Rebirth Era Pretty Wife

"Okay, by the way, they can't possibly come here for no reason, there must be someone instructing them. The person behind this is someone with evil intentions, you can check it out when the time comes."

Qin Yichuan touched her head, feeling the silky touch in his palm, and answered nonchalantly, "I know, it's just those few people. Don't worry, I know what's going on. Don't worry, I'm very capable."

"Hey, stop touching my hair." Rong Yuxin gently pushed him away, then glared at him, "You should change this bad habit."

Qin Yichuan looked at her expression and couldn't help but smile, "It can't be changed. Your hair feels so comfortable to touch. It's more comfortable than Wangcai's hair in our village."

Wangcai? Rong Yuxin's face instantly turned ugly. If she remembered correctly, Wangcai was a dog. She stretched out her hand and twisted the soft flesh on his waist 180 degrees.

Qin Yichuan immediately wailed, "It hurts, it hurts, be gentle."

Rong Yuxin sneered, "If it hurts, it will teach you a lesson."

Qin Yichuan grabbed her hand, held it up, and said seriously, "No, I'm worried that your hand will hurt. Your hand is so delicate, what if it hurts?"

Rong Yuxin was not moved by his sweet words. She sneered, "Did you just compare me to Wangcai?"

Qin Yichuang, who was overwhelmed with desire to survive, immediately shook his head.

"No, Wangcai can't compare to you. I just said that your hair is so beautiful, black and shiny, smoother than silk, and very comfortable to touch. But your brother Chuan is uneducated and couldn't think of a nice word for a while."

Rong Yuxin snorted at him and pulled her hand back.

I raised my chin and said, "I'm hungry."

Qin Yichuang hadn't even touched the little hand when he pulled it back, regretting in his heart why he didn't touch it a few more times.

"If you want to eat it, I'll make it for you."

"I want to eat braised pork ribs." Rong Yuxin really missed the meat dish made by Qin Yichuang. She didn't know where he got his cooking skills, but the dishes he made were getting more and more delicious.

Qin Yichuan grinned, "Okay, whatever my wife wants to eat, even if it's the moon in the sky, I will get it for her."

When Rong Yuxin heard what he said, she tilted her head and looked at him, "Hey, you are so capable, okay, then make a moon for me to see."

Her words made Qin Yichuan dumbfounded. Why didn't his Jia Xin follow common sense? Where could he get her a moon?

His eyes rolled, and he lowered his head and moved closer, so that their faces were only a tiny distance apart, and their breath sprayed on each other's face.

The distance between them was a few points, and the breath they exhaled sprayed on each other's face.

"Xin, I just told my wife that when we get married, I will make you a moon."

If there is no way out, we can think of a solution by then. It's just a moon, right? We can make one. It's not like we can fly to the moon anyway. But there is really no solution.

All the breath he exhaled sprayed on Rong Yuxin's face, making her feel as if she was surrounded by the hormones he exuded. Her face felt inexplicably hot and she reached out to push him away a little.

Qin Yichuan seemed to have noticed something and stepped back. He stared at her face and asked deliberately, "Xin, why is your face red? Xiao didn't do anything!"