Qin Chizhou panted lightly as he looked at the blushing Ai Xiaomi under him. He lowered his head and bit her neck, "Ai Xiaomi, didn't you say you wanted to be like your idol? Sister Wan is married, when will you marry me?"

"Go down, it's so heavy!"

Reaching out to push him, Ai Xiaomi narrowed her eyes and smiled: "I listen to my elders the most. Grandpa Qin told me to waste a few years of your time, and I listened to Grandpa!"

"Then our mother asked you to be nicer to me, why didn't you listen?"

Qin Chizhou was vicious.

After moving out of Ai Meiling, Qin Chizhou seemed to have infinite confidence.

Ai Xiaomi glared at him angrily, "Qin Gou, how old are you? If you tell my mother about me again, I will, I will...ah!"

"What about you?"

Qin Chizhou pushed her hard and bent his head to kiss her, "Didn't our mom say that you like sweet and sour hairtail the most? I worked so hard to buy imported hairtail online, washed it and cooked it, and you only ate a few pieces?"

"Did you say that you don't look good in pants and that a short skirt makes your legs look longer? I bought it for you, but you're so picky?"

Every time you say something, use a lot of force.

Seeing Ai Xiaomi's face getting redder and redder, even her neck and fair shoulders were stained with a layer of honey pink, Qin Chizhou lowered his head to bite her lips, "Women's hearts are as deep as the sea, our ancestors were right!"

The man's words were full of resentment, as if she was really the one who didn't appreciate it.

Ai Xiaomi opened her wet eyes and glared at him.

"I like to eat sweet and sour hairtail, but my mother only makes one plate each time. You make such a big pot. Am I a pig? Can I eat so much? And the little skirt..."

Speaking of the so-called little skirt that ended up being a piece of rag thrown into the trash can, Ai Xiaomi felt embarrassed and angry, "That's a nightgown, how can it be called a little skirt?"

"Why not a little skirt?"

Qin Chizhou pinched her waist proudly.

"OK……"

Ai Xiaomi slapped his hand away and turned her head to look at the night outside the window. "Even if I tear one piece, I still have several left. I can just pick one to wear tomorrow...ah!"

“You dare!”

Qin Chizhou hit her fiercely, "Those little skirts are only for me to see! If you dare to let others see them, I'll gouge one out if you see one, and I'll gouge a pair if you see two!"

Ai Xiaomi raised her foot to kick him, but Qin Chizhou grabbed her and pinned her around the waist.

"Tell me, will you marry me or not?"

"No!"

"When will you get married?"

"Look... look at me, my mood..."

"Ai Xiaomi, feel your conscience and see if it hurts!"

"Rogue! Ah..."

An unexpected exclamation sounded, and then disappeared in an instant.

When everything calmed down, Ai Xiaomi felt as if her whole body was falling apart and she didn't want to move at all.

Fortunately, Qin Chizhou was not as bad as she said on weekdays, and he even knew to hold her in his arms and take a shower.

Darkness came, and soon, the sound of Qin Chizhou's even and long breathing rang in her ears, and Ai Xiaomi's mind became clearer little by little.

I don’t know what time it is, but the night light from outside the window shines in, and I can clearly see his sleeping eyes and brows.

Ai Xiaomi stared at it in a daze.

She and he were together in June three years ago.

In one month, it will be their third anniversary of being together.

But after so many breakups and reunions, he must have forgotten the days they were together.

Okay.

Just think of it as... a surprise for him.

Good night, husband! She leaned over and pecked him on the lips, then Ai Xiaomi snuggled into Qin Chizhou's arms and fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)