"Tired?"

Seeing Ye Wan slumped in the seat listlessly as soon as she got in the car, Lu Changchuan reached out and touched her face, "Why don't you go to sleep first, and I'll hold you later..."

I wanted to say he carried her back to the room.

As soon as I said this, I couldn't help but think of the hug that was seen by the evening breeze last night.

If the evening breeze was replaced by paparazzi...

Lu Changchuan shook his head and laughed, "You take a nap, I'll call you when we get there.

“Not tired.”

Ye Wan shook his head, "It's just that I talked too much and my throat feels a bit uncomfortable."

Clearing his throat, Ye Wan took a bottle of water from the locker and sipped it. Looking at the nearly full moon above his head, he couldn't help but laugh, "Lu Changchuan, have you ever imagined your married life?"

Married life?

Lu Changchuan laughed, "I haven't even thought about getting married, so how can I think about married life?"

When I first met Ye Wan, I thought every day about how to make her accept his confession and become his girlfriend.

They became boyfriend and girlfriend as they wished, and Lu Changchuan felt that he was already very satisfied.

As more and more handsome guys appeared around the girl, the army of handsome guys grew bigger and bigger.

Lu Changchuan discovered that the somewhat abstract identity of boyfriend and girlfriend could no longer satisfy him.

Then, the chef in the Chinese restaurant and the beautiful hug at the door of the Chinese restaurant, Lu Changchuan began to feel worried.

I was sure that I would not change, and Wanwan would not change either, but I couldn't suppress the panic I felt at that moment.

But his Wanwan is the most beautiful little fairy in the world.

A marriage certificate directly cut off any possibility for other handsome guys and completely soothed his uneasy heart.

From the moment he stood in front of the priest and swore that no matter poverty or sickness, suffering or wealth, health or happiness, he would never leave Wanwan and would love her forever, Lu Changchuan felt that his life was complete.

What married life.

Or maybe the seven-year itch.

Lu Changchuan had never thought about all of this.

"Wanwan..."

Lu Changchuan reached out and held Ye Wan's hand. "In the past, there were only two kinds of life for me: with you or without you. But now, there is only one kind of life for me, and that is a happy life with you."

With her, life is perfect.

There is no happiest, only happier.

Originally, it was just a casual chat. She wanted to ask him how he envisioned a married life with a wife, children and a warm bed. She also had a direction to work towards.

But Ye Wan didn't expect that the man would not play by the rules at all.

“I give full marks to this answer!”

The car stopped in the underground parking lot of the Film and Television City Hotel. Ye Wan answered with a smile, then pushed open the door and got out of the car.

Ye Wan entered the elevator.

Lu Changchuan looked around. Even though it was three o'clock in the morning, he did not dare to be careless. He drove out of the parking lot and drove around before returning.

As I entered the elevator, my cell phone rang.

[Wanwan: Honey, the wine is on the table, my wife is in bed, waiting for you! ]

In front of me is the fox emoticon that Wanwan sent in the dialog box, posing and winking.

In his mind was an ambiguous scene of a girl climbing on his shoulders and calling him "husband" with a sweet breath.

Lu Changchuan's eyes were dark and he typed a line with a funny look on his face.

In the hotel room, Ye Wan's cell phone screen lit up.

Before I had time to look, I heard footsteps approaching in the corridor.

After taking a look through the visual screen, Ye Wan turned off the light and walked straight forward to open the door.

"Wanwan, why don't you turn on..." the light.

Before he could finish his words, the girl, still wet and dripping with water, dived into his arms like a fish.

Breathing became disordered.

My heart started beating wildly.

Also messed up was the not-so-long second half of the night.

(End of this chapter)