My wife is super cool

Chapter 127
If she hadn't distracted him in that way when he was saddest, he probably wouldn't have figured it out so quickly.

At least for a while.

Maybe he even made a fuss about breaking off the engagement with her.

She raised her hand and gently pinched Xia Qingmiao's small face.

How could she allow this to happen?
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It rained continuously for three days before clearing up.

The streets that had been empty for a few days became lively again, Luo Ran took Xia Qingmiao to go boating on the famous Green Forest Lake in Nanli on the grounds of relaxation.

Nanli is an enemy country, Lu Jingmo was worried, so he followed.

The so-called Green Forest Lake is not too deep, and its location is relatively remote, but it has a large area.

Green Forest Lake was originally just a forest, but later, due to the sudden flood in Nanli, the people in the city diverted the flood into the lower forests in order to survive, and thus Green Forest Lake was formed.

"Brother Luo Ran, the lake is so beautiful."

Xia Qingmiao sat on the bow of the boat, using leaves to brush the moss on the lake.

"Don't touch the lake water with your hands, you know?"

Luo Ran, who was studying ink at the side, looked at him.

"alright, I got it."

Xia Qingmiao threw down the leaf in her hand, and nodded her head like pounding garlic.

Brother Luo Ran has been helping him regulate the cold in his body for the past few days, so he is very strict.

Lu Jingmo, who was holding a writing brush, raised his eyes, his dark eyes stared fixedly at Luo Ran, and suddenly pushed the written poem aside.

"Why didn't you write it?"

Luo Ran stopped studying the ink and asked puzzledly.

He entered this green forest lake, looked at a piece of greenery full of vitality, and came up with the idea of ​​writing a poem, thinking about asking Jing Mo to show him a sample.

Lu Jingmo didn't answer, but just took out the largest piece of rice paper from the pile of rice paper on the table.

"Of course, sit down."

She took Luo Ran's hand and gently pressed him to sit on the wooden bench.

"Jingmo..."

Luo Ran didn't know what she was going to do, and looked at her suspiciously.

"I want to draw a picture of you."

Lu Jingmo raised his hand and gently combed the broken hair on his forehead.

Thinking about it carefully, Ranran has known her for more than ten years, and she has never painted a portrait or mentioned a poem for him.

"You and I are getting married soon, don't care about these forms."

A thin blush quickly appeared on Luo Ran's cheeks, and the color was sweet.

In Hokuriku, before getting engaged, a woman gives a man a folding fan or a portrait painted by herself, both of which represent the meaning of love, and it is also a custom in Hokuriku to discuss marriage.

But two days ago, the king came back and wrote a letter, saying that the imperial edict of bestowing marriage has been drawn up, and it will be announced to the world only after they return to Beilu.

Therefore, he did not care about those small details.

Lu Jingmo leaned over, and his slender lips were lightly printed on his pink cheeks.

"It's not a form, it's my love for you."

The treatment that other men have enjoyed, her family must also have it.

Ran Ran's status is no lower than Qing Miao's, but there is no support from her mother's family behind her.

The shackles of the position of Tainu Zhengjun are too heavy, she must give him enough sense of security.

Luo Ran sat on the wooden bench shyly, looking directly at the person opposite with his warm eyes.

The petal-like red lips outline a happy arc.

The person on the opposite side looked up, and the moment their eyes met, there was countless tenderness.

On the luxurious big boat not far away, Ion You's white jade-like fingers tightly clenched the cup in his hand, and his phoenix eyes stared heavily at the man in scarlet with his arms around his chest.

"You invited me to swim in the lake just to let me see how the Hokuriku princess is in love with her two husbands?"

(End of this chapter)