Huang Qingwu is very excited. This is her first time to eat Han Yichu's cooking. It's the first time for her, whether in the past or now.

Huang Qingwu couldn't help biting into his mouth.

Huang Qingwu ate and chewed, with tears in his eyes.

Han Yichu has been looking at Huang Qing dance, see her mood is not quite right, worried asked: "what's the matter?"

Huang Qingwu shook his head, "it's OK, it's just delicious."

Han Yichu was relieved. "If it's delicious, eat more. I'll make it for you later."

Huang Qingwu thinks she has a good mouth.

She found that the dumplings are the same, but everyone makes different flavors.

The dumplings made by my father are also delicious, but Han Yichu's dumplings are also delicious. They have different feelings and tastes.

She likes it anyway.

Although Huang Qingwu had dinner, he didn't have much appetite and didn't eat much at that time.

This will eat dumplings is really eat a lot, a little bit of support.

After dinner, it was a little late. Huang Qingwu went back to the bedroom early to lie down.

When she was about to go to sleep, she felt the bed sink, she suddenly opened her eyes, on the outside light, can see is Han Yichu.

Huang Qing's heart is about to jump out.

She didn't expect Han Yichu to come to her bedroom.

Han Yichu had already made his own psychological preparation when he was ready to start a good dance with Huang Qing.

Huang Qingwu was silent for a long time and said, "at first, you don't have to force yourself."

When Han Yichu heard this, he sighed. He turned to the emperor and said, "I didn't force myself. We are husband and wife now. Do you want to sleep with me?"

Huang Qing danced with a bright eye, nodded, and said in a soft voice, "well."

Hearing her promise, Han Yichu slowly reaches out his hand and holds Huang Qingwu in his arms.

When Han Yichu held Huang Qingwu in his arms, his heart really had a sense of familiarity and satisfaction.

As if it should have been.

Huang Qingwu smelled the smell of Han Yichu. It was a clean fragrance that she had not seen for a long time. It was her most familiar smell.

She felt the warmth in his arms, listening to his gentle breathing, Huang Qingwu's eyes were moist again.

Han Yichu can't sleep when he is holding Huangqing dance. The delicate posture of Huangqing dance and the fragrance of her body make him crazy.

He felt that his chest was slightly moist, and his body was shocked. "Leaning dance, did you cry?"

Huang Qingwu didn't speak. She was afraid that when she spoke, it would be a choking tone.

But Han Yichu could feel something wrong. He turned on the desk lamp at the head of the bed and raised Huang Qingwu's chin. As expected, he saw that her eyes were red and moist.

Han Yichu's eyes were broken and slightly trembled. He reached out and wiped away his tears for Huang Qingwu. "Tell me, why are you crying?"

I can't tell why I cry.

Wake up from sleep, wake up from the past, she has been waiting for this embrace for a long time.

"I just want to be carried to sleep all the time."

"Well, I'll sleep with you in my arms, as long as you don't cry."

Huang Qingwu looks at Han Yichu's gentle eyebrows and thinks that he has been so gentle to helianman, and his heart is sour again.

She felt a little greedy.

She should be content. She will occupy all the positions in Han Yichu's heart.

Huang Qingwu looked at Han Yichu deeply and said, "in the future, just give me the place in your heart, OK?"

Han Yichu's heart trembles. He suddenly thinks of helianman.

He didn't want to cheat Huang Qingwu, so he could only say: "Qingwu, give me time, OK?"