She became addicted after marriage, and Mrs. Jiang was so spoiled that the corners of her eyes turne

There was a faint smile in Nan Shiyu's eyes.

Raise your arms and hook them around his neck.

Looking up at him: "Okay, where do you want to go?"

Jiang Jingyu rubbed the corners of her lips, his brows and eyes showing a warm color that could not be removed.

"Go back and make a good plan. When your brother and the others come back, I will take you out for a while."

The smile on Nan Shiyu's lips widened, "What about the company?"

Jiang Jingyu said without any sense of guilt: "Didn't my uncle say that he would be in charge during our honeymoon?"

Nan Shiyu raised her eyebrows.

"Okay, then when I get home, I'll do some planning and go out to play for a month or two."

—

As the lanterns come on, the night in the city begins.

Sheng Ting Villa.

In the bedroom.

Nan Shiyu was nestled on the sofa, flipping through several tourist attractions books that Jiang Jingyu had sent over.

After a while, the speed of turning the pages with my fingertips became slower.

Those beautiful watery eyes were gradually filled with a sleepy mist.

She covered her lips and yawned.

He shook his head and put aside the books in his hands.

I got up and went to the dressing mirror, randomly picked a hairpin, and planned to take a shower and get ready for bed.

Through the smooth mirror, Nan Shiyu looked at herself in the mirror.

After a slight pause, she stared at the mirror and rubbed her cheeks.

I always feel like she has gained some weight.

This thought flashed through her mind, and she immediately looked at her waist and measured it with her hands, her delicate eyebrows gradually tightening.

Illusion?

I didn't notice any fat on my waist.

But why do you feel like your face is fat?

Every girl doesn't want to gain weight, and Nan Shiyu is no exception.

Mrs. Jiang thought depressedly that she would weigh herself later to see if she had gained weight.

She pulled her hair up and tidied the dressing table.

When she put the two hairpins at hand into the box specially designed for holding hairpins, Nan Shiyu paused when she saw that there was a whole box full of hairpins.

She flicked the hairpin in the box.

There is a dazzling array of products in various styles.

She hadn't noticed before that Jiang Jingyu had given her more than ten hairpins intentionally or unintentionally since they got married.

Nan Shiyu picked up the unique tassel hairpin he gave her on their wedding night, plucked the tassels on it and watched it swaying silently.

At a certain moment, Mrs. Jiang inadvertently understood why he had been obsessed with giving her hairpins since they got married.

——A hairpin is given to a wife, and the hair is tied to accompany her.

It wasn't until this moment that Nan Shiyu realized what he had been hiding in the details.

Giving hairpins on the wedding night is not only a wedding gift, but also his feelings, his thoughts, and the importance he attaches to this marriage.

At first, she thought that the two of them were just a plastic couple in appearance, and never thought about it deeply.

Even though he later sent hairpins many times under various names, she never thought about it.

I just think that her cheap husband has unique hobbies, and among all the hair accessories, he is the only one who likes this elegant hairpin.

Now that she understood what he meant, Nan Shiyu couldn't help laughing as she stared at the tassel hairpin in her hand.

It turned out that it was so early.

There were clues early on.

If she had noticed earlier, she wouldn't have kept him waiting and never responded.

Nan Shiyu stared at the box of hairpins for a while, and then removed all the hair accessories on the dressing table except for the clips used in the shower, including various diamond jewelry that she had spent a lot of money on. All put into one box.

And threw the box into the cupboard in the corner next to it.

On the huge dressing table, only the hairpins were left.

It’s not too late to know now.

Nan Shiyu thought so, from now on, she would only wear hairpins given by him personally.

—

8:40 p.m.

Jiang Jingyu opened the door and came in.

When he saw the woman sleeping on the big bed with her eyes closed, surprise flashed across his face.

He stepped closer, leaned down, and placed his palm on the woman's slender back.

Nan Shiyu was not deeply asleep. As soon as he came, she opened her eyes.

"Are you tired so early?" The man's voice was low.

Nan Shiyu rubbed the end of her eyes, got up from the bed, and got into his arms.

With her chin resting on his shoulder, she looked as lazy as a pampered cat.

"I felt sleepy after taking a bath, so I squinted for a while."

As she spoke, she half-opened her eyes and put her pale arms on the back of his neck, "Are you done?"

