It seems that there is still not enough homework.

"Huh? A Zheng, you're back?"

When Chu Yuening raised her eyes, she found a tall and graceful man. After meeting his deep eyes, she couldn't help feeling helpless.

Come on, I said I would treat everyone equally, but I almost forgot about this "big kid".

But thinking of how busy the man had been recently, her heart softened. She picked up the newly made belt and smiled sweetly.

"A Zheng, this is a belt I sewed myself. Come and see if you like it."

"Well, I'm very pleased."

Ying Zheng took the little boy aside, hugged his little wife, stared at her smiling face quietly, and praised her without looking away.

The burning gaze made Chu Yuening's pretty face blush, her eyelashes drooped, and her gentle voice was filled with shyness.

"A Zheng, let me put it on for you."

"good."

Ying Zheng's eyes softened, and he stood up cooperatively, opening his arms and letting the woman do what she wanted.

Chu Yuening took off her original belt, then picked up the new one, holding one end in each hand, wrapped her arms around the man's waist, and began to tie the belt.

Ying Zheng lowered his eyes and stared at the woman's fair face. Her beautiful eyes were drooping, her nose was delicate, her lips were red, her posture was graceful and gentle, and her movements were serious and meticulous.

This tenderness made him extremely greedy.

"Huh~ Okay, let's see how it goes, A Zheng."

After a moment, Chu Yuening came out of the embrace filled with the fragrance of cedar, pretending nothing had happened, and slowly calmed her violent heartbeat.

The black belt with dragon pattern is surprisingly suitable for the dragon robe. The golden dragon on the waist echoes the golden dragon on the chest, making it look more majestic and domineering.

Ying Zheng stroked the exquisite dragon pattern, a happy smile on his face. He liked his little wife's thoughts more than rare treasures.

After lunch, Chu Yuening lay on the man's strong chest, holding his handsome face and asking curiously.

"A Zheng, when do you plan to conquer the Xiongnu next year?"