A foreign city, dear you

However, I didn't see Cao Xueqian's movements for a long time.

Ye Lian opened her eyes strangely and saw Cao Xueqian staring at her breasts.

"What's wrong?" Ye Lian asked.

"Your chest is a little exposed." Cao Xueqian suddenly put away his cynical look and said to Ye Lian seriously.

"Where is the light?" Ye Lian asked.

Ye Lian was a little confused. Every button of a plaid shirt was buttoned. How could it be exposed?

Cao Xueqian pointed to Ye Lian where the light was exposed.

It turns out that there is a gap between the second button and the third button. Because the chest is arched, when viewed from the side, there is a little light leakage.

"All shirts look like this," Ye Lian said.

"That won't work," Cao Xueqian shook his head: "There needs to be an extra button in the middle."

Ye Lian found it funny: "You still care."

"Of course," Cao Xueqian said without hesitation: "My wife's love life cannot be seen by other men."

"Okay then." Ye Lian said helplessly: "I'll add an extra hidden button in the middle."

The two of them stopped playing, took off their clothes, and changed back into their original clothes.

Then Ye Lian went to find needlework and buttons, and was ready to button them up.

"Forget it, let me help you?" Cao Xueqian said.

"Really?" Ye Lian was so happy that someone was helping her, she immediately gave the clothes to Cao Xueqian and said with a smile: "Then I'll help you."

Cao Xueqian took the clothes, sat down, and prepared to thread the needle and button the buttons.

He skillfully threaded the needle, tied the knot, and then nailed it...

This style of painting changes quickly. Just a moment ago, he looked like a swinger, and in an instant he turned into a model husband.

"Master, I didn't expect you to know how to do needlework." Ye Lian joked.

"Who are you? I can carry a steel gun outside and sew clothes at home." Cao Xueqian lowered his head and cooperated with Ye Lian's acting.

"Haha," Ye Lian laughed: "Let's see what you can get. In fact, I can still sew a button."

Cao Xueqian shook his head: "That won't work. What if you leave yourself a hand later and don't sew it tightly?"

"Tch," Ye Lian said with a smile, "You are really very careful."

As he spoke, Cao Xueqian had already nailed the button.

Tie the thread into a knot and then cut it.

"Okay?" Ye Lian asked.

"One more stitch is needed." Cao Xueqian said, wrapping the thread around his finger and knotting it.

"Why do you still need to sew one?" Ye Lian was very surprised.

"One more stitch is double insurance." Cao Xueqian said without raising his head.

"You are really unnecessary." Ye Lian didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Cao Xueqian raised his eyebrows: "I'm happy!"

The second concealed button was fastened quickly. This button was sewn between the third and fourth buttonholes.

Cao Xueqian fastened the hidden buttons, smoothed them out, and said with satisfaction: "This is foolproof, and you can't see the hidden buttons sewn inside."

Ye Lian took the clothes over and coquettishly said: "Husband, you are too capable, aren't you? But if you do all the sewing like this, what should I do if my sewing becomes more and more bad in the future?"

"Do you feel a sense of crisis?" Cao Xueqian asked with a smile.

Ye Lian smiled and said "hmm".

"Teach you a way to eliminate the crisis." Cao Xueqian said.

"What method?" Ye Lian asked.

"Just please me more." Cao Xueqian smiled and tapped his cheek with his index finger.

"I don't understand, haha." Ye Lian pretended to be confused and picked up the shirt to hang it back in the closet.

"Stingy." Cao Xueqian muttered.

Ye Lian turned her back to Cao Xueqian, snickering in her heart.

"Lian!" Cao Xueqian suddenly shouted solemnly.

"Huh?" Ye Lian turned around.

"Do you know why I dragged you to buy couple's shirts today?" Cao Xueqian asked.

"Is there any special reason?" Ye Lian asked.

"Guess." Cao Xueqian said again.

"I can't guess." Ye Lian shook her head.

"It will be our tenth wedding anniversary in a few days." Cao Xueqian said.

When Ye Lian heard this, she was very surprised and said, "Really?", then she thought about it and said, "Yes."

"Time flies so fast," Ye Lian said with emotion: "I didn't expect that I would have been married for ten years."

Cao Xueqian sat beside the bed and motioned for Ye Lian to come to him.

Ye Lian was very obedient this time, and she walked up to Cao Xueqian obediently.

Cao Xueqian stretched out his hands, hugged Ye Lian into his arms, then asked her to turn around and sit down on his lap.

Cao Xueqian stretched out his right hand, then grabbed Ye Lian's left hand, let his five fingers clasp Ye Lian's five fingers, and then lovingly put Ye Lian's head on his chest.

"Wife," Cao Xueqian said affectionately, "thank you, for these ten years, you have always been by my side, no matter good or bad."

Ye Lian quietly leaned on Cao Xueqian's chest, feeling the beating of his heart.

Cao Xueqian rubbed the back of Ye Lian's hand and said distressedly: "Honey, you have worked hard. Look, the back of your hand has become thicker."

Upon hearing this, Ye Lian took her hand out of Cao Xueqian's hand and looked at it carefully for a while to see if her hand had become thicker.

It is said that time is like a butcher's knife, so everyone's face and hands are like a whetstone.

Think about how delicate my hands were back then. In the words of the old man, it is as tender as a handful of ginger.

But now, Qian said that his hands have become thicker. Woohoo, I'm going to be sad.

But before Ye Lian could feel sad, Cao Xueqian grabbed her hand again, pressed a kiss on the back of it, and said to her: "I still remember the first time I held your hand. It was so nervous. It’s almost popping out.”

Ye Lian smiled and asked: "What about now? Has it changed to holding the right hand with the left hand? No longer nervous at all?"

"Yes," Cao Xueqian nodded: "I'm not nervous at all. I can touch it as much as I want. It's like holding my right hand with my left hand."

Ye Lian's face darkened and she suddenly stood up from Cao Xueqian's lap.

Cao Xueqian didn't know why: "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm angry." Ye Lian said angrily: "You said holding my hand now is like holding my right hand with your left hand. You are numb to me and have no love for me."

When Cao Xueqian heard this, he laughed and pulled Ye Lian back to his lap: "Fool, why are you so angry? Holding the right hand with the left hand does not mean that there is no more love, but that our love has risen to a new level. Just like the left hand cannot be separated from the right hand, the right hand cannot be separated from the left hand, they will not be separated from each other, and they will stay together till the end of their lives.”

"That's pretty much it." Ye Lian turned her anger into a smile and immediately transformed into a coquettish girl: "But my wife's hands have become thicker."

Cao Xueqian felt distressed.