Allow her to be pampered

Chi Rong knew very well that the country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change, but she never thought that Bai Pingting would never change her nature until now.

Although the wedding dress was not selected smoothly, Chi Rong already had the attitude to deal with it.

Since they couldn't walk happily, and Bai Pingting was more interested in running away, they might as well play tricks and fight against each other.

Chi Rong then looked at Bai Pingting and said dryly, "Miss Bai, I won't hand you a post."

After finishing speaking, he pointed to Wu Qingzhi again and said, "If I say no, he won't. If you still have any bad water, just hold it back!"

As soon as the words finished, Bai Pingting's face turned ashen.

This little wifey is straightforward, her ability to seal her mouth is blunt but powerful!
Bai Pingting couldn't bear the humiliation, and was about to choke again, but unexpectedly, after Chi Rong said that, she grabbed Wu Qingzhi's arm, turned around and left, leaving no way out.

Chi Rong's move seemed chic, but in fact he felt very resentful.

Ever since the Yongyuan Auction, she hadn't been happy at all, but today she encountered bad luck again, and her mood fell to the bottom.

As soon as he got into the car, Chi Rong refused to sit next to Wu Qingzhi, and wanted to drive him to the passenger seat to be side by side with the driver.

It seems that if she is farther away, she will not be angry at Wu Qingzhi.

He shouldn't be blamed, what does this have to do with Wu Qingzhi...

Chi Rong frustratingly counted on her fingers, half a year had passed, if it hadn't been for this natural disaster, she would still be studying, maybe she would have graduated.

However, this does not stand up to further investigation.

If this is the calculation, then she would not marry Wu Qingzhi in a daze, why bother to grow up and see these injustices.

Chi Rong wiped her face scribbled, she was lying sprawled in the back seat of the car, the small curtain separated the front seat, no one made a sound.

Chi Rong finally couldn't help it, and immediately took out the paired pens from his bosom, as if he was about to pick up the pens.

There was no paper around, so she used skin and flesh as paper and wrote on it.

Chi Rong didn't practice handwriting, so she couldn't write beautiful calligraphy, so the steel point poked crookedly in the palm of her hand, drawing her confession as a love letter.

After Chi Rong finished writing, she opened the curtain and stretched her hand forward.

At this moment, Wu Qingzhi was looking down and ignoring the way ahead, not saying a word, as if he was in deep thought.

Why wouldn't he understand Chi Rong's thoughts and thoughts, when a child grows up, the world view is fissioned, and when he is at a loss, someone must be with him.

Wu Qingzhi's heart tightened.

However, at that moment, Chi Rong suddenly mobilized and grabbed him with his tiny hands.

Wu Qingzhi was about to look back, but was stopped by Chi Rong in a low voice: "Don't look back, just look down at the little secret I wrote to you."

Chi Rong opened his palm.

But on the pink and white flesh, the blue-black ink was smeared, and there was a line of small characters.

"Wu Qingzhi, it's so hard to be an adult."

Wu Qingzhi laughed dumbfounded.

The driver was at the steering wheel, but he saw the secretive actions of the two masters. Curious, he even lamented their deep love.

I heard that the young lady has just come of age, the young master got a wife like this, isn't that just raising a daughter!
On the other side, after Wu Qingzhi looked at it, he quietly pushed back Chi Rong's little hand, but, after only a moment, he smiled lightly and asked the driver to stop.

The driver took the order and immediately turned off the fire. Unexpectedly, as soon as the car stopped, Wu Qingzhi changed to the back seat.

With a bang, the small curtain closed again, blocking the vision.

Chi Rong's whole body trembled, and she suddenly remembered the indulgence and madness of her and Wu Qingzhi in the car on the night of the temple fair.

So he shrank back to the window, tightly protecting his chest as if guarding against a wild animal.

This act was clever, and it was the little white rabbit's stubborn resistance. Wu Qingzhi was so happy being provoked by Chi Rong that he almost turned into a wolf.

But not now.

Because Chi Rong has already started to scold: "Wu Qingzhi, I warn you, don't push your nose and face every day! I wrote you that sentence because I treat you as, as..."

"As what?"

Chi Rong wanted to say, because I regard you as the person I love.

But she never said love, Chi Rong only said that she likes, and right now, she can only say that she likes.

So he had a lot of thoughts, and wanted to argue a few times, but just blurted out, he said: "Because I regard you as my first teacher in life."

Wu Qingzhi's eyes turned black, and he was almost breathless.

Chi Rong's face turned red like shrimp, Wu Qingzhi was relieved, and could only extract a confession by torture.

"Chi Rong, you can be considered a good boy if you tell the truth frankly."

"...but I'm not a child anymore!"

"But don't you want to be an adult?"

Wu Qingzhi asked back.

He kept his voice very low, coupled with the static interference of the car engine, the conversation became blurred, making it impossible for others to hear clearly.

What's more, between husband and wife, regardless of whether they have children or not, it is commonplace to talk about children and children, and they will not be misunderstood.

However, the inside is completely crooked.

Wu Qingzhi pressed Chi Rong's ear, and asked with a smile: "If you don't want to be an adult, just be a child. I'm wrong, huh?"

Chi Rong became angry from embarrassment, and hummed in a low voice: "Then you are the one who persecutes children like this!"

She resisted Wu Qingzhi's approach, her palms were sweating, and the handwriting was completely blurred, making it impossible to distinguish one or two.

A love letter is something that burns after reading it, but I keep it in my heart anyway.

Wu Qingzhi gently bit Chi Rong's earlobe, and she really started to tremble.

"Chi Rong, if you lie, you are considered a bad boy."

Wu Qingzhi said in a natural tone, "Bad children must be trained and punished before they can return to the right path."

Their right path is not necessarily an immediate re-wedding, but an intimacy first.

Chi Rong was teased and harassed by Wu Qingzhi in the car, and her mind was almost burnt out.

Wu Qingzhi did it very covertly, stealthily and furtively, the two combined into one, seamless.

It's just that Chi Rong was stubborn and couldn't become a good boy again, so he returned to the Wu mansion and had to continue to be educated.

When the palms met, Chi Rong suddenly asked: "Wu Qingzhi, do you... do you really, really want to have a wedding?"

It did stop him.

For Wu Qingzhi, the wedding seems to be a regret, his regret for Chi Rong, the regret for Wu's father, and the irreconcilable regret for himself.

Chi Rong is sensible, but Wu Qingzhi is deeply in love, and wants a perfect fulfillment promise.

As far as Father Wu is concerned, there is no cure for medicine and stone, and time is numbered.

People who are old and dead will not live longer.

Wu Qingzhi kissed the emerald bracelet on Chi Rong's wrist, and thought of the paired pens, he had already foreseen the near future.

"Chi Rong...I want a complete family."

This is the second time Chi Rong saw Wu Qingzhi's weakness.

For a moment, Chi Rong was flustered, she patted and hugged Wu Qingzhi's shoulder, comforting him like a child.

The roles are reversed, who is the adult and who is the child, only the two of them can do each other.

Then, it rained violently.

Chi Rong was ups and downs, was lifted, then fell again.

Chi Rong slowly and involuntarily burst into tears, Wu Qingzhi held her back and begged, "Chi Rong, I want a home."