Since everything was eaten anyway, Qi Yunyi didn't continue to hide from Song Xinglan. It was the result of his own lack of restraint. She was now a wounded person, and she would cry out in pain if he didn't behave properly.

Song Xinglan had no choice but to stop.

Everything should not be excessive, such as using chicken feathers as a token of authority.

She had forgotten that chicken feathers have an expiration date, and similarly, wounds will heal.

And it heals very quickly.

Qi Yunyi, who was pressed against the glass and accompanied him in his nonsense, had a confused mind. She could only get a moment of clarity, but it didn't last long.

Song Xinglan learned his lesson and enjoyed it in batches, getting the measure just right.

So, the trip arranged by my parents really turned into a honeymoon trip.

It took us a month to reach our first destination, most of which was spent having fun, and the rest was spent on traveling.

When Song Xinglan left the island, he felt a little nostalgic, but when his eyes fell on Qi Yunyi, whose appearance was becoming more and more stunning, the nostalgia immediately disappeared.

The second stop is the Jiangnan Water Town.

The air was hazy with mist and rain. In the small mountain courtyard, the crackling sound of firewood provided a stable temperature inside the house, preventing people who were pushed down on the soft carpet from catching a cold.

"Um...Xingxing, wait a minute."

Qi Yunyi hugged Song Xinglan's head and asked him to stop.

Song Xinglan looked up obediently, kissed her on the cheek, and asked her, "What's wrong?"

"I want to go to the gazebo."

There is a small lake in the mountain courtyard, and there is a pavilion in the lake. White gauze is hung on all sides of the pavilion, which looks very beautiful.

Song Xinglan's eyes darkened, but he still shook his head and refused: "It's too cold."

"I want to go."

He had no choice but to find some thick clothes, wrap her up tightly, and then carry her out.

It was a bit cold, but it was also really beautiful.

Qi Yunyi tucked her hair behind her ears, opened his coat, snuggled into his arms, and wrapped herself in it.

This way you won’t feel cold.

Song Xinglan probably thought that this way she wouldn't catch a cold, so she started acting recklessly again.

Qi Yunyi's hands had no strength, and her arms around his neck loosened, and she fell into the lake. Song Xinglan hugged her back and wrapped her up again.

After enjoying the scenery for a while, Song Xinglan carried her back.

The trip to the Jiangnan water town ended abruptly.

When Qi Yunyi was on her menstrual period, Song Xinglan took her to the warmer south.

After her period ended, the two of them ran to the north again.

Obviously, Qi Yunyi likes snow very much.

There is no disadvantage of snow except that it is cold.

Qi Yunyi, who loves to enjoy the snow, built a snowman. After finishing it, she felt cold and put her hands in Song Xinglan's arms to ask him to cover her hands.

When her hands were no longer cold, she ran into the snow again.

Another benefit of the lower temperature is that Qi Yunyi doesn't want to leave Song Xinglan for a moment, because his body surface temperature is higher than hers, so she likes to stick close to him.

Human-shaped hot pack.

It snowed heavily at night, and the earth was covered in silver, becoming extremely pure.

Mixed with the falling snowflakes, there may also be a soft humming.

Qi Yunyi, who had completely lost all her strength, let him do whatever he wanted. In a daze, she thought of a poem that might have been suitable for the occasion.

The lotus-like plump flesh accompanies you closely; tossing and turning, you let your love be satisfied.

They haven't traveled all over the country yet, and since the Chinese New Year is approaching, they have to go home first.

Qi Yunyi stared at Song Xinglan.

Song Xinglan hugged her, without raising his head, and asked with a smile: "What are you looking at?"

"Why don't you have black eyes and become emaciated like a skeleton?"

Song Xinglan couldn't stop smiling. He leaned close to her ear and asked, "Do you want to drain me dry?"

What a lewd and vicious word.

Qi Yunyi rolled her eyes at him and stopped talking to him.

When she saw her daughter again, she looked better than before, so Jiang Mei didn't pay much attention to her.

Song Mingzhu will bring Wen Xu and her family back this year. After all, she is from Jiangcheng and this is her home.

This time when I came back, I found out that Qi Yunyi and Song Xinglan had even obtained their marriage certificate.

There is still no definite date for the wedding because Song Seung-heon thinks no date is suitable. But the Wen family has good tempers, so if he says it is not suitable, they will choose another one.

After hearing the news, Song Mingzhu sighed and then acted coquettishly with Qiao Yueyue: "Yi Yi and my uncle have already obtained the marriage certificate. She has become my aunt. I was engaged before her. When will my dad give in?"

"You'll have to ask your dad about that."

"I don't ask."

Song Mingzhu was embarrassed to ask.

Qiao Yueyue also knew that she was shy, so after promising her that she would make her father give in, she was immediately hugged by her warmly, and she kept coaxing her, saying that her mother was the best.

This time it was Qiao Yueyue's turn to sigh. Girls can't be kept at home when they grow up.

With Qiao Yueyue's intervention, Song Seung-heon finally gave in. On New Year's Eve, he and the Wen family awkwardly set the wedding date for the Mid-Autumn Festival of the following year.

Qi Yunyi moved back to her own home.

It makes no difference where you live.

This is for Qi Yunyi.

Because if she wants to live in her own home, she can live in her own home, and if she wants to go to the Song family, she can go to the Song family.

You can run freely on both sides.

But Song Xinglan is different.

He can only live in his own house, so it's no problem for him to go to Qi's house. Does he want to spend the night at Qi's house?

Lao Qi: Are you taking advantage of me because I’m old and weak?

He can still lift the stick.

Song Xinglan insisted on staying and Lao Qi had no choice. He just told Song Xinglan that it was late and it was time for him to go back, so Song Xinglan went home obediently.

A gentleman deceives others with tricks.

It's not a martial ethics, but it's very useful.

The first year after getting married.

Qi Yunyi looked at the fireworks blooming in the sky with sorrow.

The fortune teller said that she would become rich after she turned 28.

The fortune teller was still being conservative.

Forget it, nothing can be predicted accurately.

She was already a wealthy woman at the age of eight, she couldn't even wait until she was twenty-eight.

Although it was her first year after marriage, it had not been announced to anyone except her two families, and it was no different from before her marriage.

At most, when the fireworks were blooming and everyone went out to watch the fireworks, she was pulled into a corner and exchanged a lingering kiss with Song Xinglan against the backdrop of the colorful and dazzling fireworks outside.

It was the same in previous years, the only difference might be that the kisses in previous years seemed more pure.