Chapter 487 Wake up, my wife

"A Jin?"

Manluo repeated it, and as her tongue rolled over the two words, she felt they were particularly intimate, as if they contained a thousand layers of familiarity.

"Yes, Jin."

Chu Jin lowered his head and placed a light kiss on her forehead. His breath brushed against her brow bone, and his voice was muffled in her hair, with a sigh of satisfaction:

"It sounds so beautiful. I hope my little Manluo will call me like this for the rest of my life."

Manluo sniffed, put her arms around his waist, buried her face in his chest, and called out muffledly:

"A Jin."

"I'm here, always."

The light of the red candles reflected the intertwined figures of a pair. The night outside the tent gradually deepened, but the whispers inside the tent were like entwined vines, with an intimacy that only they could understand, quietly spreading in the gentle night.

Until Manluo was extremely tired, she nestled in Chu Jin's arms and fell asleep contentedly.

Chu Jin tucked the quilt for her and watched her breathing become even with a faint smile on her lips. His heart seemed to be filled with something warm.

The next day, when the morning light shone into the new house through the window lattice, Manluo slowly woke up.

I touched my side, but Chu Jin was gone.

The maid came in to report that the little boy was crying and shouting for his father and had been making a fuss all night. He went to have dinner with the little boy early, but seeing that he was sleeping soundly, he could not bear to disturb her sleep.

Manluo couldn't help but smile and shook her head.

Little Chu Yue is now over one year old and has slowly learned to walk.

Maybe it's because Chu Jin takes care of him more on weekdays, this brat only recognizes his father. He starts crying and making a fuss when Chu Jin leaves for a while. He is such a clingy little boy.

Come to think of it, he was unhappy again because he didn't sleep with this clingy little girl on their wedding night yesterday.

When Manluo was dressed, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the jade bracelet given by Xie Zhan lying quietly next to the phoenix crown on the dressing table.

She sighed softly, Xie Zhan's handsome face appeared in her mind, and she silently put the jade bracelet on her wrist.

At this time, birdsong could be heard outside the window, mixed with the light sounds of servants walking around.

When Manluo opened the door, the morning light was shining in through the carved window lattices, falling on the red silk in the yard, creating a warm halo.

The remaining red candle tears from yesterday condensed in the copper basin under the corridor. The apricot blossoms outside the wall were in full bloom, and the petals were still stained with last night's dew, reflecting the festivity around them, as if the entire yard was immersed in honey.

She stood for a while holding the door frame, and changed into a pastel-colored skirt, which made her face look as radiant as a spring flower.

At this moment, Chu Jin came out from outside the Moon Gate holding Yue'er.

He changed into a plain brocade robe, which was rare for him. His long hair was tied loosely behind his head, and he was holding Yue'er, who was wrapped tightly in his arms.

The little guy may have just woken up, and was looking around with his dark eyes open. When the morning light shone on him, it looked like a layer of gold powder had fallen on his eyelashes.

Chu Jin coaxed Yue'er as he walked, but when he saw Manluo at the door, his eyes lit up and the corners of his lips unconsciously raised:

"Wake up, my lady, why don't you sleep a little longer?"

He came closer and lowered his voice:

"I just went to see Yue'er. He missed his father and mother so much that he cried all night and his throat became hoarse."

Manluo looked at her son in his arms, who was filled with anger. She walked down the stairs and pinched Chu Yue's chubby face.

"You little clingy kid, you've really been spoiled by your daddy."

At this moment, she looked at the red all over the yard, at the man beside her, and at the soft little guy in his arms. Suddenly, her heart was filled with something, and it felt warm and swollen.

It turns out that the feeling of home is like this——

It’s not the empty house, nor the lonely shadow, but when you wake up in the morning, someone is waiting for you, children are waiting for you, and even the air is filled with the smell of stability and peace.

She reached out to take Yue'er, and the little guy immediately stretched out his chubby little hands to grab her clothes, humming.

Chu Jin took her shoulder and touched her slightly cold earlobe with his fingertips, whispering:

"Are you hungry? Would you like your husband to accompany you to dinner?"

Manluo nodded, and when she looked up, she met his smiling eyes.

She suddenly thought that the days ahead would probably be like this, the daily grind of life, day and night, but it was more moving than any grand event...