The Perfect Hidden Marriage

Vol 2 Chapter 512: , Unrequited love 52, Huanhuan, remember? You are my old

512, unrequited love 52, Huanhuan, remember? You are my wife (warm)

Xiao Jinghuan changed into a skirt, and when she came out, she found that Jin Changning was wearing a shirt with the same color as her. The pink-skinned tops and black bottoms made people feel that they were just like they had said beforehand.

What surprised her most was that this man was so handy with his pink skin color, and he could not afford it because he was getting older. On the contrary, he was very good-looking. Very young.

After thinking about it, she returned to the room.

"Why are you going?"

"Change clothes!"

"Why change?"

"Don't you think it's weird?"

she asked in a low voice.

"What's weird? This is not good."

He led her to take a photo in the mirror:

"It's very good, isn't it?"

Hands around her waist, face and face close to each other.

They look in the mirror, like lovers.

Finally, one day, they also put on couple clothes.

This situation is rare in 30 years.

Of course he likes it.

But she doesn't like it.

Wearing couple clothes is something she and Shao Feng did. How can it be used on her and Jin Changning?

Looking at it, I always feel nondescript.

It can be seen that he is so happy, she actually couldn't bear to make him happy, so she let him take it out.

Out of the hotel door, they called a car.

Xiao Jinghuan didn’t know where he was going to take him.

In the past few years, she has been planning her own life. She is very clear about her daily schedule, and more rationally controls her emotions. This is the first time in many years. She wakes up early in the morning and does not know what to do next. It feels a little weird to be led by people, but not very bad.

She thought about it, she still has a deep-rooted dependence and trust on him, otherwise, how could she be easily manipulated by him.

After half an hour, they reached their destination, a cemetery.

Walking on a small path, he held her hand, just like a child.

Oh, no, I was a brother and sister when I was a child, but now I am a husband and wife.

He originally had a happy family with a father, a mother, and a lovely sister. He was also in a good family situation. Later, in a car accident, he became an orphan and shut the whole world autistically, so he didn't dare to contact people.

Until Jin’s little daughter-in-law finally appeared in front of him, his attention was all attracted by her. From then on, he only liked her, only liked her, and only opened up for her.

She saved his life.

It was when I was young, and it is now.

"Don't you want to tell me about your childhood?"

In the end, Xiao Jinghuan couldn't help asking.

Because of this sentence, he stood still, stared, then smiled, held his hand, and kissed very reverently:

"I was just thinking about when you will endure to ask this matter."

"Hey, you seem to be more and more scheming. What about the silly vigor when you were a kid? Where did it go? Where did it go?"

She whispered softly.

"I have been trained by my brother-in-law."

He smiled and said, with emotion:

"Huanhuan, in the past few years, you have never looked at me directly."

If you have seen it straight, you should know that he is no longer who he was.

Because he didn't have it, he was forgotten-it's a pity that he has missed it for so many years.

She is silent and in a mixed mood.

In the breeze, they walked slowly, holding a bunch of flowers, and came to a marble tombstone. Above it was a photo of a family of three, a majestic man, a beautiful young woman, and a beautiful girl.

There are three lines of words engraved on the stele: the tomb of father Lanhai, mother Qiaoqiao, and sister Lan Yunjiao.

Send a bouquet of flowers, in the long breeze, in the faint sunlight, the fragrance of flowers is floating.

"Dad, mom, sister, I came to see you, today is neither your sacrifice day, nor your birthday, let alone your parents’ wedding anniversary. You must be very curious, why did I come here? I brought a beautiful girl..."

Jin Changning turned his head and glanced at the little woman next to her, with tenderness on her face: "Parents, this is your daughter-in-law, the jewel of Aunt Jin's family. Yes, we are married. Today, I will take her to meet you officially. Now. Huanhuan, these are my parents and sister..."

Xiao Jinghuan looked at the group photo with a complicated expression, and suddenly thought, he obviously didn’t want to admit her relationship with him, why now, she was brought here by him, and she still called it again?

