Zheng Yifan had already changed the lights in the bedroom to orange. At this time, he was lying on the bed. The red bedding looked particularly warm under the orange light. Zheng Yifan's face was pillowing on the peony flowers that symbolized the blooming of flowers, and was smiling with an expectant smile on his face.

Mu Ru couldn't help but feel nervous. She took off the shower cap on her head and hung it on the clothes drying rack. She walked towards the bed as if she was stepping on a sharp blade. She kept saying to herself that she would relax a little, and then relax a little, but the expression on her face was obviously so nervous that she was about to cry, so she wouldn't get up anyway.

Seeing her like that, Zheng Yifan couldn't help but sigh, sat up, immediately stretched out a hand, grabbed Mu Ru's wrist, pulled it hard, Mu Ru staggered, and then he pulled it down to the bed.

"Ah," Mu Ru couldn't help but exclaim, but before he could react, Zheng Yifan's arm had already wrapped around her waist. After exerting a little more force, her body rolled directly into her arms.

Mu Ru's body froze almost instantly, but Zheng Yifan chuckled and placed his hand on her waist in a well-dressed pajama. He didn't immediately touch his hands up and down, but instead placed his chin on the top of her hair, took a deep breath, and whispered: "Wife, you smell so good!"

Mu Ru, who was originally stiff in Yifan's arms, woke up by his voice. She felt her heart beating wildly, and her own face seemed to be hot like a burning cloud in an instant. Then she quickly buried her face deep into his chest, for fear that he would discover his embarrassment and helplessness at this time.

"What's wrong?" Yifan immediately noticed something was wrong with her. He patted his back gently with his other hand, moved his thin lips to her ear, and asked in a low voice: "Are you... very nervous?"

Mu Ru nodded, nervous, very nervous. How could she not be nervous when she hugged a man who had not known each other for a long time and was still stranger?

Although, knowing that this man will become his husband, although, knowing that this man will live with him for the rest of his life in the future, and every night in the future, they will embrace each other and spend a long night like this, but in the end...

"Don't be nervous, just relax a little bit," Zheng Yifan's thin lips had already touched her ears. Perhaps because of excitement or because of nervousness, his voice trembled slightly and gently sounded in Muru's ears: "Wife, I can't sleep."

After hearing what he said, Mu Ru's heart in her chest became more and more thrilled, and she even felt that her breathing was difficult. Her head was buried in Yifan's chest, not daring to look up or face his expectant eyes.

"I can't sleep either," Mu Ru's voice sounded like a mosquito, her hands were so nervous that she didn't know where to put them.

"..." Zheng Yifan laughed in a low voice, hugging her arms tighter and tightened her body, but she did not move around. A slightly trembling voice sounded softly in her ears: "Then let's talk for a while?"
Chapter completed!