The children's affairs were finally settled, and Yao Yue sat leisurely in the garden basking in the sun.

"Wife." Yang Nanchen smoked a cigarette and sat lazily next to Yao Yue. Xi'er and Yin Zeyu lived together, talking about cultivating relationships. Xuan'er was often not at home. Looking at Yao Yue next to him, they seemed to have not been together for a long time.

Alone together.

I used to spend a lot of energy on my children, now I think I should be free.

"Well, it's so comfortable to bask in the sun." Yao Yue basked in the sun, but always held Yang Nanchen's hand.

Yang Nanchen rested his head on Yao Yue's shoulder. "Do you still remember the time we first met?"

"Remember." Yao Yue smiled, how could she not remember, I know all the details of being with you.

"Haha, me too." Yang Nanchen found a more comfortable position to lean on. That was the softness of Yao Yue's chest.

Yao Yue twitched the corner of her mouth and tried to move Yang Nanchen on her shoulders, but Yang Nanchen held on tightly and refused to move.

"Everyone will see it." Yao Yue tried to persuade Yang Nanchen. From the side, this posture looked like Yang Nanchen was drinking milk.

"Comfortable." Yang Nanchen didn't care. They were husband and wife, so that didn't matter.

Well, if you win, I can be considered defeated by you.

"By the way, I still remember Ye Jing." Yao Yue seemed to have discovered a new world.

"I still remember Gu Heng." Yang Nanchen glanced at Yao Yue. Although Yao Yue had no contact with him anymore, he always regarded Gu Heng as his love rival.

At the beginning, I protested for a thorough investigation, but so far there has been no movement.

"How could you fall in love with someone like Gu Heng?" Yang Nanchen asked. Twenty years ago, he said he would check himself, but now he has no clue. He must be too weak.

"Don't mention him, I have nothing to do with him." Yao Yue pushed Yang Nanchen away, as if he was about to quarrel.

"Haha, that's right." Looking at the angry Yao Yue, Yang Nan Jiuchen smiled fawningly and continued to lean on Yao Yue's chest.

"I haven't mentioned how you could never forget Ye Jing before." Yao Yue said angrily. Her mother's death and her son's miscarriage had a lot to do with that woman, but Yang Nanchen let her go. Yao Yue

He looked at Yang Nanchen who was enjoying himself next to him and shook his shoulders.

"Don't move." Yang Nanchen held Yao Yue's hand, and the softness on his chest fluctuated, making him breathe quickly.

Yao Yue obeyed and became quiet, because he also felt something was wrong with Yang Nanchen.

"My aunt just came." Yao Yue said softly.

"I know." Yang Nanchen's deep voice sounded. If he hadn't known it, he would have started eating it long ago. Why would he talk so much nonsense?

"Then why don't you sit still?" Yao Yue reminded kindly.

"No." Yang Nanchen buried his face into Yao Yue's softness, and Yao Yue groaned at the sudden pain.

Yang Nanchen smiled and asked you to start moving around.

Yao Yue glared at Yang Nanchen angrily. "Get up." He knew clearly that he was in trouble and it hurt so much, but he still used so much force.

This time Yang Nanchen sat up obediently. He knew that if he couldn't get up, his beloved wife would go crazy.

"How about I rub it for you?" Yang Nanchen asked flatteringly.

"Hmph, can you hold it?" Yao Yue looked at Yang Nanchen proudly, she was still sure of this.

Yang Nanchen stopped talking. He really couldn't control himself. Anyone who wanted Yao Yue would be his doom.
Chapter completed!