Xu Changan thought about the scene he saw when he just entered the room. At that time... Miss Yun in her sleep was quiet, everything was so quiet and beautiful.

Can.

Until he sat down on the edge of the wooden couch, the style of painting changed.

It was as if he sensed his breath, Yun Qian's sleeping face suddenly became extremely bad.

He tossed and turned around and didn't say anything on the couch, but even kicked him later.

It was clear that the girl was so quiet when he was not there.

Why did everything become chaotic when I came by myself?

Xu Changan couldn't understand Miss Yun's behavior as if it was equipped with radar, but Yun Qian thought it was a very normal thing.

After all, whether it is for Miss Yun or "her", everything is meaningless when your husband is not around and you are not watching her.

At this time, she was naturally quiet, because she could only wait.

Therefore, only after Xu Changan appeared beside her, Miss Yun was Miss Yun.

Simply put, the quiet Miss Yun that Xu Changan saw was just an illusion.

He is a real woman who can get entangled, often turn over, and kick him in his dreams.

Yun Qian: "..."

She knew this, but she didn't understand why she kicked him in her dream.

Yun Qian thought about it and collected some information.

Then he tilted his head and blinked.

That girl Ah Qing?

She seemed to be thinking about giving Zhu Pingniang a kick.

Did she affect herself?

Yun Qian couldn't understand.

Probably not.

Her mentality changed quietly. I realized that other women should have learned from her, but they no longer deliberately learned from the women around him as they used to.

Yun Qian narrowed her eyes and saw what had just happened.

For example, my husband thinks it is great to have guides on the way of kendo, and he thinks it is a blessing to have warm li illuminate the way ahead.

So she thought so, so Wen Li's talent was getting better and better.

besides……

Yun Qian thought about it, covered her face and yawned, and then stood there blankly.

Xu Changan looked at Yun Qian's still sleepy eyes and sighed softly: "Miss, you can clearly calm down. Your bad sleeping appearance on weekdays is not deliberately bullying me."

Listening to Xu Changan's words, Yun Qian slowly sat up from the couch and turned to look at her husband, "I, bully you?"

“…Just kidding.”

Xu Changan was guilty and avoided Miss Yun's sight.

hiss.

Did he just now take advantage of the girl's sleep to scratch the soles of her feet, so that he was kicked... was exposed?

It was getting late at that time, so he really couldn't let Yun Qian sleep all the time, but he was reluctant to wake her up directly, so he used this despicable method.

The guilty Xu Changan was afraid that Yun Qian would see something, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "So, what did you dream about."

"Some past events."

Yun Qian was indeed distracted by him, stretched her waist long, leaning against the lazy appearance of one wall, and her charm was fully revealed.

"What happened in the past?" Xu Changan's voice at this time was a hint of smile and embarrassment. There was nothing he could do about it. In his eyes, Miss Yun, who had not been completely awake at this time, was like a lazy noble cat.

Miss Yun is so cute.

"What happened in the past?" he asked.

Yun Qian tilted his head and said after a while: "Forgot."

"I understand, dreams are always forgotten very quickly."

Xu Changan said it naturally.

“So that’s how it is.”

Yun Qian nodded. She thought she would forget the dream because her memory should be sealed.

Of course I listen to my husband, and whatever he says is what he says.

Afterwards, as usual, the housekeeper served the lady... No, it should be said that the husband was holding the weak wife and then simply tidied up her slightly wrinkled clothes.

"Miss, go to the dressing table and sit down." Xu Changan said, thinking that the next scene was not very much for Yun Qian to see.

"Um."

Yun Qian sat down in front of the dressing table and looked into the mirror.

The girl clearly saw Xu Changan behind her from the mirror quietly put the teacup she had used before... into the storage bag.

After Xu Changan finished all this, he left some silver on the table, and smiled seamlessly—

As he smiled, he met Yun Qian in the mirror and looked at him.

Xu Changan: “…”

Yun Qian: "..."

The rain hits the window lattice.

The atmosphere was inexplicably awkward.

——

Yun Qian thought about the scene where his husband had just sneaked, and thoughtfully asked, "Is he stealing something?"

"I'm not, I don't!"

Xu Changan immediately answered the conversation and pointed at the table: "Didn't I give the money?"

Even though he was short of money, he did not fall into the trap of Senior Zhu as a guest, and he would have to take a few cups to go there.

"That's why." Yun Qian blinked.

“…can’t say it.”

Xu Changan's already guilty eyes seemed even more unconfident.

"Is it something I can't tell me?" Miss Yun asked calmly.

"I can say it, but I still want some face to be with the lady."

Xu Changan pointed to his face, but forgot that he had grown up by Yun Qian since childhood and had no face anymore.

The girl in front of her knows herself even more than he who reflects on herself every day.

"It's not that I can't tell me? That's just that I'm sorry to tell me." Yun Qian nodded.

The girl looked at her husband with a calm expression and a calm tone: "I know, I want the cup I have used...but why?"

Xu Changan: “…”

Yun Qian looked at the rouge on his lips in the mirror, and then understood, "Oh, because there are lip marks on the cup."

"……Miss."

"Um?"

"Wouldn't you give me some face?"

Xu Changan covered his face and his head ached faintly.

Miss.

Can't pretend to be confused?

Do you have to put your little thought of not being able to get on the table and say it?

Fortunately, it was not during the day, otherwise Xu Changan felt that the moment Yun Qian realized that her lips were in existence, he would be so dirty that he would be sunburned by the sunlight.

"Face...I don't understand very much." Yun Qian shook her head.

Is the texture of the lip print?

He did watch it for a long time... It would be no big deal if he wanted it so much.

Yun Qian pointed at himself: "I will keep everything you give me."

She has the same idea as her husband.

For example, she collected the sword he used, the sachet he gave him, the books he wrote himself, the clothes he made for himself, and...
To be continued...