Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

Following Wen Zhouxing, he climbed up to the roof of the villa. It was noon and he had just had a full meal. Zhao Qichen was warmed by the sun and stretched comfortably.

With his back turned to him, Wen Zhouxing cut to the point as soon as he opened his mouth.

"I heard from you that you two have been together for more than half a year?"

Zhao Qichen nodded, realizing that he couldn't see with his back turned to him, so he gave a soft "hmm".

Then Wen Zhouxing sighed heavily, and turned to look at him, as if to stare Zhao Qichen out of a hole.

"Why didn't you tell me? At that time, I asked you how you could catch up with Lin Qiuran. Do you still think I'm ridiculous?"

Zhao Qichen didn't expect Wen Zhouxing to care so much, he even heard the gunpowder in his words, and frowned in dissatisfaction.

"Ran Ran doesn't want to make it public, besides, I said at that time that you are not her type."

Zhao Qichen's tone was also quite bad. After all, no one could stand his own woman being coveted by others like this, so his attitude had to be tough.

Wen Zhouxing looked at him and raised his eyebrows, then chuckled.

"Yeah, I'm not her type."

There was a long silence, and no one spoke again. After all, wars between men are not quick to talk, but the current situation obviously has no intention of fighting.

Until Zhao Qichen couldn't help but want to leave, Wen Zhouxing rushed over suddenly, Zhao Qichen subconsciously blocked, but the other party grabbed his shoulder.

"Forget it, it's my fault that I got to know her too late and let you get there first."

Zhao Qichen looked at his unbearable eyes, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

It's as if the first time I meet you, I will fall in love with you.

Wen Zhouxing didn't see Zhao Qichen's displeasure at all, but continued to talk while staring at him.

"This is Lin Qiuran's choice. I believe her, but... I don't want her to know about it."

Zhao Qichen looked at him and frowned, then nodded without hesitation.

He is not such an eighth-wife, besides, he wished that Ran Ran would know nothing about this matter, otherwise, according to her personality, she would definitely feel that she owed Wen Zhouxing.

Wen Zhouxing finally heaved a sigh of relief, let go of his shoulders with both hands, and hung powerlessly on his sides.

Zhao Qichen felt sorry for him, but didn't know what to say, so he just patted him on the shoulder.

"You go, I want to be alone."

With that said, Wen Zhouxing turned around and walked to the fence of the roof.

Zhao Qichen looked at his somewhat downcast back, and heaved a long sigh in his heart.

Seeing that he finally came out, Lin Qiuran hurried forward and asked, "What are you talking about? How did it take so long?"

Seeing his little baby, Zhao Qichen finally couldn't help it, and immediately hugged her, as if he wanted to rub Lin Qiuran into his arms.

Lin Qiuran was a little puzzled, but she didn't struggle, and followed his back step by step.

The two have been together for so long, and they have already figured out each other's personality. Zhao Qichen is unwilling to say, and Lin Qiuran will never force him.

When the people downstairs saw the two of them entangled, they couldn't bear to look directly at them and turned their heads.

Originally, Mahou and the others insisted on sending them off, but they were rejected by Zhao Qichen.
It's not that they don't know the way, the two of them have been secretive for half a year, and he doesn't want to waste a minute now.

Although Lin Qiuran's hometown is not considered remote, it is a small town that has not yet developed, and the plane does not have a direct flight. The two arrived in Lin City overnight from Las Vegas, and hurried to the next flight after getting off the plane.

It was already the afternoon of the second day when we arrived in City S, and Zhao Qichen felt that he was almost paralyzed after getting off the plane.

Following Lin Qiuran into a private car, seven or eight people were crowded into the small car, and the closed space was filled with an unpleasant smell.

Zhao Qichen couldn't help frowning, and stretched out his long arms to hold Lin Qiuran tightly in his arms.

After driving for an unknown amount of time, Zhao Qichen finally breathed a sigh of relief when he arrived at his destination, and only then did he have time to look around at the surrounding scenery.

Unlike the bustling and busy Lin City, this place is far away from the city, surrounded by mountains, and the people are busy, making it look quiet and beautiful.

On the way here just now, Zhao Qichen discovered that this small town is full of small white buildings, and the tallest one is probably only as high as three floors.

There is a long lake in the middle of these small white buildings. At a glance, they don't know where it leads. They drove along this lake all the way.

Zhao Qichen was attracted by the scenery in front of him, and felt that such a place only appeared in those costume movies, but he didn't expect that he could be in such a scenery.

"What? Are you dumbfounded?"

Lin Qiuran touched Zhao Qichen's arm triumphantly. The other party kept staring at the front and didn't speak, but hugged him, and kissed him hard on the forehead.

Lin Qiuran was a little embarrassed by him, gave him two symbolic pushes, and beckoned him to drag his luggage and walk towards those small white buildings.

Lin Qiuran's parents left early. She lived with her grandparents since she was a child. The long alleys and the lively courtyard are all her childhood memories.

As the two walked, Lin Qiuran was talking to him about her childhood, and she couldn't help but say a few more words when she encountered a familiar place. Zhao Qichen also listened carefully, seeing what she said with eloquence, her face I can't hide my pampering either.

After walking for a long time, Lin Qiuran seemed to be getting more and more excited, talking less, and walking more and more hurriedly. The suitcase dragged on the stone brick road, making a rattling sound.

There were fewer and fewer people in the alley. The woman carrying two big plastic bags stopped suddenly when she passed by them. The moment she saw Lin Qiuran, her eyebrows were raised, her eyes filled with unstoppable surprise.

"Ran Ran? Is that you? Are you back?"

The moment Lin Qiuran looked at the woman, she said in surprise, "Aunt Liu? It's me! I'm back!"

It was the first time Zhao Qichen saw Lin Qiuran's expression like this. It seemed that the woman in her early fifties was an acquaintance of hers.

"Hey, it's been a few years since you left. You've become a big girl, and your grandma will miss you so much!"

Aunt Liu grabbed Lin Qiuran's hand and rubbed it back and forth, talking excitedly.

Lin Qiuran nodded, her eyes were a little red.

Ever since she entered university, she had very few chances to come back. It may have been five or six years since she came back last time.

"Who is this……"

Aunt Liu looked at Zhao Qichen with some doubts. Lin Qiuran was so excited that she forgot, and hurriedly pulled Zhao Qichen to introduce him.

"This is my boyfriend, Zhao Qichen, just call him Xiaochen."

Aunt Liu looked at Zhao Qichen and nodded with a smile, "Look at you, you haven't come back for so long, and you brought such a handsome boyfriend with you when you came back. You are promising. Auntie is really happy for you."

Zhao Qichen was a little embarrassed by what she said, and quickly smiled and shook his head. The enthusiasm of the people here made him uncomfortable for a while.