Quickly wear: My little husband is pampered and arrogant

Now that the young master is still young, it won't be too late to talk to Miss Shang when he becomes an adult. The two of them are good-looking, childhood sweethearts, and they look good together.

Ji Qinghe didn't speak anymore and started sending messages to his sister. When he arrived at the school gate, her sister had almost finished class. The more she thought about it, the happier she became.

but……

Today didn't seem to be a very good day. The car had only completed half of the journey when it started to rain lightly. It wasn't very heavy at first, and then it got heavier and heavier. Qinghe could hear the wind blowing outside from inside the car, and the sky was suddenly raining. Darker.

Shang Xu sent another message, "Mumu don't get out of the car in front of the school gate."

Ji Qinghe saw the message on the phone screen, secretly curled up his lips, and then slowly typed on the keyboard, "I won't go down, I'll wait for my sister in the car, and we'll go to our new home together."

His and his sister’s new home…

There are almost no pedestrians on the street now. The heavy rain poured down the entire city, and the water on the road rushed straight to the sewer. Fortunately, when the car reached the school gate, the rain finally subsided.

Ji Qinghe was sitting in the car when he saw a familiar figure walking out holding an umbrella. He had a slender figure, and his trousers were wetted by splashing water droplets. The umbrella was raised a little, and he seemed to have entered the man's eyes. The two looked at each other in various ways.

The other party smiled lightly, his indifferent expression implying doting, and then walked in his direction. At this moment, he felt that his sister was like a fairy in a painting, and even the falling rain served as a foil for her.

He didn't react until the other party opened the car door. He quietly grasped his pants with his fingers, but he was very excited. When Shang Xu got in the car, he put the cake in Shang Xu's hand, "Sister, please hold the wishing cake. I'll give it to you." Wipe the water from your hair."

Shang Xu's heart felt as sweet as honey. After all, this was a cake given to her by her husband. She hugged the cake and was about to speak when Ji Qinghe took out a tissue and carefully wiped her hair off.

Uncle Li was very discerning and did not look back. He kept smiling secretly, then started the car and drove slowly until Shang Xu's voice came to his ears, "Uncle Li, go to the Nanwan District. "

"Okay, Miss Shang." Uncle Li responded, then navigated and followed the navigation location.

After Ji Qinghe wiped Shang Xu's hair, he wanted to say a lot, but with Uncle Li around, he restrained himself and just kept staring at her. From time to time, he would whisper in her ear and call her sister, and then look at her with a smile. outside the window.

Uncle Li sent the two of them to their destination, and the rain had almost stopped. Ji Qinghe didn't want Shang Xu to carry his gift, he wanted to carry it in himself.

Shang Xu reluctantly agreed and asked Uncle Li to drive back and follow Ji Qinghe.

Ji Qinghe first stepped into the home his sister bought. It was a small villa, but it was big enough for two people. To be honest, he was still a little excited.

The house has not been renovated yet, but it has everything it should have. However, some house owners are not satisfied with the decoration and will redecorate it.

As soon as Ji Qinghe put the things on the table, he couldn't wait to push Shang Xu to sit on the sofa, then moved the cake away to avoid being touched by him, and then hurriedly took out his gift.

Then he squatted at Shang Xu's feet and handed it to her like a treasure, "Sister, this time it's not plasticine. It's a clay figurine I made myself. I've been learning for a long time. Do you like it?"

His eyes were still as bright and innocent as when he was a child, and he just wanted to give them to his sister. For no reason, Shang Xu took the clay figures from his hands. They were a pair, much more delicate than the plasticine dolls he had when he was a child.

She remembered something. No wonder her husband always didn't answer the video calls she made before. But once he got through, there was some mud on her face. She didn't think much about it and just asked, "Mumu What are you doing? Why is there mud on your face?"

Ji Qinghe wiped the mud on his face in a panic and hesitated, "Didn't...didn't do anything?"

She didn't know why her young husband was hesitating, but it was obvious at this moment that he must be hiding something from her, so she then asked, "Is Mumu hiding something from my sister? A good child shouldn't hide something from her sister." ,Is it right?"

She didn't want Qinghe to hide anything from her. In her opinion, there should be no secrets between lovers. There could be mutual space, but there should be no secrets. In this way, emotional crises would easily occur.

Ji Qinghe pursed his lips, "I went out today and saw some children playing in the mud under the tree, and I couldn't help but play along."

Shang Xu didn't say whether he believed it or not, but just changed the subject, "Where is Mumu now? Is there a bathroom there? We can go wash the mud off our faces first, okay?"

Ji Qinghe was relieved subconsciously, and his tone became brisk, "There is a bathroom. Sister, I will hang up the phone first and wash my face."

After Shang Xu simply hummed, the other party hurriedly hung up the phone.

At this point, her thoughts gradually became clearer. She rubbed Ji Qinghe's soft hair and said, "Before I like it, I want to ask one thing clearly. So when Mumu didn't answer her sister's phone calls, was she making clay figurines? "

Even though she knew it was true, what came out of her mouth was always different from what came out of Qinghe's mouth.

Ji Qinghe raised his chin proudly, "Of course, I was afraid of being discovered by you, but fortunately, my sister didn't notice and believed what I said."

Shang Xu suddenly laughed out loud, "However, Mumu's excuse was a bit false and it was hard for people to believe it, but my sister still chose to believe Mumu, but the result was really unexpected. My sister really liked the surprise you gave me. "

Ji Qinghe's ears suddenly became hot again, and his brain seemed to be able to automatically set off fireworks. His face gradually turned a shy blush, "As long as sister likes it, I still have a birthday gift for you."

As he said that, he stood up again, opened the box Jingxin packed, took out the thick information book inside, and looked at her with bright eyes, "Sister, do you like it?"

Shang Xu: "..."