After yelling it again, didn’t it just admit that he was his daughter-in-law, a member of their family?

But if she doesn’t call, she is afraid that she will hurt him, and she is also a bit impolite.

She glanced at him and saw the ardent feelings in his eyes, quarreling in front of his parents’ grave, that was not appropriate.

So, she resignedly yelled at the tombstone: "Dad, mom, sister-in-law, hello, I am Xiao Jinghuan..."

Jin Changning smiled lowly.

Such a picture is what he has most dreamed of seeing in so many years.

When came out, he suddenly hugged her at the gate and whispered in her ear:

"Huanhuan, thank you..."

Xiao Jinghuan actually wanted to push him away. Now, he hugged and hugged him at every turn, becoming more and more excessive, but his voice was so soft and gentle, full of sentiment, that she couldn't bear it, she could only be stunned. Asked:

"Why thank me?"

"Thank you for giving me face, and for admitting that you are my wife in front of my parents and sisters."

"……"

Xiao Jing glared at him:

"You deliberately?"

"Yes, I did it on purpose."

He is honest!

"Hold the iron while it is hot, so that you can remember your current identity. Huanhuan, do you remember? You are my wife."

He squeezed her face.

Xiao Jinghuan grabbed his hand and gave him a bite:

"It's still early, Jin Changning, don't think I will admit that I am your wife so easily. It depends on your performance. The same sentence: If you can't change my opinion of you, we will have variables in the future. . Don’t think I’ll do it when I sleep."

"bad girl."

He helplessly touched her hair and pecked her on the lips.

It's really difficult.

"Where are we going now?"

Her face is flushed inexplicably, and she is really not used to such intimacy.

"My previous home."

In the suburbs of , there is a farm. There is a very ordinary small building on the village. The architectural style is very old-fashioned. It is completely different from the small red brick and green tiled houses around.

It can be seen that the house has been renovated, Bond paint has been applied, and the small garden has also been repaired. However, the layout of the house is old and short. You can tell at a glance that this is an old house with a history of 30 to 40 years.

Perhaps, in the past, it was western style, but in the 21st century, it can be regarded as an antique.

Before came, they went to a nearby vegetable market to buy vegetables, and then walked over.

Along the way, I met several aunts and aunts. When I saw Jin Changning, I said hello:

"Xiaolan, why are you free today?"

"Xiao Lan, is this pretty girl your wife?"

Jin Changning replied a few words with them, and those aunts and aunts sighed there:

"Not bad, not bad, this girl, she looks good and fits your class!"

And she just smiled.

Open the door, the design inside is all old, which makes people trance like going back to the 70s and 80s, and there is still a musty smell in the air.

Xiao Jinghuan looked curiously and found that the room was full of dust. Not very thick, but a thin layer, enough to prove that no one lives here.

"Outside the garden, people often come to help take care of it, but inside the house, I haven't let anyone come in, it's a bit dirty. Huanhuan, otherwise you go outside the house, I clean it, you come in again."

Jin Changningwan lifted up his sleeves, wiped the table top first, and put all the things he bought on it.

"Why should I go out? Don't look down upon me so much, OK! When I was in the UK, I did everything by myself. Jin Changning, in your eyes, am I always that charming girl who is not growing up?"

She threw the bag on the table cleanly, and reached for him:

"Give me a rag, I can help you!"

Jin Changning glanced at those slender hands that were as white as jade, and smiled at the corners of his lips:

"If you are willing to help, of course I am willing. Wait, I will find..."

He went to the drawer and found two clean rags. They were cleaned up after he came half a year ago, and they were placed over there.

"You tidy up the kitchen, I'll clean the upstairs. We sleep here tonight."

"Oh!"

She nodded, took the rag, and took another enamel washbasin to catch the water, ready to start.

"Wait a moment."

Jin Changning suddenly pulled her into his arms.

"what?"

She looked up at him strangely.