Before my grandfather died, he forced me to marry the richest man in the imperial capital

at that time.

The twilight got into the gap of the curtains, directly shining on the scenery on the bed, dangling.

The woman leaned against the man's naked chest, falling asleep sweetly, while the man had already woken up with a contented smile on the corner of his mouth.

Gently brushing away the broken hair on her cheeks, not one by one, but carefully taking them to the back one by one, then leaning over, couldn't help but put a kiss between the eyebrows, and then hugged her tightly Into the arms, closer and closer.

Perhaps it was too much movement, the person in his arms rubbed against his chest and made a provocative voice, "Mmm, um......"

The meowing sound made Han Yue, who was already restrained, feel itchy. He stepped back a little, and opened up a little distance. His deep and dark eyes were very bright, and he stared at her closely, "Do you still want to sleep? Are you tired?"

Lan Yunxi didn't wake up, she was bored, she was really tired, even more tired than participating in an 800-meter race.

The voice was weak, and it could be seen that he was really tired, "Well, brother Yue, I'm so tired."

In terms of sports, Lan Yunxi is relatively delicate. Han Yue discovered this last night. It is normal for the little girl to say that she is too tired today. He really did not feel sorry for her last night. After the one session, the two of them woke up in the middle of the night , chatting and chatting again.

Hearing what Lan Yunxi said, Han Yue couldn't help laughing, he couldn't help laughing, "I'm sorry I didn't grasp the strength well."

He didn't know if he hurt her last night, "Does it hurt somewhere? I'll rub it for you."

Under the quilt, Han Yue's hands covered Lan Yunxi's legs and gently massaged. It was a real massage. Lan Yunxi lowered her head shyly, her mind was full of the shy images of last night. The touch of this meeting made her The scene in my mind became clearer.

The little face was flushed, the cheeks were bulging, and she hid in her arms and pretended to be dead. A muffled, low voice came, "Brother Yue, please don't move, I'm a little itchy."

Lan Yunxi mustered up her courage, slowly raised her little head, raised her head and asked, "Can I put my clothes on?"

His eyes blinked briskly, and his long eyelashes seemed to flap on Han Yue's chest. He put his hands on the little girl's waist and smiled, "Well, I'll get it for you."

Before getting out of bed, he kissed the forehead of the shy little girl again, pampered her delicate little face, and then put on the long bathrobe on the bedside table.

Opening the closet, there were several sets of girls' clothes, including skirts and suits. He leaned against the closet, raised his chin and asked the person on the bed, "What do you want to wear?"

"Huh?" Lan Yunxi didn't understand this sentence because she didn't bring any clothes.

Following Han Yue's gaze, she found that there were several sets of her clothes in the closet. The little girl is not stupid, and she understood this wave of operations in a second, "Skirts."

Han Yue took the skirt out of the closet, put it on the bed, and sat on the edge of the bed, "Can I help you wear it?"

Lan Yunxi sat up slowly, tilted his head and looked at Han Yue sideways, with a tone of reckoning, "Brother Yue, have you planned it for a long time?"

Han Yue didn't refute or justify this sentence. He really thought about it for a long time. He couldn't move before. Now they are engaged, which is justified, except that they didn't get the certificate.

If he really had to endure it until a few years later, he felt that he might be useless.

Suffocate and suffocate.

Seeing the smile at the corner of his mouth, still satisfied, Lan Yunxi pouted and knew that his brother Yue had planned it for a long time, but she didn't regret that she became brother Yue's woman.

In the end, Lan Yunxi refused Han Yue's help to dress her. She could still be thick-skinned in the dark, but now in broad daylight, she really can't be thick-skinned.

When she sat up straight, she looked into the distance, and all she saw were messy clothes, some of which were hers and those of Han Yue, overlapping each other.

For a second, the memory of last night resurfaced and implanted in her mind, she covered her face shyly.

Opening his hands little by little, Han Yue roguely stood beside him and took off his clothes. His body was covered with paintings, which were Lan Yunxi's masterpieces, with different lines and thicknesses, very unique. goΠb.oγg

Just a tattoo on the chest?

constellation?

Noticing the little girl's eyes, he lifted the quilt again and sat in, leaned closer to let the little girl look carefully, "Curious about this?"

Lan Yunxi let go of her hand covering her eyes, and stretched out her hand to touch the tattoo on his chest. It was a little uneven, she forgot to be shy, and got very close, almost fixed her eyes on it, and sketched the whole pattern little by little.

In the middle is a sphere, like a sun, the edges are connected by lines like stars, and there is a number at the bottom, 5.28.

A scar could be felt at the bottom of the tattoo, but he tattooed his zodiac sign and birthday on it, and the mist shone in the bottom of his eyes, shining brightly, she resisted not falling off.

"The one in the middle is the sun. Xiaoxi, my original life was very simple. Every day, apart from gathering with your brother-in-law and the others at Tees, there are just a few lines. There is nothing that can make me an exception, but you are the exception. Lived here like this sun."

Han Yue's deep voice sounded above her head, the simple explanation made Lan Yunxi hold back tears, and he raised his hand to gently wipe it away, "Don't cry, I just want to engrave you here."

He clicked on the location of his heart.

Lan Yunxi's clothes hadn't been put on yet, so she threw them into his arms, and the broken tears dripped down his clean back, drop after drop.

