Song Qinghe seemed to have accepted it less and less, and when she was sitting on the bicycle, she hugged him directly.

Her sudden action startled Lu Zhaolin.

However, after realizing what was happening, an irrepressible smile appeared on her face.

As soon as Song Qinghe touched him, she could feel that Lu Zhaolin was tense, as if every muscle was gathering strength.

Believe it or not, he actually has abs.

Song Qinghe raised an eyebrow. Soldiers have great physiques; she'll have a good look and a good touch from now on.

Lu Zhaolin noticed Song Qinghe's subtle movements and paused slightly in his tracks: "Qing...Qinghe, don't..."

Song Qinghe felt a little guilty. She looked up and saw his ears, which were so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

Tsk, she's getting shy now.

Lu Zhaolin is already feeling shy now, what will he do on their wedding night?

He can't very well ask himself to take the initiative.

Song Qinghe's eyes flickered slightly as she deliberately teased him, hugging him even tighter.

Lu Zhaolin took a deep breath and repeatedly told himself to stay calm and not to overthink things.

His Qinghe was probably just curious, naive, and inexperienced, so she didn't consider how tempting such an action would be for a man.

Lu Zhaolin's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he pedaled his bicycle forward, eager to ride it home immediately.

Song Qinghe noticed his movements from behind, and couldn't help but smile, pressing her face against his back.

"Lu Zhaolin, you better be careful, don't drop me!"

"If you drop me, I'll cry."

"..."

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

Lu Zhaolin remained silent, but he was also worried that he was riding too fast and that Song Qinghe might not be able to react in time and actually fall off, which would make him cry.

That being said, it feels great to have your wife take the initiative to be affectionate with you.

Lu Zhaolin always had a stern face in front of others; he had never smiled so happily before.

Even after he got home, the corners of his mouth were still turned up in a smile.

The courtyard was full of elders, and when they saw Lu Zhaolin return, they immediately understood from the expression on his face.

Spring has truly arrived.

Even someone like Lu Zhaolin has begun to realize the importance of his wife.

The old man and the others exchanged a glance, their unspoken understanding unspoken.

Lu Zhaolin felt a little uncomfortable as they all stared at him, and he coughed lightly, "What are you all doing?"

Zhou Wanru glanced at him and said, "Steamed buns, fried chicken feet, fried wedding cakes. Since you two are having your wedding at home, we can't be too stingy. We have to show you all the proper etiquette."

“We’ve discussed it. This is our hometown. Since we’re going to hold a celebration here, let’s make it a grand affair and have a three-day banquet.”

"It just so happens that your grandfather hasn't been back for a long time, and neither has your father. This time, let's invite your older brother and the others back as well, so we can have a good time."

No matter what, this is Lu Zhengguo's root.

The old man didn't say it, but he was very happy!

Zhou Wanru then discussed it with Lu Dongzheng, since they hadn't been back for so many years anyway.

Let's make this a lively occasion, taking advantage of Lu Zhaolin's wedding.

One must not forget one's roots.

As for the wedding banquet in Beijing, Lu Zhaolin and Song Qinghe can hold it when they have time.

We can just do it a few more times, no problem at all.

Lu Dongzheng said he had no objection, but of course, even if he did have an objection, it would be useless, as what he said was completely invalid.

He was very clear about his position in the family.