Yu Qing'er also enjoyed it at the beginning.

But there is no choice in this life. Mo Hongshen just can't do it. Yu Qing'er hopes that he can accept the reality, or at least not suffer too much because of it.

Being sad about the passing of time is not Yu Qing'er's character. She will not keep agonizing over things that cannot be changed. Instead of being sad, she should take the opportunity to appreciate the current limited version of Mo Hongshen who is acting like a spoiled child and playing tricks.

"Hey, go to bed quickly and be good. Otherwise I will ignore you." Yu Qing'er threatened.

"Wife... kiss... hug... wife, I love you..."

Mo Hongshen couldn't move anymore, but he was still muttering to himself.

"Be good, be good, go to sleep."

It was not easy to coax Mo Hongshen to sleep. Yu Qing'er covered him with a quilt and turned on the fan before turning off the lights, closing the door and leaving the guest room.

Returning to her room, Yu Qing'er leaped forward and landed steadily on her bed, then rolled around wildly holding the quilt.

Hehehe, I made a fortune tonight. Mo Hongshen is so adorable.

It was tiring to take care of a drunkard, but Yu Qing'er was so excited that she didn't feel sleepy at all. She simply got up, took out her special comic book, and recorded Mo Hongshen's coquettish and naughty behavior one by one with her brush.

Mo Hongshen rubbed his head against her palm.

Mo Hongshen held her face and bit it all over.

Mo Hongshen lay in the crook of her neck and kept sniffing.

so cute!

Others write diaries to record their lives, various details of their love affairs and meaningful moments, but Yu Qing'er uses comics to record them. It is much more vivid and full of pictures. Just one look at it can relive the beauty of that moment in her mind.

"However, if we continue to draw at this speed, this book probably won't take long, right?" Yu Qing'er suddenly sighed.

The notebooks and pens she was using now were all stockpiled before Yu Qing'er traveled through time and space in a book. She had never expected that she would travel through time and space in a book, so she had not deliberately prepared anything. Therefore, the stockpiling was just stockpiling in the ordinary sense, and it could not support her continuous use.

This brand is her favorite and the one she is most accustomed to since she started drawing. She doesn’t know if she can still buy the same brand in this world.

Thinking of this, Yu Qing'er began to sigh again.

It was true that she had a space, but in fact, this space did not bring her many conveniences. The most useful thing she had discovered so far was the spiritual spring, but it was only a spiritual spring. It was completely unlike those space novels she had read, where the heroines had spaces with omnipotent powers and complete functions. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was an invincible treasure chest.

Forget it, don't think about it. People should be content. At least she still has the spiritual spring, and this spiritual spring can help her get rid of the scar on her face. It is really useful.

The next day, Mo Hongshen's strong biological clock made him wake up on time.

"Hiss..." His head hurt a little, but it was still tolerable. Mo Hongshen sat up from the bed and looked around in confusion.

Where is this? His bedroom doesn't look like this, and neither do the rest rooms in the army.

Many images emerged in his mind. He rubbed his temples and gradually regained his consciousness - yesterday was Sunday, he brought gifts and came to the house to formally meet Yu Qing'er's parents for dinner and drinks.

The memory stopped at drinking.

It's over, Mo Hongshen looked like he had lost all hope in life. He was actually drunk, he was actually drunk during his first visit!

As for what happened after he got drunk, Mo Hongshen had no idea. His reaction now was almost like he had lost his memory, and all his memories stopped at the point when he was drinking with Yu Yaotian.

Mo Hongshen quickly jumped out of bed and tidied the room as usual, which meant folding the quilt and tidying up things, and then came out to wash.

"Aunt?"

Bai Yu was the only one awake in the room. She was preparing breakfast for everyone in the kitchen.