Han Yue was helpless, the little girl really didn't notice her charm at all, "Xiaoxi, get dressed quickly, otherwise we might not be able to leave this door in the morning."

Lan Yunxi wanted to be satisfied with such a good Han Yue, thinking that he still wanted to, quickly wiped away his tears with the back of his hand, and said in a nasal voice, "Brother Yue, do you still want to, then......"

Hearing this, Han Yue's back stiffened, "Xiaoxi, don't make trouble, put it on quickly, there will be opportunities in the future."

"Oh." She was very happy, and she had a plan in her heart, but Han Yue dismissed it in the next second.

"I can get tattoos but you can't, be good."

Han Yue was good at observing, and he could sense a different emotion from the bottom of her eyes. It was joyful, but also calculated and expected. The tattoo was very painful. He didn't want the little girl to try it. She was pure white and could not be smudged.

"Oh, well, why didn't you tell me last night." She was so dark that she didn't see it last night.

Han Yue answered concisely, "It affects the atmosphere."

When Lan Yunxi said that, he thought of the unsuitable scene last night. He lowered his head and changed his clothes. Knowing that she was shy, Han Yue got up and went to the bathroom.

After 15 minutes, Han Yue hadn't come out of the bathroom. Lan Yunxi thought he was taking a shower, so he stood at the door and shouted, "Brother Yue, are you alright?"

Soon Han Yue's voice came from inside, "Come in."

Lan Yunxi went in, toothpaste was already squeezed on the sink, and the towel was twisted, but Han Yue was holding it and waiting.

Seeing her coming in and being stunned, he snapped his fingers, "Xiaoxi, come back to your senses, what are you thinking?"

"Brother Yue, you will spoil me like this." The bottom of my heart was warm and touched.

Han Yue put the towel on the hanging rod, wrapped it around her waist from behind, bent slightly, and put his chin on her shoulder, "I am willing."

She is the little princess of the Lan family, and she will also be his little princess in the future. She promised that the Lan family will hold her in the palm of her hand for the rest of her life. He Han Yue has always kept his word.

Then Lan Yunxi didn't stop her. She brushed her teeth. Han Yue wiped her hair with a towel. After wiping, he helped her braid her clavicle hair. I don't know if he practiced it in private. Anyway, today's hair is very beautiful. Also very skilled.

In the end, Lan Yunxi put on light makeup, and the lipstick was chosen by Han Yue. For people who have too many things and have a choice disorder, they need someone who can help them make decisions, and this person is naturally Han Yue.

When leaving the room, Han Yue turned around and glanced at the redness on the bed sheet, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

The two came to the restaurant hand in hand.

Since the Han family came, the Lan family has ordered other people not to enter this area, and the elevator is also guarded. Last night, Father Han and Lan Chumu chatted and played chess late at night, and they also got up late.

The same goes for Han Mu and Shen Muyun. The four of them are sitting in the dining room and chatting with smiles. They seem very harmonious, at least beyond Han Yue's expectations.

He thought that Sister Lu could handle this situation, but he didn't expect it to be so stress-free.

Seeing them coming in, Father Han hurriedly shouted, "Get up, why don't you sleep a little longer."

Lan Yunxi smiled a little embarrassedly, but still politely called, "Good morning, uncle, auntie."

"Morning mom and dad."

Mother Han kept looking at this little girl. She was pretty and pure, her eyes were as clear as water, her skin was as fair as jade, and she had a good eye. "Hello."

And Lan Yunxi also looked at this future mother-in-law in the same way, she was very beautiful, her age could not be seen at all from her face, and she had that kind of glamorous, cool feeling, she liked it inexplicably.

Shen Muyun had already seen the faint hickey marks on her daughter's chest, so she didn't say anything, "Sit down with mom and dad, and have breakfast with your uncles and aunts."

There was no brother at the dinner table, Lan Yunxi couldn't help asking curiously, "Oh, where is brother?"

"Your brother went to country h to discuss business with someone last night. Dad will help you get what you want to eat." Lan Chumu explained, taking care of his daughter carefully.

Han Yue took over the job naturally, "Uncle, I'll get it, I know what she wants to eat."

Seeing that someone was kind to his daughter, Lan Chumu had mixed feelings. On the one hand, his daughter would no longer be his only padded jacket, and on the other hand, there was another person who loved Xixi, loss and joy coexisted.

Father Han also has a daughter who can naturally feel this contradiction. He patted the other party's arm very lightly, "My in-laws want to be more open, don't you have an extra son? From now on, Xiaoyue can do whatever you want. If you want to beat him or scold him, I will say nothing." No."

After talking about this, Lan Chumu sighed and answered, "You probably have the same thoughts in the future, does your daughter have a date?"

Father Han grinned: "No, that girl in my family knows how to play every day. If she doesn't want to marry, we can raise her, as long as she is happy."

It's not that the Han family can't afford it, and they definitely won't let her marry just because the child is old.

Unaware that his daughter has fallen in love, Han's father plans to raise Guoguo for the rest of his life.

Lan Chumu agreed with Father Han's words and nodded, "Your idea is right."

Lan Yunxi was very quiet, looking at this and that, and finally fixed her gaze on Han Mu, and her mind automatically substituted it.

The eldest sister is big, rustic, and cool.

extremely like.