One thought of a flash marriage, the husband teases lightly

Yuan Zheng looked up at her, his eyes were deep, and he said seriously: "You are my wife, why should I lie to you? Am I the kind of man who doesn't follow the rules?"

He Jiarui pursed her lips and said with a slight smile: "Well, you are in good spirits now."

"Then you still miss me that much?" Yuan Zheng turned his head, covered his mouth and coughed twice.

Seeing his serious look, He Jiarui knew that what she just said made him uncomfortable. His sincerity was only met with ridicule from himself.

"Okay, what I just said was inappropriate. I'm sorry, don't be angry." She apologized to him generously.

Yuan Zheng didn't expect her to say that, and immediately explained his feelings: "I'm not angry, and I don't want you to apologize. I just want you to know my heart and my loyal feelings towards you."

His words were full of heat, burning her face red.

"Ahem." She coughed uncomfortably, "Well, you can eat some lotus root slices." Her heart was beating fast, and she didn't know how to answer his words.

She felt that his current transformation was his greatest asset in her heart, making her unable to dislike him anymore. If he had said this to herself three years ago, she would have been so disgusted that she would have goosebumps all over her body. Whether you can accept someone or not is so simple.

Yuan Zheng picked up the lotus root slices and bit them until they were crunchy. Looking at her slightly flustered expression, he smiled proudly in his heart.

After finishing the meal, I came out of the restaurant. Snowflakes were falling outside again, and red lanterns were hung on both sides of the street, signaling the New Year.

"Honey, I'm sorry, I want to watch a movie with you, but I don't have time. Please accompany me back to the hotel." Yuan Zheng suggested.

"You have to be busy with work at night, right?" He Jiarui asked, "Then I won't go over. You go about your business, and I'll go back to my aunt's house."

Yuan Zheng asked: "Isn't my aunt on a business trip? Third brother may not go back at night, right? You live alone, do you think I will feel relieved?"

"I don't live alone in Haicheng."

"But this is the imperial capital, and I just don't feel at ease." Yuan Zheng took her hand forcefully, put it into the pocket of his cashmere coat, and said, "It happened to be snowing, let's go for a little romance. A handful."

In their pockets, their hands were intertwined with a slight warmth. Her hands seemed to be electrified, making half of her body feel numb.

She wanted to loosen some, and moved her hands slightly. But his hand didn't mean to let go, but instead held it tighter.

"Well, please relax a little, your fingers hurt a little." She said.

When Yuan Zheng heard this, he immediately relaxed and said, "I'm sorry, I thought you were going to take your hand away."

He Jiarui raised her eyes and flirted with him, "Your pocket is big and warm, why should I take it out?"

Yuan Zheng pursed his lips and smiled, and playfully hooked her fingers with his fingers.

The two of them walked forward along the road, their steps neither fast nor slow. Snowflakes fell on their heads, and their bodies turned white in a short while.

Yuan Zheng looked down at the snow on her head, smiled and said jokingly: "Look, we are growing old together."

He Jiarui laughed, shook his head, shook the snow off his head, and deliberately made him angry and said: "Look, now you are the one who is growing old."

"Okay, so you don't want to grow old with me?" Yuan Zheng asked deliberately and fiercely, reaching out to grab her.

He Jiarui took her hand out of his pocket and ran forward laughing, making him miss.

"Come here!" Yuan Zheng shouted to her.

Not far away, He Jiarui put his hands behind his back and looked at him provocatively, "I will go if you let me go? Who are you to me?"

"Who do you think I am to you?" Yuan Zheng smiled coldly, "Be careful not to let me catch you, or see how I deal with you!"

He Jiarui was frightened by his smile and said "Oh my god", turned around and ran away.

Yuan Zheng chased after her, worried that she would slip, and shouted to her: "Run slowly, be careful not to fall!"

He Jiarui seemed not to hear, spreading his arms and running like a penguin, not too slow.

Suddenly, she felt a tightness behind her and was embraced by a generous embrace. Yuan Zheng's low and charming voice sounded in her ears: "Honey, where are you going to run?"

He Jiarui was hugged tightly by him, and his heartbeat was transmitted to her through her back; the hot breath he breathed was in her ears, surrounding her like a heat wave, making her mouth dry.

She was like a little thing, enveloped by him and leaning on his broad chest.

Just as He Jiarui was about to speak, Yuan Zheng let go of her, turned his head and coughed.

The emotions that surged up in her were destroyed in this way.

"Hey, I should have known better not to make trouble with you." She turned back to look at him and said reproachfully, "You are still coughing, so you can't run away."

Yuan Zheng took a long breath and said, "It's okay." He said and put his arms around her waist again.

He Jiarui looked around and was about to take off his arm, "Stop making trouble and take a taxi back to the hotel."

Yuan Zheng hugged you tightly, "I'm not making trouble. Wife, I like holding you like this."

"If you like you, don't do it on the street. It's embarrassing to be looked at. Let me go." He Jiarui struggled awkwardly.

Yuan Zheng couldn't help himself just now. Now he let go of her, took her hand and put it into his pocket, and put on the hat of her down jacket with his other hand.

"It's snowing heavily," he said.

"Take a taxi."

"It's only five hundred meters to the hotel. Let's take a walk back."

The streets are always very lively at the end of the year, and a young girl selling flowers blocked their way.

"Brother, buy a bouquet of flowers for your sister."

The two of them slowed down and looked at the roses and hydrangea in the flower basket, which were all pink in color. They looked so beautiful against the backdrop of the snowy sky.

"Did you match this yourself? It's so beautiful." He Jiarui couldn't help but admire.

The girl smiled shyly, "I matched them all myself. Sister, the original price of this basket of flowers is one hundred yuan. If you like it, I'll give you a 20% discount."

Yuan Zheng took the basket from her hand and handed it to He Jiarui. Then he took his mobile phone and scanned the 100 yuan code.

"Thank you brother, I wish you a fortune!" The girl happily said auspicious words and left happily.

He Jiarui held the flower basket and looked at the basket full of flowers. Her mood became even more beautiful. She smiled and said to him, "Thank you, Mr. Yuan."

"If you like it, I will send you flowers every day from now on."

The two returned to the hotel. Yuan Zheng lived in a suite. He usually held meetings with employees and worked in the study room.

He took her to the master bedroom and said, "I'll ask the driver to go to my aunt's house later to bring all your things. You can live here with me for the next few days."

"A room? I can sleep in the master bedroom." He Jiarui said.

Yuan Zheng said nonsense seriously: "This suite does not have a female master bedroom."