Chapter 240 Diary
The man, with his perfectly sculpted features, looked even more handsome in the warm sunlight. His dark eyes were filled with tender affection as he looked at the girl in his arms. His voice was deep and husky, so soft that Su Zhenzhen's heart couldn't help but tremble. "Qingqing, I love you so much." His large hands kept stroking Su Zhenzhen's slender waist.
The bright and charming girl was basking in the warm spring sun, with her lover's coquettish whispers in her ears, and the familiar clear and hot breath entwined between their breaths. Her delicate body was held in his arms, and Su Zhenzhen wrapped her arms around his strong waist, "You are my husband, if I don't treat you well, who else can I treat well?" She smiled and looked at him with her sparkling eyes.
The tall, slender man chuckled, "Qingqing~" He lowered his head and buried it in Su Zhenzhen's neck, rubbing against her coquettishly, like a clingy golden retriever, so adorable. Su Zhenzhen couldn't help but smile and reached out to touch his big, furry head.
Gu Heng, who was standing by from a distance, was rummaging through his pockets and even whispered to Lu Wu beside him: "Lu Wu, His Highness is still as clingy as he was back then." He was right to put the Princess first. Their Highness is too obsessed with love!
"That's right, but I'm really addicted to it." Lu Wu showed her signature aunt's smile, she was so happy.
Su Zhenzhen touched the man's head with a jade crown on it, "Okay, okay, let's go and see the gifts." She smiled and looked at the tall and straight man, "Husband, can you put these small wooden signs away?" They are all made of rosewood and are worth a lot of silver. Rosewood is the most expensive wood except for golden nanmu.
"Well, of course I want them. These are all gifts from Qingqing." How could Rong Jinchen refuse? He stretched out his arms and took down the small wooden signs tied with red ropes hanging from the branches one by one. On them were the names of the gifts that Su Zhenzhen had prepared for Rong Jinchen. There were twenty-three in total.
Su Zhenzhen saw him holding these small wooden signs carefully in his hands, as if he wanted to put them into his small box. She couldn't help but laugh inwardly. How cute.
In the low-key and luxurious main room.
There was no incense burning inside the white jade openwork peony-patterned incense burner. The room was filled with the scent of fresh seasonal fruits, a sour and sweet cherry aroma.
Su Zhenzhen looked at the dazzling array of gifts on the chaise longue, and looked at the man as if to ask for credit, "Husband, these are the gifts I prepared for you." Her little face was smiling, and she looked at him obediently, obviously asking for praise. He reached out and pinched her cheek, the touch as delicate as jade, and noticed the girl's unconscious coquettish and dependent movements, his eyes were very gentle, "I am very touched, but you are already my love, why don't you let me serve you well?" The tone was a little rude, and Su Zhenzhen's eyes lit up slightly, "Okay, okay."
God knows she has been a vegetarian for almost two months, and meat soup is not enough to satisfy her craving.
Who made the man afraid of hurting her? He couldn't touch her before three months, and after three months, he still didn't touch her. Now a month is almost over, and she is almost four months pregnant.
Under the influence of the secretion of female hormones, Su Zhenzhen is also very greedy for men.
Rong Jinchen's Adam's apple rolled, his breathing became a little faster, and he looked at her with deep eyes. Thinking that he had consulted the imperial physician again just to be on the safe side, he couldn't help but feel tempted.
The two of them sat on the rosewood chaise longue. Rong Jinchen looked at the gifts placed on it, corresponding to the small wooden plaques: a small bell and gold bracelet, a rattle, a bamboo dragonfly, a flute, a clay figurine, a tangram, a nine-linked puzzle... a dagger, a pen and ink paperweight, a jade crown...
Su Zhenzhen followed his gaze and introduced them to him: "This is the little bracelet your husband gave you when he was one year old, this is the rattle he played with when he was two years old, and this is when he was three years old..." Her tone was tender, and her peach blossom eyes were filled with love. Rong Jinchen saw his own reflection in her eyes.
The man pulled her into his arms. Su Zhenzhen subconsciously hung her arms around his neck and looked up at him in confusion. "Hmm?" Before she could finish her words, the man covered her lips with his. Her small hands touched Rong Jinchen's strong shoulders, and soft whimpers overflowed from their tightly pressed lips.
The girl was held forcefully in his arms. The man's big, bony hands supported the back of her neck, and his thin lips absorbed her sweet breath. After a long time, the two slowly separated.
"Husband, do you love me more?" She panted softly and teased deliberately, nestling in his arms. He stroked the gift on the red sandalwood table with a cloud-patterned pattern, and with the other hand, he held her soft waist. "Love." His tone was sincere, without a hint of perfunctory.
Su Zhenzhen raised the corners of her lips slightly, pursed her lips, snuggled into his chest, and watched him appreciate the gift.
Rong Jinchen carefully looked at his gift, then looked at the small box he used to hold the gifts. He felt that there was no room for them, but he also didn't want to pile them up together and ruin his sweetheart's kindness.
So she asked: "Qingqing, can I apply for a bigger box?" He looked at her steadily. Su Zhenzhen tilted her head in confusion, "Huh? Why not? Husband, this is your home too." Did he sound so pitiful when he said this?
There was a hint of triumph in the man's eyes. His small box was definitely not big enough to hold all the gifts, so he had to find another small box to put them in. He could also keep the original small box to hold the things Qingqing had given him.
Su Zhenzhen naturally didn't know about his little tricks, as she was talking to a man at the moment.
"Husband, should we each write a pregnancy diary for little Tangyuan?" This will also allow little Tangyuan to know how his parents are looking forward to his arrival when he grows up.
Rong Jinchen pondered for a moment, "Qingqing, do you want to write it?" Since he was so talented in both literature and martial arts, it was of course no problem for him to do so. What's more, Rong Jinchen had a photographic memory.
It's just that he never showed it. He was only the second son and had no intention of taking the throne, so there was no need for him to show off so much.
Rong Jinchen naturally remembered how he felt when he learned Qingqing was pregnant, as well as every little detail between them...
Thinking of the little Tangyuan who caused Qingqing to have morning sickness when it was just discovered that Qingqing was pregnant, the man couldn't help but remember it in his heart.
Seeing Su Zhenzhen looking at him eagerly, the man laughed and said nonchalantly, "Your husband will accompany you to write." What's the big deal? It doesn't take him much time.
She threw herself into his arms tenderly and said softly, "Thank you, my husband." He was willing to do such a childish thing with her.
If she gave out nice guy cards, Rong Jinchen's nice guy cards would be so numerous that they would circle around Daqin.
"Precious." His voice was filled with a smile as he looked down at her dotingly. Su Zhenzhen puffed out her cheeks, "Hmph." Silly enough, but also precious, hmph.
Rong Jinchen's birthday was naturally a very memorable one. He was so happy that he could not forget it.
Although he never forgot every birthday he spent with Qingqing.
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