Qinglian was not moved at all by Liu Mingzhi's pretentious words. She silently bent over and knelt down and glanced at the ground beside the two of them.
"Lian'er, what are you doing? It's getting late, we should go have breakfast."
Regarding her husband's words, Qinglian was still as indifferent as before, and began to patrol the ground with a pair of bright eyes.
After a moment of rest, Qinglian's graceful and delicate body trembled slightly, then stretched out her white and tender hands to pinch the seemingly empty ground.
In the blink of an eye, the gray-white hair returned to the beauty's fingers again,
Qinglian held her hair tightly and was silent for a long time, then suddenly moved her lotus feet and walked behind Young Master Liu.
"Good Lian'er, can you not be so surprised?"
Qinglian didn't seem to hear her husband's words, a pair of jade hands directly pressed on Liu Mingzhi's shoulders, and her pretty eyes carefully looked at Liu Mingzhi's hair tied with a hairpin.
"Lian'er, what are you doing? Didn't my husband tell you? It's just a white hair, you really don't need to make such a fuss.
Although my husband is now in the prime of life, he has reached such an age after all, and having one or two gray hairs on his head is nothing.
You must know that when my father was the same age as my husband, the white hair on his head was already clearly visible.
Besides, it’s not just my husband who is like this, many people of my husband’s age have already had gray hair, so this is completely normal, isn’t it good?”
Qinglian turned a deaf ear to Liu Mingzhi's words, and her slender jade fingers carefully twirled his hair.
"Don't move. Husband, if you touch me again, I will get angry."
Listening to Qinglian's seemingly calm but slightly trembling words, Liu Mingzhi sighed silently, slightly bent his knees and let Qinglian examine his hair carefully.
He also felt a little melancholy about the fact that he had gray hair, but he still felt that Lian'er was making a fuss out of a molehill.
After all, in my opinion, isn’t it normal to have gray hair when you are born?
I don't know how much time passed, but Qing Lian's beautiful face let go of Liu Mingzhi's hair in despair, and walked to him with difficulty.
"Six, husband, you now have six gray hairs."
Liu Mingzhi looked at Qinglian's pretty and worried face, opened his arms and gently embraced the beauty into his arms.
"Lian'er, can you stop looking like this? My husband only has six gray hairs now. Your expression makes it look like my husband has a full head of white hair now.
We are all human beings, and we are not immortal immortals. When we reach a certain age, we will have gray hair. This is a natural thing.
Be good, be obedient, don’t worry about this matter anymore, let’s go have dinner.”
Qinglian nestled in Liu Mingzhi's arms and remained silent for a long time, nodding with red eyes.
"Well, I listen to my husband and go to eat. Husband, please let me go first."
Liu Mingzhi didn't know what Qinglian was going to do, so he had to loosen his hands holding the beauty's back.
Qinglian took a few heavy breaths, held the hair between her fingers and untied the exquisite purse tied to Liu's waist.
Under Liu Mingzhi's gaze, Qinglian carefully wrapped her gray hair around her green-white jade fingers several times and carefully put it into the purse in her hand.
It was obviously just an ordinary hair, but in Qinglian's hands it seemed as heavy as a thousand pieces.
When Liu Mingzhi saw this situation, he still didn't understand that Qinglian still hadn't truly let go.
"Oh, Lian'er, why are you doing this?"
"Husband."
"Um?"
"Never forget your promise to my sisters, you said that you will accompany us to grow old together.
You may say that I am unreasonable and unreasonable, or you may say that I am ignorant of the importance of things. In short, you must fulfill your promise to our sisters.
If you dare to break the contract, I will never forgive you in my lifetime.
Not only me, but also all the sisters will never forgive you."
Liu Mingzhi grinned for a while, reached out and stroked the beauty's coiled hair and nodded heavily.
"Fool, this is a promise made between us husband and wife. How can we break the contract?"
Qinglian nodded with red eyes, silently tied the purse in her hand to the ribbon around Liu's waist, raised her hand and took Liu Mingzhi's wrist and rushed straight towards the main hall.
"Husband, when you are free, help Lian'er check to see if there are any gray hairs growing on my head."
"Lian'er, I don't need to check carefully. I can tell with a quick glance that there is not a single white hair on your head, Lian'er."
"I trust you, but I'd better check it out. Are you unwilling?"
"How is it possible? Of course I am willing. As long as Lian'er wants, I can help you check carefully at any time when I am free."
By the way, Lian'er, I have to explain something to you."
"Um?"
"Don't tell Sister Yun and others about your husband's gray hair. If they see it themselves, they will see it. If they can't see it, you don't need to mention these things to them.
From my husband's point of view, this is just a normal thing. If you tell them, they might make the same fuss as you.
My husband is not afraid that you will know, but my husband is afraid that you will have random thoughts."
Qinglian listened to her husband's soft words, held her husband's hand and remained silent for a long time with a complicated face. She looked sideways at Young Master Liu and nodded gently.
"Well, I listen to you, I will not tell these things to my sisters.
However, if the sisters saw the white hair on your head like I did, husband, you must not think that I missed something."
"Of course, Lian'er, no one knows your personality better than my husband. As long as you promise your husband not to tell Yun'er and the others, you will definitely not tell them and the sisters."
"That's pretty much it. Just remember what you said today, so that you won't be wronged again later."
"What are you talking about? Is your husband like that?"
Liu Mingzhi could tell that Qinglian had been in a bad mood ever since she saw the white hair on her head, so he deliberately chatted with her about some interesting topics to distract her.
Qinglian was not a fool, so she naturally understood her husband's thoughts. She turned her eyes and looked at the funny way her husband was deliberately teasing her. She gradually suppressed the depression in her heart and started to smile.
The couple were chatting and laughing, and before they knew it, they had arrived at the main hall filled with laughter and laughter.
"Hey, husband, sister Lian'er, why don't you get up now? We thought you wouldn't get up until three o'clock in the morning!"
When Qinglian heard Qi Ya's teasing words, she rolled her eyes with an irritated expression, let go of Liu Mingzhi's wrist, walked to her seat and sat down.
"Sister Ya, you are so bad, be careful, don't let me catch you and your husband in the future.
Otherwise, my sister will definitely let you know what it means to be sharp-tongued."
Qi Ya smiled brightly, stood up and opened the drawers and dishes on the table one by one.
"Husband, today's breakfast is here. Just tell me what you want to eat."
Liu Mingzhi rolled up his sleeves and sat down on the stool carelessly.
"Sister Ya, just do it for your husband. You go on and eat your food."