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

Cheng Nian'an's heartbeat slowed down by half a beat.

Looking into his dark eyes, she opened her lips and said only two words: "skirt."

"?" How could Nan Yuheng believe it, "It's almost autumn, Zhizhi specially sent you a dress?"

There was no trace of guilt on Cheng Nianan's face.

She averted her gaze and said seriously:

"Yes, she is afraid of the heat here."

Nan Yuheng: "..." This reason is really unique.

"Let's not talk about clothes. Let's talk about the things we need right now." As he spoke, he unzipped the clothes behind her without any delay.

Before Cheng Nian'an could react, half of the long dress was taken off.

Her eyelashes trembled vaguely.

"……What's up."

Nan Yuheng leaned forward, clasped her waist, and pulled her into his arms. When she raised her head, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips.

"I ran out of small umbrellas, what did my wife say we should do?"

Cheng Nian'an's eyes that had just been closed opened them again.

She stepped back a little, with a bit of surprise in her eyes.

"So many, all used up?"

"Is it a lot?" He chuckled, "I consumed the last one last night. Judging from the quantity, it's not a lot."

After all, she had thrown half of them out from the beginning.

Nan Yuheng rubbed the corners of her lips and looked directly into her eyes:

"Is Niannian planning not to take any measures, or is she going to let people buy it?"

"Ahem..." She lowered her eyelids, not looking at him, and spoke in a low voice, "W-should someone buy it?"

"Buy it?" Nan Yuheng said with a hint of surprise, "I thought Niannian was hinting to me to stop using that thing."

"?"

She looked up suspiciously.

Seeing what she was thinking, Nan Yuheng made it clear:

"On the second day after fulfilling my marital obligations, my wife quietly threw away half of the small umbrella. Isn't it a hint to me that I don't want to wear this thing anymore?"

Cheng Nian'an: "??"

Cheng Nian'an: "!!"

He, he, he, he discovered it from the beginning?

Then when you were packing your clothes a few days ago, you acted with her in a decent manner?

Is she just transparent in front of him?

No secrets?

Cheng Nian'an was stunned for half a minute, unable to speak.

After a while, she managed to say:

"I'm asking you to reduce the frequency, but I'm not implying that you don't need to take measures!"

Nan Yuheng looked surprised, "So that's what it means."

Then, his voice changed, "Now that it's gone, does Nian Nian still want to take measures?"

"Or are you considering having children?"

Cheng Nianan stopped talking.

Nan Yuheng was thoughtful and seemed to be seriously considering these two options. Soon, he came to the conclusion:

"If my wife can accept it, it's not a bad idea to prepare to have a child. It just so happens that Jiang Jingyu and Zhizhi haven't made any news yet. Although they got married much earlier than us, our child may not be born later than theirs."

Cheng Nian'an: "..."

She couldn't accept this logic.

In fact, she does not object to pregnancy, and it is okay to let nature take its course without taking any measures.

It's just rare that all the small umbrellas are used up, and this place is isolated from the world. If she chooses to take measures, wouldn't she be able to rest for two days justifiably?

Thinking of this, she said:

"When the child comes, there will be no space for the two of us. And the wedding has not yet been held. Wearing a wedding dress with a big belly will not look good. Let’s talk about the child after the wedding."

Nan Yuheng listened quietly.

The requirements are reasonable.

He nodded in agreement: "What my wife said makes sense."

Before the joy in Cheng Nian'an's eyes could surface, he stood up and took out a... black bag from the bottom drawer diagonally in front of him.

The bag in his hand looked more and more familiar to Cheng Nianan.

Until he brought it to her eyes and opened it.

Reveal the true face inside.

Cheng Nianan was completely speechless.

What was inside was the other half of the small umbrella she had thrown in at random in Huating's wedding villa.

"You..." She pointed to the huge number of small umbrellas, and the joy in her eyes disappeared in an instant.

Nan Yuheng picked one up, and there was actually a bit of regret in his words.

"I originally thought that this bag had no use for it, but I never thought that it would come in handy again."

He slowly tore it open, his eyes hiding a thin smile, falling on her.

"But then again, when you go out, you don't bring anything you can't use, right?"

Cheng Nian'an: "...!" What could she say?

At the last moment when he was trapped in his arms, Cheng Nianan said in time:

"Don't go too far, otherwise-"

"Otherwise what?"

"Otherwise, continue to separate beds!"

***

Late September.

Nan Yuheng and Cheng Nianan, whose honeymoon trip lasted for twenty-five days, returned to Haicheng on the last day of September.

When Nan Shiyu received the news, her brother and sister-in-law had already arrived at Jiang's headquarters.

She rejected the next arrangements of the branch, quickly signed the document handed over by Ruan Wen, took the car keys and returned to the Jiang Group.

Since it was getting late, a few people got together to talk for a while, and then went out to eat together.

In the box, Nan Shiyu and Jiang Jingyu sat next to each other.

Nan Yuheng and Cheng Nianan sat across from each other.