The demon concubine of the prosperous world is married

Chapter 687 Epilogue
After all, if the husband and wife just go out for a stroll, it will make them feel like they have returned to their youth. If the husband and wife really go out to visit the mountains and rivers, then there will be no other trivial matters, and without those few oil bottles, how can they be happy? Isn't it just like Uncle Yu and the others?
Thinking of this, the smile in Yan Zhaohua's eyes deepened.

"The drawing is finished." Yan Zhaohua put away his pen and said to Miss Qing beside him, "A'Ning, come and have a look."

Miss Qing's eyes lit up. Speaking of which, this is the first time Yan Zhaohua has painted for her. It's not that the relationship between the two is not good, but Miss Qing is not such an arty person. Drawing for her, it was only after watching the shadow puppet show that night, and seeing the dandy young master in it painting a picture of a commoner girl, that I suddenly became interested.

Miss Qing walked to Yan Zhaohua's side, looked down at the painting on the desk that had just been drawn, was taken aback, and turned to Yan Zhaohua.

Yan Zhaohua had a gentle smile on his face, with a look of nostalgia in his expression, he stretched out his hand, hugged Miss Qing in his arms, lowered his head slightly, leaned close to Miss Qing's ear, and said with a smile :"Like it?"

The warm breath sprayed directly beside her ears, making Miss Qing shiver slightly, and her ears immediately turned red.

What Yan Zhaohua painted was Miss Qing, but it was the scene when they met for the first time. Yan Zhaohua only sketched a simple back for himself, but Miss Qing painted it extremely vividly.

It seems that through this thin rice paper, you can still see the slightly vigilant and bewildered expression of Miss Qing in the portrait, like a little leopard, full of surprises to the world, but with an innate alert.

"Do you remember our first meeting?"

Miss Qing really didn't expect Yan Zhaohua to draw the scene of their first meeting that year, and the marriage (adultery?) between the two began at that time.

It's not surprising that Miss Qing would remember, but men are always less careful than women, and Miss Qing thought that Yan Zhaohua had forgotten it long ago.

Yan Zhaohua chuckled and said, "I will never forget it until I die."

How can he forget?Back then, she was sitting on the bed, looking up at him with her small head up. She looked very petite and soft, obviously very nervous but pretending to be calm.

Yan Zhaohua thought that it was probably because of her that he was so abnormal back then. Not only did no one kill her, but he kept her and even allowed her to come in and out of his house at will.

Yan Zhaohua is usually arrogant and loves duplicity, but now it is very rare to get a heart-to-heart love word from him, who knows that Miss Qing will be surprised in the next second: "Zhaohua, the first time we met was on the bed !?"

Yan Zhaohua: "..."

The so-called warm and ambiguous atmosphere was swept away.

Miss Qing stretched out her hand to pat Yan Zhaohua's arm, and couldn't help laughing, the place where they met for the first time was really weird and wretched.

Yan Zhaohua looked down at Miss Qing, who was lying in his arms with a smile, with a bit of helplessness in her gentle expression. Sure enough, the drama of gifted scholars and beautiful ladies was not suitable for the two of them.

However, thinking that the place where the two met for the first time was actually on the bed, it was indeed a bit of a gimmick. Seeing Miss Qing in his arms with a bright smile on her face, Yan Zhaohua's expression darkened, and he put his hand on the back of her head , lowered his head and kissed it.

Miss Qing was taken aback for a moment, but when she realized it, she put her arms around Yan Zhaohua's neck, and went forward to meet him. As for the door being closed, cough, cough, the two of them are probably just caring about it now.

"Mother! Mother!"

Just when the two were in love, shouts came from far and near, Miss Qing pushed Yan Zhaohua away without saying a word, who knew that she was careless for a moment, she used too much strength, and pushed Yan Zhaohua down directly .

Seeing Yan Zhaohua who almost fell to the ground, holding on to the table beside him and barely steadying himself, Miss Qing=口=: "I didn't mean it!"

Yan Zhaohua: "..."

Having a wife who is more powerful than myself is really terrible!

Miss Qing, who knew what she had done, hurried forward and grabbed Yan Zhaohua. Fortunately, there were only the two of them now. If Xixi really ran in to see it, Yan Zhaohua, a serious father figure, would not know Which corner did you lose.

Pushing Yan Zhaohua on the chair, Miss Qing quickly asked with concern: "Zhaohua, did you fall? I was just in a hurry."

Don't look at how Yan Zhaohua dotes on her, lets her go, and is reluctant to beat her up on weekdays, but at night, he will not be polite, and he will even speak righteously.

In the past ten years, whenever the husband and wife had any unpleasant incidents, Yan Zhaohua only needed one way to deal with her, and that was to find out in bed, but it was not easy to complain to Shiro's father about these boudoir secrets.

So every time she heard Si Lang's father telling her not to bully Yan Zhaohua, Miss Qing felt kindhearted!
"It's okay." Yan Zhaohua raised his eyes, glanced at Miss Qing, then shook his head, showing her a meaningful smile.

Miss Qing was surprised: "..."

I rub!

Big pervert, what the hell is this idea?
"Mother, eh, dad is here too?" Xixi ran into the study, and seeing her parents "looking at each other with affection", she couldn't help being blinded.

Although it is a good thing that my parents are so close and sweet, but... have you considered the feelings of an underage child?
If it was the usual, Xixi would naturally wish that her parents could be so close, but this time is different from the past——

Just now I was hurt by Mianmian, and now I am stimulated by my parents, life should not be too miserable, okay?
Judging from Mian Mian's expression and attitude, something must have happened when she and A Zhu went to the shadow puppet show that night, but although Mian Mian treated him very well on weekdays, she did not care about such private matters between men and women. It's hard to talk to my younger brother, so no matter how hard Xixi stalks, she can't pry Mianmian's mouth open.

What Mianmian doesn't know is that the more she behaves like this, the more Xixi feels that her glass heart is about to break——

You haven't married yet, why are you turning your elbows out so quickly?Or brother?
So, Xixi, who felt hurt by Mianmian, went to Mengyutang to find Miss Qing holding her broken glass heart.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the door, she was stimulated by her parents' love and affection. Thinking that Mianmian and Azhu would be like Miss Qing and Yan Zhaohua in the future, Xixi couldn't help but want to sharpen her sword and rush to Azhu. bamboo.

He has worked so hard to protect her for so many years, and the white and tender sister is going to be snatched away by that wolf cub, A Zhu. It's really sad, isn't it?
(End of this chapter)