Doting on concubines and destroying wives?Reborn to marry a traitor and take your life!

Xie Yuan looked at her and responded, his voice like sugar melted by the heat: "Yes."

He rubbed the little face that he had looked at and thought about for a while. The face was as soft and tender as a soft-boiled egg in his palm, making him reluctant to apply any more force.

Su Youyue happily took out the birthday gift she had prepared for him, opened it with both hands behind her back, and then held it up for him to see: "Do you like it? I asked someone to make this specially. They are a pair, one for you and one for me. When you can’t see me but miss me, look at this.”

What is contained in the brocade box is a pair of gilt rings inlaid with deep sapphires. The color of the whole body is close to bronze. If you look closely, you can see the sapphires as deep as the sea. There is sunlight at this moment, and the gems will reflect The light of sea water is deep and charming.

The male model has a small crescent moon on it, while the female model has a star.

The last time she gave the jade plaque, she found out later that the moon was engraved on it due to some strange combination of circumstances, which made men like it very much.

So this time, she specifically asked the craftsmen when ordering it.

"May I be like the stars and the moon, shining brightly every night." Su Youyue showed the two rings to the man, "Shall I put them on for you?"

Xie Yuan lowered his eyes and looked at her, his eyes on her face, as if he would agree to whatever she said: "Okay."

Su Youyue took his hand and put it on him. When she saw that the size was just right, she was very satisfied and stretched out her hand to signal him to put it on her.

The man smiled, took her hand, and put it on her.

Su Youyue compared her little hands with his big hands and looked at them. The corners of her mouth were so raised that she couldn't hold them down: "The rings are a pair, and we are a pair! Okay, let's eat quickly. I want to see your paintings later. Painting."

This time she also picked up the chopsticks.

In the past, Xie Yuan relied on imaginary pictures in his mind to draw himself. Today, if he sits in front of him and lets him draw, he will definitely draw better.

After the two of them finished eating, they asked someone to pack the lunch boxes. Su Youyue moved a stool for herself and sat in front of the desk: "Can I sit like this?"

Xie Yuan nodded slightly: "You can sit wherever you want."

Su Youyue sat upright and watched the man sit back in front of the desk. She folded her hands on her knees and looked at him.

She thought she could sit in a beautiful posture for a long time. It took less than a stick of incense to pass the clinker, and she was a little tired. Fortunately, just looking at Xie Yuan was pleasing to her eyes. She felt that she could do it without getting bored. Watch it all day.

When the man was painting, his expression was different from the calm, focused and almost indifferent expression she saw when she came before. When he lowered his eyes and then raised them, there seemed to be a silent tenderness between his eyebrows and eyes, like the spring breeze and the south bank of the green river.

Su Youyue's eyes fell on the man's hand. The hand holding the pen had long fingers with curved knuckles. The fingertips were calloused by years of holding swords. Although the fingers were curved, the edges of the lines were extremely sharp. , like a finely carved handicraft, highly ornamental.

At this moment, he put down his pen, and Su Youyue came back to her senses. She stood up and moved forward to take a look: "Did you finish the painting so quickly?"

"I'll color it another day." Xie Yuan brushed the hair beside her ears for her, "Are you tired?"

Su Youyue was a little tired, but she was more looking forward to the finished painting than this.

Just looking at the lines makes me feel lifelike, let alone waiting for them all to be drawn.

She grabbed the man's hand and kissed the back of it: "My husband is so amazing."

Xie Yuan's eyes suddenly darkened a bit, like a wolf: "What did Nannan call me?"

Su Youyue's cheeks were slightly red, but she raised her face and called him word by word: "Husband!"

The man's breath tightened, and he suddenly brushed away all the things on the case. The things scattered all over the floor. Su Youyue was startled. Just as she was about to take a look, Xie Yuan hugged her waist and was directly hugged by him on the case.

The book desk was very large, but Su Youyue couldn't sit still. She hurriedly looked at the painting underneath her, fearing that the painting that Xie Yuan had finally painted would be damaged by her sitting on it. However, the clinker man directly pinched her chin, and deeply Kissed deeply.

After a while, the woman's face turned red. She pushed it away in a low voice for fear of damaging the painting. The man finally listened, picked her up with one arm, put the painting on the chair, and then continued to put it on the chair. She put it on the desk.

The hand that she admired so much just now slid irregularly to her waist. With a slight hook, the light blue belt that was originally complicated and tied together fell down. It fell to the ground and spread out. On rice paper full of writing.

On the snow-white rice paper, there are thick ink calligraphy and iron drawings with silver hooks, and a light cyan belt is softly scattered on it. Between the strong contrast between black and white, the light cyan also looks gorgeous.

A snow-white little foot swayed, as if it couldn't find a point of strength, and it trembled. It took a while to step on the paper, barely holding the toes. After a while, the toes were pressed into pink.

"Xie Yuan..." Su Youyue was out of breath, her voice trembled, with a hint of soft crying.

"Nanny... call me husband..." The man patiently tempted her.

Su Youyue bit her lips, which were as bright as a pomegranate she had just peeled off: "Husband..."

What responded to her was the man's more violent attack, which had the potential to overwhelm the village and quell the invaders.

The sun was slightly drunk, and the original sharp handwriting on the rice paper on the ground was smudged by unknown water stains, turning it into an ambiguous and hazy appearance.

Until the light outside the window turned into the red hue of the sunset, Su Youyue's body was as soft as if she had no bones. She sat contentedly in the man's arms and looked at a pen she had grabbed from the ground at some point.

Under the extreme red light of the sunset, many distracting thoughts flashed through her mind.

It took a lot of effort for them to get to where they are today, and they were so happy that it almost made her feel that everything was unreal.

The same must be true for Xie Yuan, otherwise he wouldn't have the nightmare of losing her.

Thinking of this, she moved, and with trembling hands, she dipped her pen into the tea and the inkstone beside the writing desk.

Xie Yuan noticed her little movement and looked down at her.

Su Youyue turned sideways, faced an embroidered spring knife reflected in the shadow on the Bogu rack, and slowly wrote two words on her neck.

"Xie Yuan..."

When she turned around again, the word Xie Yuan was written on her snow-white neck.

Those who didn't know it thought it was written by Xie Yuan, declaring his sovereignty.

"Xie Yuan, I'm yours." She hooked her arms around his neck and blew hot breath into his ear, "Forever."

After she finished speaking, she clearly felt that the man's embrace froze slightly.

She thought he would say something.

But the next moment, he just hugged her tighter and remained silent.