Someone suddenly squeezed in, making the space instantly cramped.
Wen Nan, who had been sitting at the very back of the oxcart, now squeezed himself into Lu Yanqing's arms, his head hitting Lu Yanqing's chest.
The scent of Lu Yanqing permeated the air.
It has a very refreshing soap scent.
The embroiderer was forced to sit on the far side, her eyes fixed intently on Lu Yanqing.
Several people nearby tried to talk to the embroiderer, but she was very perfunctory in their responses.
It was too crowded outside, so Lu Yanqing reached out and braced himself against the side of the carriage, trying to avoid pressing down on Wen Nan.
But there were too many people.
Wen Nan reached out and wrapped her arms around Lu Yanqing's waist, lowering her voice to whisper in Lu Yanqing's ear, "Husband, you're right. Sending you to school is my top priority."
The woman deliberately lowered her voice, making it sound softer and sweeter than usual. Wen Nan had a cloak covering her head.
Lu Yanqing's ears turned slightly red, and he reached out and pressed Wen Nan's head down.
He was just saying it casually. Knowing that Wen Nan didn't want to leave, she got up very early just to take him to the academy.
He couldn't let her be a burden.
The embroiderer only saw Wen Nan's head approach Lu Yanqing.
Although a canopy was set up on the oxcart, cold wind still blew in, and no one could hear what Wen Nan was saying.
The embroiderer clenched her teeth, her eyes almost bulging out of their sockets.
A cold wind swept in, howling through the air.
Wen Nan's fingers gradually grew cold. Wen Nan slowly approached, and his cold fingers grasped Lu Yanqing's hand, which was very warm.
At that moment, I touched Wen Nan's icy hand.
Lu Yanqing frowned and asked in a low voice, "Are you cold?"
Through the fluffy cloak, Wen Nan looked at Lu Yanqing with moist eyes, her voice soft and sweet, "Cold."
859 looked at the seemingly delicate and easily pushed-over host on the screen and silently swallowed.
Hey, where did your bare-handed wolf-killing spirit go? You're not the weakling you used to be!
As Wen Nan finished speaking, he suddenly heard a sound next to his ear.
"I'm sorry for the offense."
The chill that had enveloped Wen Nan vanished instantly. Lu Yanqing's cloak was large and warm, easily enough to cover two people.
Wen Nan landed inside Lu Yanqing's cloak.
“It’s alright if I offend you, since you’re my husband.” The woman seemed to be talking to herself.
Lu Yanqing's ears instantly turned bright red. He coughed lightly, looking unnatural.
Wen Nan leaned against Lu Yanqing's chest.
The hibiscus fragrance emanating from Wen Nan became increasingly pronounced, seemingly lingering for a long time.
859 [!!!]
Please, the target is just an innocent child. Host, can you please restrain yourself?
The car started bumping from time to time halfway through the journey.
Wen Nan was frequently thrown back onto the wooden planks of the oxcart.
Lu Yanqing sighed and put his hand on Wen Nan's back to protect him. The carriage lurched, and Wen Nan did not fall onto the back of the carriage again.
Wen Nan raised an eyebrow slightly. She was still basking in the satisfaction of having gotten such a great deal...
Lu Yanqing is handsome, and he'll be rich and powerful in the future. She got a good husband, and most importantly, he's innocent and fun...
Wen Nan could no longer suppress the evil seeds in his heart.
Wen Nan only noticed Lu Yanqing's dark circles when she got closer. They were very faint... almost invisible.
But Wen Nan knew that her sleeping posture hadn't been very pleasant these past few days.
Wen Nan tilted her head back and rested her chin on Lu Yanqing's shoulder.
Lu Yanqing frowned, somewhat unaccustomed to Wen Nan's intimate behavior.
But my heart was pounding uncontrollably.
The young man, just beginning to experience love, didn't know why, but he suppressed his strange feelings and didn't push Wen Nan away.
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