Ye Heng sat restlessly in the restaurant until dark, and immediately used his lightness skills to return home.

Luo Hua: I can’t keep up, I really can’t keep up.

"Qinghuan?" Ye Heng jumped directly from the roof and knocked on Liu Qinghuan's door impatiently and carefully.

"Don't come in!" Liu Qinghuan shouted.

Ye Heng looked at the closed door, put down his hand, and stared at the window paper, as if he wanted to see through it.

"It will be ready soon."

Liu Qinghuan completed the last few strokes and smeared the highlights.

All done.

She had found the charcoal pencil from a carpenter, and as for the eraser, forget it. Liu Qinghuan found a steamed bun from the kitchen instead, which worked wonders, but she couldn't erase too much.

"Fengying, take this out and frame it. Don't let Zijun see it." Liu Qinghuan handed the painting to Fengying.

Fengying said with a complicated expression: "Yes."

Now that the master was at the door, Fengying had to go out through the back window in order to prevent him from seeing the painting.

Liu Qinghuan also opened the door: "I've been working on this for a whole day. I'm exhausted."

Ye Heng had heard the noise inside a long time ago and knew that the gift had been taken away by Fengying to be framed.

Then it should be a pair of calligraphy and painting.

Ye Heng rubbed Liu Qinghuan's hand, but found that her right hand was pitch black.

Liu Qinghuan looked at the carbon traces with some embarrassment: "This is a mark of art."

Ye Heng chuckled, hugged her tightly in his arms, buried his head in Liu Qinghuan's hair, and smelled the fragrance of his daughter.

"Qing Huan..." Ye Heng murmured, "Why don't you just give yourself to me."

Liu Qinghuan was shocked. What kind of vicious words were these?

"You...what are you talking about?" Liu Qinghuan pinched Ye Heng's waist, but the man remained calm.

Ye Heng lifted Liu Qinghuan's chin and made him look at him: "When will you marry me?"

"I'm still young..." Liu Qinghuan is only sixteen years old in this body. Falling in love now is considered premature.

"Aren't you a goblin? You must be at least a few thousand or a few hundred years old," Ye Heng said helplessly, brushing away the strands of hair from Liu Qinghuan's forehead. "Why didn't you show up earlier? I'm not young anymore."

Liu Qinghuan laughed.

Thousands or hundreds of years old? If she were really thousands or hundreds of years old, would she still date a young boy like you?

"That's not how you calculated it... I'm only sixteen years old in this body. Where we are, you have to be at least twenty to get married." Liu Qinghuan said.

"Doesn't that mean we have to wait another four years?"

Ye Heng: Tears fell like rain.

"Not really... well... it's not possible now anyway..." Liu Qinghuan heard Ye Heng's lost tone and comforted him.

In fact, it's normal to date for four years before getting married.

These ancient people were truly...

Ye Heng just held her in his arms without saying a word, probably because he was depressed.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, and Liu Qinghuan summoned Mianmian out.

"Meow~" Mianmian came to Liu Qinghuan's feet, stepped on her instep and rubbed her calves.

"Mianmian is here." Liu Qinghuan took the opportunity to break away from Ye Heng's arms and picked up the kitten from the ground.

"You hug it instead of me."

Ye Heng: Super invincible and very wronged!

Liu Qinghuan pinched Mianmian's little paw and pressed it against Ye Heng's face: "Stingy guy."

"So what if I'm a little stingy," Ye Heng went to sit at the table next to him, "I also want to take you directly back to the Ye Mansion and put you in the courtyard without letting anyone see you."

Liu Qinghuan: “?”

"Do you live with your parents?"

Ye Heng nodded: "Yes, and grandfather."

Liu Qinghuan was a little scared.

Her mother-in-law is a princess. Yun Yan mentioned it casually, and General Ye is very accommodating to this princess.

Doesn't that mean you can get whatever you want, which is the kind of tsundere attitude?