Zhu Qianying looked down and saw that the pot was full of lush greenery, and there wasn't a single yellow leaf.
It seems this man has taken good care of it!
"What kind of token of love is this? I was broke, so I just picked it up off the street and brought it to you. And you treat it like a treasure!"
Zhu Qianying curled her lips, looking disdainful, but in her heart, it would be a lie to say she wasn't moved or touched!
Yan Shao seemed to have seen through her occasional stubbornness, but he didn't expose her. He just leaned over and gave her a light peck on the corner of her pouting lips.
"If it's a gift from you, even if it's just a wild weed picked from the roadside, I'll treasure it!"
Sweet nothings, when it comes to the intimate moments between husband and wife, are always like an appetizer before a meal, whetting one's appetite to its peak, so that when the main course is served, the taste is even better.
Previously, Zhu Qianying didn't think this man was particularly fond of sweet talk; she only thought he was a man of action, saying less and doing more.
But lately, she's discovered that this man, if he wanted to, could actually coax the birds perched on the branches down.
She was just an ordinary woman, so inevitably, she succumbed to his sweet words...
Perhaps out of consideration for her injured hand, Yan Shao was unusually restrained that night, only carrying her to the bathroom to wash her clean once, and then carrying her back to bed and holding her in his arms.
"Ying'er...how about we move back?"
Men are generally more territorial than women.
It wasn't that he was a chauvinist, nor was it that he wasn't used to living in the apartment.
Rather, in his mind, this was where he and she began, including the adorable little one, Zizai, who was conceived here without his and Zhu Qianying's knowledge.
Therefore, this bedroom, and the bedroom in the apartment, have a different meaning for Yan Shao.
It doesn't matter if it's big or small, luxurious or simple.
"Hmm...maybe occasionally..."
Zhu Qianying responded lazily in his arms. Although it was only once, he still managed to make her feel completely exhausted. Now, all she wanted to do was lie in his arms and have a good sleep.
She didn't care at all whether or not they moved back, or when they moved back.
Upon hearing her agreement, Yan Shao was overjoyed and lowered his head to kiss her lips deeply...
...
When Zhu Qianying woke up, all around was quiet. Opening her eyes, she quickly realized that she was in the Yan family home, and that she was sleeping in Young Master Yan's bed.
He propped himself up and slowly sat up, looking around.
She remembered the promise she had made to Young Master Yan, even though it was vague.
In reality, whether here or in the apartment, as long as you're with him, the experience is basically the same.
Just like the day before, she was so sore that she wanted to curse!
Indeed, what men say in bed is really unreliable.
At first, he said once would be enough, but after she came out of the shower, he did it several more times, and she lost track of how many times.
After washing up, Zhu Qianying went downstairs. Directly opposite the stairs was a large wall clock. Zhu Qianying saw the time at a glance and felt deeply that she had probably even changed her attribute type.
What's the difference between this kind of work-rest schedule and that of a pig?
While she was still despising herself, Old Madam Yan, who was sitting in the living room drinking tea, also saw her, got up, and quickly came over to greet her.
"Ying'er, are you awake? How's your hand? Does it hurt?"
His nervous expression was exactly like that of Chen Jing, the mother.
"Mom, my hand is fine, just a shallow cut, it's nothing serious."
Even after she said that, Madam Yan still stayed at the top of the stairs, and when she came down the stairs, she reached out her hand and took her arm.
"Go have breakfast first, and then, after Xiaohan has finished dealing with his business, come with us to get a peace charm."
“Okay!” Zhu Qianying replied obediently.
After listening to Yan Shao's lecture yesterday, she realized that whether she believed in or not about seeking amulets for peace was actually not important.
The key point is that the elders and Young Master Yan think we should ask for help, so let's ask for help. It will put their minds at ease, so why not?
Yan Shao, who had exercised for most of the night and still went to work as usual early in the morning, rushed back before lunch.
Zhu Qianying ate breakfast around 10 a.m., so her appetite was naturally not as good as usual.
So when she finished eating a bowl of rice, put down the bowl and said, "I'm full," everyone, including Yan Shao, turned their attention to her.
"Ying'er, are you feeling unwell? Why are you eating so little?" Young Master Yan had already put down his chopsticks and said, placing his palm on her forehead.
Zhu Qianying was a little annoyed. "I ate breakfast at 10 o'clock, and I'm not hungry yet. Besides, I've already eaten a bowl of rice. Many women only eat half a bowl!"
Yan Shao found her occasional little temper tantrums amusing. He pinched her slightly puffed-out cheek and chuckled, "But that's other women. My wife always eats two bowls!"
Zhu Qianying rolled her eyes at him, "Oh yeah, from now on, I'll just call him Zhu Liangwan!"
Yan Shao pretended not to understand, "Why is it two bowls of bamboo? Shouldn't it be two bowls of rice?"
Zhu Qianying didn't want to talk to him anymore, but he continued, "Well, it's actually pretty good. One hundred million in Yan, two bowls of rice..."
In the eyes of several elders, the behavior of these two people was becoming more and more like that of Zai Zai and Bai Xiaolu, so they just treated it as a show.
Moreover, watching this play was quite enjoyable.
...
Zhu Qianying herself is not a Buddhist, so she never knew that there was a fairly large temple on the outskirts of L City, which was said to be quite famous in the surrounding cities.
Even though it's not a holiday today, the temple is still bustling with worshippers.
Zhu Qianying and Yan Shao accompanied several elders to add incense money, burn incense, and make wishes.
Several elders told Yan Shao to take Zhu Qianying outside for some fresh air, saying that Zhu Qianying, being ill, would get sick if she stayed in there for too long.
Yan Shao and Zhu Qianying naturally wouldn't believe such a flimsy excuse.
But the two of them obediently walked to the fountain outside the temple, found a chair under a big tree, and sat down together.
"What were they planning to do by sending us away?"
Yan Shao was actually a little curious, but as a grown man, he admitted that he couldn't fathom his mother-in-law's thoughts.
"Maybe he wants to draw a marriage fortune for us..." Zhu Qianying said lazily, then leaned against him.
The temple is built halfway up the mountain, where the air is excellent. At this moment, a gentle mountain breeze is blowing, and the surrounding area is filled with greenery, birdsong, and the fragrance of flowers. The tranquil atmosphere makes one unconsciously drowsy.
Having been quite exhausted last night, Zhu Qianying was feeling a bit drained after walking around for half a day, and naturally, she slowly closed her eyes.
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