Sheng Qianling felt even more funny: "Just one name, it takes only a long time to think about it. If you are embarrassed to call me Qianling, just call me Sheng Qianling."

"I don't dare." Ji Minghui told the truth. Sheng is a national surname, so he can't just call him with his first name. "I'd better call you Qian Ling."

"It's up to you." She doesn't care. As long as you don't call her princess or something, it's enough to make her stand tall and look very distant.

Anything else is OK.

"However," Sheng Qianling said again, "I'm used to calling you Ji Minghui, and I'll call you Ji Minghui in the future."

Involuntarily, Ji Minghui couldn't help but fight for himself: "Didn't you call me Minghui in front of others?"

In other words, I want you to call me Minghui.

It's okay to call me husband.

His cousin-in-law called his cousin's husband.

But he also knew that his wife was different from his cousin's sister-in-law, so he just thought to himself, but in fact he didn't expect her to call him.

Besides, no matter whether she calls her husband or not, he is indeed her husband and husband.

"I call you that in front of others, one is to show that you and I are close to you, and the other is to avoid others from thinking that something has happened between us. I am still used to calling you Ji Minghui. What's more, everyone in my family calls you Minghui, and I call you Ji Minghui, why is it more special, right?" To be honest, Sheng Qianling really likes Ji Minghui who has a name and surname, just like Ji Minghui, only she can call her that.

After she said this, Ji Minghui was naturally extremely comfortable in his heart. He forced himself to hold back the corner of his mouth and nodded: "That's OK."

Just call me Ji Minghui.

After drinking the glass of wine, Sheng Qianling threw a book to Ji Minghui: "This is my aunt... No, I should call my cousin sister-in-law like you, but whether it is my aunt or cousin-law, it is all given by her. I have finished reading it, so you can take a look."

"What..." Ji Minghui subconsciously opened it. When he saw the content inside, his face suddenly turned red. He quickly closed the book and hid it.

He didn't dare to look at Sheng Qianling any longer.

Sheng Qianling leaned against the bed post and laughed: "My aunt said that my uncle had reacted so much at the beginning, saying that you should be the same, haha, it's true."

Ji Minghui blushed even more.

At this moment, he wanted his wife Qian Ai to bet on her mouth so that he would not be teased. The problem is that he was so embarrassed that he could not escape...

After hesitating for a long time, he said with blood and blushing, "You, your shoulder injury has not healed yet, don't think about it."

Sheng Qianling even laughed.

Ji Minghui didn't care whether Sheng Qianling smiled or not, and gritted the bullet and asked Sheng Qianling to lie down and sleep obediently. When he was toasted in front of him, the maid served her to eat, so after drinking the glass of wine, she naturally went to bed, and it was late at night.

Sheng Qianling did lay down obediently, but did not sleep. Instead, she turned sideways, facing the bed with her left shoulder, looking at Ji Minghui who was extremely uncomfortable with a smile in her eyes.

Ji Minghui didn't do anything, and he wanted to put out the candlelight in the house so that Sheng Qianling couldn't see him. But tonight was the wedding night and the candle could not be turned off. He had to wait until dawn tomorrow to go out. There was no way, Ji Minghui could only lie down and lay in a regular manner next to Sheng Qianling.

He also folded his hands and placed them on his stomach.

It's really very regular.

Sheng Qianling looked at it and wanted to laugh.

Then, Sheng Qianling deliberately leaned against Ji Minghui.

Ji Minghui's whole body was instantly stiff.
Chapter completed!