An Huan suddenly transmigrated into the 1960s and became the doomed first wife of the male lead in a period novel.
The original wife was a rich and spoiled young lady who looked down on her u...
"No!" Xiao Yu said firmly, without any guilt. "As a man, why would you want to hang out with little girls? Isn't it fun to go up the mountain to catch birds or go down the river to catch fish?"
An Hua: “…”
Xiao Qi glanced at his wife and coughed softly, "What about you? You fell in love at the age of thirteen or fourteen?"
An Hua nodded, "Yes."
Xiao Qi choked. He admitted it so readily?
"Then...where's that person?"
"who?"
"You are a young lover."
An Hua tried to think about it, then said hesitantly, "He is abroad, maybe he has... married and had children?"
Before An Hua traveled through time, the first person she liked was the older brother next door. At that time, she was just in the sixth grade of junior high school. However, it was just a secret crush and she never thought of confessing her feelings. The older brother next door was several years older than her.
Later, when she was in high school, her older brother went abroad to study and the two lost contact.
"Overseas..." Xiao Yu pouted and said sourly: "There are so many people, it's a good thing you still remember them."
"After all, he was the first person I fell in love with, so of course I remember him." Glancing at Xiao Chen's expression, An Hua changed her words and said, "But I only remember that there was such a person, but I can't remember what he looks like."
Xiao Xiao chuckled, "He must be a pretty boy, wearing glasses and looking very refined?"
It’s true.
An Hua's aesthetic taste when she was a teenager was highly consistent with the aesthetic taste of the original owner of this body.
"Probably..." An Hua shrugged, "Only a vague shadow. When I close my eyes now, the face that appears in my mind is yours. I can't think of anyone else. Maybe it's because we've been together for too long. Your appearance has left a deep impression in my mind."
The corners of Xiao Xiao's mouth gradually turned up, "Really?"
An Hua nodded seriously, "Of course, I'd be lying to you like a puppy."
Xiao Yu held his wife with one hand and held her face with the other, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Have you recovered?"
An Hua pushed him and said, "It's been a century, but your interest hasn't diminished at all."
Xiao Xiao: "I'm only 45, in my prime!"
An Hua declined, "Not yet, let's talk about it in two months."
Although she didn't feel any discomfort physically, after An Hua gave birth to her first child, she suddenly lost interest in that area for some reason.
"Okay, you have the final say." Although Xiao Chen felt regretful, his first priority was to take care of his wife's emotions.
"By the way, let's get ready to move." Xiao Qi said.
After Chief Director He was transferred, the former deputy chief director was also transferred to another place, and only then was the position vacated for Xiao Xin.
"What about the Chief of Staff? Why do we let you serve as Chief of Staff as well?"
"The previous chief of staff was Yan Song's man, but Yan Song committed suicide. Now the reckoning has come to him..." Xiao Yu sighed, "Before he was transferred, He Siyuan finished all the things he was supposed to do. But my concurrent post as chief of staff is only temporary."
An Hua nodded.
In any case, the family is moving to the General Building.