Stand-in bride: Mr. Lu's first favorite wife

Wen Xi looked at Lu Qinghan, did you give it to me?

"Well, do you like it?"

The man brought this ring to Wen Xi's ring finger. Wen Xi couldn't believe it, so he gave the ring to himself.

Rings have different meanings from other jewelry...

the ring is...

She looked at the ring on her ring finger.

"How do you know my number?"

"How could I not know my woman's number."

"Lu Qinghan, is it really for me?"

"This is the pink pearl that you peeled off with your own hands on the island together. I wanted to give it to you as a birthday present, but it took a long time to make it. I designed this style by myself , in the whole world, there is only one.”

Wen Xi suddenly felt a warm current in her chest, and she hugged Lu Qinghan.

Suddenly I want to cry.

Lu Qinghan originally thought that she would be happy, but when she saw that she was about to cry, she panicked, "What's wrong? Don't you like it?"

"I love so much."

"You're crying because you like it." Lu Qinghan said, raising his hand, and gently wiped the corner of her eyes with his slender fingers, "I thought you would be happy."

"I'm just very happy, crying with joy. There is a word called crying with joy."

Wen Xi raised her head, stood on tiptoe, and a feather-soft kiss landed on his chin. The man had been working outside for half a month, and his chin had light stubble. Wen Xi stretched out her hand and touched it.

Lu Qinghan grabbed her hand, lowered his head and gently pressed his chin against her cheek.

Rubbed a bit.

Wen Xi felt a little itchy.

Hiding back, "Oh."

After not touching her for two months, Lu Qinghan's longing was ignited by her soft moaning voice. He hugged her, and Wen Xi gently pushed her, "You haven't eaten yet."

"I just want to eat you right now." Lu Qinghan's deep and hoarse voice rang in her ears, Wen Xi's eyelashes flickered, and a blush flashed across her cheeks.

The man pressed her down, "Don't you miss me after not seeing me for so long?"

"think......"

two hours later.

Lu Qinghan hugged Wen Xi and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Wrapped in warm water, Wen Xi's lips were red and swollen, and her voice was hoarse, "Go out, I'll wash it myself."

"I'll help you." With that, the man walked into the bathtub.

"Lu Qinghan." Her voice was coquettish, and her voice line was slightly elongated. The delicate and soft tone made the man's heart tickle.

It has been an hour since I came out of the bathroom.

Wen Xi never expected that Lu Qinghan would torment herself so much.

Her voice was hoarse and soft, and she had no strength in her body.

She lay on the bed, "If you're hungry, go out to eat, I'm going to sleep for a while."

"Wen Xi, it seems that you need to strengthen your physical training. Your physical fitness is not good enough." Lu Qinghan's upper body was naked, wrapped in a white bathrobe. He knelt on the bed and kissed the woman on the forehead. After a moment, looking at her swollen lips and red eye sockets, my heart softened, "Okay, it's my fault."

"Then you go out."

"Okay, I'll go out, you have a good rest, in the evening, I'll take you out for dinner."

"Ah."