Jiang Jingyu hugged her into his arms and patted her back gently, "We're done."

"That's right." Nan Shiyu suddenly thought about gaining weight.

I just took a bath and fell asleep quickly.

She was too lazy to go downstairs to find the scale and went directly to the bed.

"Look quickly and see if your wife is fat."

While talking, she took his hand and pressed it on her waist.

He also pulled his head back a little to show him the flesh on his face.

Jiang Jingyu chuckled.

Following her instructions, she measured the excessively thin waist with her palm, "Not fat."

There was no hesitation in his words, and he pinched the side of her face with his other hand, his eyes fondly saying: "My face is not fat either."

"Still the most perfect figure ever."

Nan Shi's eyebrows furrowed, "But why do I feel that I'm fatter than before?"

Jiang Jingyu, who knew very well that his wife required a perfect figure for him, caressed her lower back, lowered his head and kissed the corners of her lips, coaxing:

"Then starting tomorrow, I will take you for a walk in the yard in the morning?"

Nan Shiyu tilted her head and responded.

Then she took the initiative to kiss his lips, hooked her wrists around his neck, and buried her body tightly in his arms.

Jiang Jingyu gently held the back of her head, tilted her head up, and deepened the kiss.

For a while, he pinched her waist.

The paint eyes are dim.

"Do you still have energy?"

Nan Shiyu pressed her cheek against the side of his neck, said softly and nodded.

***

The next day, Miss Nan, who didn't wake up until noon again, forgot about the walk she had agreed to take last night as soon as she opened her eyes.

—

Huating Villa.

Nan Yuheng moved quickly. Since he said he was going on a honeymoon, he started packing his things early the next morning.

Cheng Nian'an came out of the bathroom and saw him standing in front of the bedside table, throwing a small umbrella into the small suitcase that came with him.

Looking at this scene, Cheng Nian'an felt a dull pain in his waist again: "...!"

It was clearly agreed that we would just get the certificate first.

Fortunately for him, the couple's relationship was confirmed the day after receiving the certificate.

For many things, as long as there is a first time, there will be a second and third time.

The same goes for the marital obligations that left her completely helpless.

Unable to bear to look any further, to avoid further harm to his small body, Cheng Nianan was about to go out when he heard him ask in confusion:

"Honey, why does the quantity of these things feel so much less?"

Cheng Nianan paused.

My heart suddenly tightened.

She turned around in slow motion.

She saw Nan Yuheng holding a small umbrella, looking back at her, and asked thoughtfully:

"Did you use so much in the past two days?"

He remembered that he had prepared a lot.

Cheng Nian'an moved his eyes away guiltily.

Don't even look at the thing in his hand.

"Aren't you the one who manages this thing?" She neatly distanced herself from the relationship, and then added: "It's also possible that you remembered it wrong."

Nan Yuheng's lips twitched into a smile.

The eyes that fell on her had a more parting meaning.

"Really?" He threw the small umbrella in his hand into the suitcase and said lightly, "Then I probably remembered it wrong."

With that said, he raised his legs and walked towards the cloakroom.

The closet inside was obviously very large, but he chose the door where Cheng Nianan secretly hid his small umbrella.

"You take a rest and I'll help you pack some clothes."

Cheng Nian'an's footsteps about leaving stopped again.

Her pupils shrank.

clothing!

Mrs. Nan thought of something and hurriedly ran to the cloakroom.

The moment Nan Yuheng reached into the place where the black bag was hidden, she rushed over, not even caring about bumping into him, and held his wrist tightly with her slender fingertips.

"No need to clean it up!" Her voice was urgent.

Nan Yuheng raised his eyebrows slowly.

His eyes flickered over the way she was throwing herself at him, and his other wrist wrapped around her lower back.

"reason."

Cheng Nian'an suppressed the nervousness in his heart, raised his eyes, and passed through the closet without leaving a trace.

"You don't know what I want to wear, brother Yu Heng, you go out first and I can pack it up myself."

Maybe she didn't even realize it herself,

After receiving the certificate and becoming husband and wife, she no longer called him 'Brother Yuheng'.

For a piece of clothing, this was the first time she called out this title after marriage.

Nan Yuheng looked at her for a few seconds, then really gave up the idea, and followed her intention and took back the hand that had fallen on the cupboard door.

"Since my wife asks, then I'll listen to you."