"It smells so good!" Nan Yan hugged the rose.
Every breath and every breath smells sweet.
No wonder roses are used in love.
Even though it has thorns, it cannot stop the fragrance of the flowers.
Lu Huaijing stared at her deeply and said with a smile: "There are no flowers as fragrant as yours."
During the lingering night, he even had an illusion.
The fragrant smell of Nan Yan gave him a feeling of déjà vu.
Much like the fragrance he picked up on the night of the accident.
But such thoughts were just fleeting, and in the end, they all turned into nothingness.
At this moment, as long as he is by your side.
Nan Yan's cheeks turned slightly red at the man's words, and she looked even more charming under the red roses.
They walked hand in hand through the streets and tasted the delicacies of the night market together, like every couple in love, ordinary and warm.
Nanyan bought coconut milk jelly, and the rich coconut milk fragrance lingered on her lips and teeth.
It's so delicious that it makes people feel better.
She took another one and handed it over: "Want to try it?"
Lu Huaijing raised his eyebrows, but grabbed her hand holding the spoon, and then——
brought it to his mouth.
Even when eating at a street stall, his posture and look are elegant.
But it made Nan Yan's delicate face turn slightly red.
"Well, it does taste good." Lu Huaijing chuckled: "Especially the one you fed."
Nan Yan immediately retracted his hand.
What kind of earthy love talk is this? It’s so embarrassing.
"So many people are watching!"
She whispered sheepishly.
But Lu Huaijing didn't care at all. His dark eyes swept across those envious eyes, and the corners of his thin lips curled up:
"What are you afraid of? You are my wife. So what if I eat it? Everyone is mine, let alone a little food?"
Every word expresses strong possessiveness.
Nanyan was also helpless.
Why hadn't she noticed before that this man had the potential to be a domineering president?
The two wandered around for a while before returning to the car.
Lu Huaijing looked at Nan Yan's almost empty hands and frowned, "Didn't you and your friend buy something?"
"I bought it!" Nan Yan shook the book bag in his hand.
Just two books?
Lu Huaijing couldn't help but hold his forehead and chuckled: "Why don't you buy more things? There is nothing you like? Nan Yan, you don't need to save money for me."
In my impression, except for that time when she swiped a black card in a store out of anger, this little woman had almost no desire to buy.
In fact, I have never taken the initiative to ask for anything from him.
He always felt that he owed her.
But Nan Yan didn't feel anything was wrong.
She smiled slyly and said, "What do you mean by saving money for you? Isn't your money my money? Besides, I really don't want anything."
The playful words made Lu Huaijing laugh.
He gently scratched the tip of Nan Yan's nose and said gently: "Okay, okay, you have the final say. What books did you buy?"
Speaking of this, Nan Yan hesitated for a moment.
Because she didn't want Lu Huaijing to know what she was preparing yet.
Otherwise, wouldn’t the meaning of surprise be lost?
So Nan Yan made an excuse and said: "It's just some medical books. It's not like you don't know. We always take exams."
When Lu Huaijing heard this, he nodded and started the engine without doubting that he was there.
On the way.
There is a lot of traffic outside the car window, and the lights are constantly changing with the movement of the car.
Nan Yan couldn't help but look sideways at him.
The man's handsome profile, even in this chaotic light and shadow, was extremely handsome.
She thought about the gifts she prepared, but it seemed that she had never asked him about his preferences.
While thinking about it, he couldn't help but said: "Huai Jing, do you... have anything you like? Or is it a preference?"
After three years of marriage, although Nan Yan has been doing her best to take care of him, she is actually not very clear about his preferences.
It's not that Nan Yan doesn't want to know, but this man never shows his likes and dislikes easily.
What's more, they have been together less and more apart, and the time they can spend together is too little. Even if they are together, they will have some conflicts because of one thing or another.
Hearing this, the man in the cab couldn't help but ask: "Why are you asking about this suddenly? Are you preparing a gift for me?"
Nan Yan was stunned, had he guessed this?
She was speechless, her brain was working rapidly, and she quickly added: "Ah... no, I'm just curious. After all, on the wedding anniversary, I... didn't pick out a suitable gift for you."
As Nan Yan spoke, his voice became even softer.
After all, if you continue talking, the secret will be exposed.
Unexpectedly, Lu Huaijing just freed up a hand, touched her hair, and said:
"You don't need to prepare anything for me, Nan Yan. Men should prepare gifts. What's more, I missed a lot before, and I still need to make up for them one by one..."
These words surprised Nan Yan, but she also felt warm in her heart.
After arriving home, Lu Huaijing returned to the room with Nan Yan in his arms.
He looked at the time on his phone and said, "I still have to deal with some company matters. If you're sleepy, go to bed first."
Nan Yan's eyes were as clear as stars. She looked up at him and smiled brightly: "It's okay. If you are busy, just go and do it. I will wait for you to come back and sleep together."
"Okay." Lu Huaijing lowered his head and kissed her forehead before returning to the study.
When Nan Yan saw this, he immediately took out the book he had bought in the handicraft shop.
Those are two introductory books on leather making.
After much thought, she decided that since she decided to make something by hand, she had to start from the basics.
At the same time, in the study.
Lu Huaijing had just processed a company document when his phone vibrated unexpectedly.
At first, he thought it was something related to the company, until he saw the name jumping on the screen, his face instantly became serious.
Song Yihuan.
Lu Huaijing's fingers froze for a moment, then he muted his phone and put it aside.
Since he made it clear to Song Yihuan last time, she hasn't called him for more than a month.
It's a bit unusual to call me so late today.
Lu Huaijing didn't refuse the call, he just waited for the phone to stop flashing and hang up automatically.
But the other party seemed to know that he was looking at the phone, so he persisted and called again.
The screen kept lighting up, and the beating names made Lu Huaijing feel depressed.
He was not a hard-hearted person to begin with. Even if he had drawn a clear line with Song Yihuan, in this situation, he was still instinctively worried.
Song Yihuan called so anxiously, maybe there was something hidden.
Thinking of her grandmother, Lu Huaijing still couldn't bear it and answered the phone.
