Zhou Haoran waved his hand, muttering, "I'm fine, I'm not drunk. It's that guy Anan who drank too much."
Although his tone was somewhat unclear, a hint of pride still shone through his face.
Xu Xiaoran smiled helplessly and coaxed softly, "Well, of course you're not drunk, but some hangover soup will make you feel better. I'll go get a towel to wipe your face."
After saying that, Xu Xiaoran turned and walked to the kitchen, bringing out a bowl of steaming hot hangover soup.
She carefully fed Zhou Haoran the drink, then picked up a towel and gently wiped his face.
Zhou Haoran felt warm and content as he received Xu Xiaoran's attentive care.
He suddenly looked up, gazed sincerely at her, and said, "Wife, we're married. Are you happy?"
Xu Xiaoran smiled slightly, her eyes sparkling with tenderness and happiness, and softly replied, "I'm happy. I'm truly very happy to be able to marry you."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Haoran's face broke into a bright smile.
He held Xu Xiaoran's hand tightly and said affectionately, "Me too, I feel very happy to have you by my side."
The new house was filled with love and a warm atmosphere.
"That's good, that's good. I was just afraid of making you feel wronged. It was my fault before. I didn't know you liked me sooner, otherwise I wouldn't have made you wait so long. I'm sorry," Zhou Haoran said guiltily, his voice filled with self-blame and regret.
He gently stroked Xu Xiaoran's hair, his eyes filled with deep affection.
Xu Xiaoran smiled slightly, looking at Zhou Haoran with tenderness, her eyes revealing a sense of determination and satisfaction.
"I don't feel wronged. I think the timing is just right. We've all become more mature and clearer about what we want."
If it were earlier, perhaps we wouldn't have been mature enough, more prone to impulsive actions, and might not be where we are today. When young and impetuous, it's easy to miss what's truly important.
After helping Zhou Haoran tidy up, Xu Xiaoran slowly lay down in his arms.
The couple started chatting casually, sharing snippets of their lives and reminiscing about the good old days.
Before they knew it, the conversation had dwindled, but they didn't feel awkward or bored.
On the contrary, the quiet atmosphere made them feel incredibly comfortable and at ease.
Finally, they stopped talking and simply embraced each other quietly.
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