I asked you to go on a blind date, why would you rent a billionaire CEO?

The man pretended to come up and hug her.

"No, I will leave on my own."

Shen Mengxue got up and went back to her room. On the balcony, the man's eyes darkened.

How many women are eager to marry into a wealthy family and become a wealthy wife with no worries about food and clothing, but they never have the chance. Shen Mengxue, on the other hand, just wants to go out and work hard on her own.

Could it be that his Lu family is short of these few things?

He shook his head. This was his first time dealing with love matters, just like a toddler learning to walk.

That night, she slept with her back to him, and the man was still sulking in the first half of the night.

He fell asleep in the second half of the night. He turned over naturally, put his arms around her waist, and gently pulled her into his arms.

With a smile on my face, I can sleep peacefully and calmly.

The next morning, after the spring rain, the scenery in Tanshan was picturesque and even the air was much fresher.

When she opened her eyes, the man slept soundly for the first time and did not look at her.

The man's peaceful sleeping face was less fierce and more gentle.

She was smiling with her lips curled up, as if she was having a sweet dream.

Reaching out your hand, you gently stroke the side of his face.

No matter what, she does not regret marrying the man. Even if the future is uncertain, she is very grateful for the warmth and happiness the man has brought her during this period.

Let her have a home, a warm harbor, and an arm to rely on.

Touching the light wheat-colored chest, the whole body of muscles is built up and feels very firm.

No wonder he has such good stamina.

He was wearing a bathrobe with only a belt tied around his waist, and was sleeping on his side, revealing a full row of abdominal muscles.

The little hand came up quietly. During this period, he was very restrained.

The moment they touched, a long-lost feeling of tenderness surged into her heart, and her pretty face blushed slightly.

Suddenly, a big hand pressed down the rebellious little hand.

He pressed it against my abdominal muscles, pressing against the warm and delicate area.

"Flirting with me so early in the morning?"

"Ok?"

A deep voice with unspeakable temptation sounded in her ears: "Don't you know that this will bring trouble to yourself?"

"No, I just saw that you were not awake, so I was curious and touched you."

"Are you still curious now?"

The man turned over and changed his position.

"Not curious anymore, not curious anymore!"

She avoided the fiery gaze.

"Auntie Wang has prepared breakfast, let's go down quickly..."

"Well--"

The red lips are tender, shiny and sweet.

When the kiss fell, her eyelashes trembled slightly.

The tenderness lasted for a long time, and it seemed like in the blink of an eye, Shen Mengxue blushed and avoided her tenderness.

Stepping on the light-colored carpet, she smiled softly, "Wake up!"

While washing up, he hugged her affectionately from behind. Lu Chenyu wanted to repair the unpleasantness of last night.

In the mirror, she became more and more beautiful, with a healthy blush on her little face.

A small and exquisite peace locket, against the whiteness of the neck, makes her even more charming.

"What are you doing? Are you brushing your teeth? Why are you so clingy?"

"Wife, to make it up to you, I decided to take you somewhere today. It will definitely not be boring."

"Really?"

There was a smile in her eyes. Anyway, it had been decided. She had already made an appointment with Xiaomei today.

No matter where she goes, she will sneak out.

"Ah."

“Brush your teeth first!”

"Let me hold you for a while longer!"

His big hands were gentle, caressing his belly, his eyes full of doting.

It is this gentle and doting look that makes it impossible to refuse him.

So, he took me to the cloakroom and changed into a long dress.

She seldom wears skirts, mostly trousers with a blazer.

Simple and capable.

He also picked out a Cartier watch and helped her put it on.

"You look great in a skirt."

In the dressing mirror, Shen Mengxue changed into a white dress and instantly became an ethereal being.

Without work clothes, she can become very beautiful and feminine.

A piece of tender white calf like lotus root was exposed, making the man nod continuously.

This skirt is fitted to highlight her tall figure.

He looked at the hair on Shen Mengxue's forehead and said, "Go downstairs and have breakfast first. The image designer will come to the house later. Let her give you a beautiful hairstyle."

She didn't understand why. She thought that she must be going to a very special place dressed like that.

Holding her hand, he went downstairs.

In the restaurant, mother-in-law Su Wanyun was about to go upstairs to call her daughter-in-law down for breakfast.

My father-in-law Lu Qiying was holding a tablet and reading financial reports.

"Xiaoxue is coming down. I was just about to go up and call you."

The mother-in-law's eyes lit up: "How beautiful, Xiaoxue, this skirt is tailor-made for you."

She came up, held her daughter-in-law's hand intimately, and kept praising her.

"Mom, Chenyu helped me pick it out."

"Never mind. My daughter-in-law is pretty, so she looks good in anything she wears, right, Old Lu?"

"Uh!"

"Yes, my daughter-in-law is beautiful and capable. Our Lu family is so lucky to have you as our wife."

She was grateful in her heart, knowing that her parents-in-law said this to allay her worries.

On the side, the man had a dark face.

So since there's not a word of praise for him, does that mean he's not a biological son?

He was the one who picked out this skirt!

"Come, Xiaoxue, try these authentic Haicheng snacks, crab roe buns, and this, fried rice cakes, bird's nest wonton stew, and cheese and ham bagels. You young people should like them."

Her parents-in-law were afraid that Shen Mengxue would have no appetite, so they would find ways to make delicious food for her every day.

Or you can hire a chef to cook at home.

"Thank you, Mom."

"No matter how polite you are, we are all a family."

Eating Haicheng's famous snacks, she didn't care whether they tasted good or not, as she felt that this was all love from her in-laws and happiness.

Putting everything aside, she really treated her parents-in-law as her own parents.

Both before and now.

As long as they are here, she feels that this home is so warm and humane.

"Why are you wearing such beautiful clothes today? Are you going out?" asked my mother-in-law Su Wanyun after dinner.

Lu Chenyu finally started talking.

"Mom, wait a moment. I have asked Manlisha's image designer to come over and help Mengxue with her makeup."

"Do you still need to put on makeup?"

"Well, put on some light makeup, and you'll look more energetic!"

Mother-in-law Su Wanyun retorted: "My daughter-in-law is beautiful even without makeup, but since you are so thoughtful, Xiaoxue, let's do one."

Not long after, Shen Mengxue followed designer Manlisa to the dressing room to put on makeup.

When she came out, Lu Chenyu's originally careless eyes looked at her without blinking.

She has delicate features to begin with, and with careful dressing up, she becomes even more beautiful and charming. With her light makeup, she looks like a classical beauty who has walked out of a painting.

"Isn't my daughter-in-law pretty?" Mother-in-law Su Wanyun deliberately said, "If you let my daughter-in-law suffer any injustice, I will not forgive you."

After watching the two of them get in the car and leave, Su Wanyun said, "Old Lu, why do I feel like my daughter-in-law seems unhappy?"

"No, maybe I just got home and I'm not used to it."

"You think so too?"

"Don't worry, your children and grandchildren will have their own blessings."

The extended Lincoln slowly drove out of Villa Avenue.

Finally we stopped in front of a Chinese painting gallery.

"Is this what you call a non-boring place?" Shen Mengxue looked through the car window and saw the four large Chinese characters "Runyu" in Chinese painting, which were written with iron-like strokes and silver-like hooks, obviously from the hands of a master.

She is not a famous lady, nor does she know how to play chess, calligraphy or painting, nor is she a lady from a noble family.

"Come on, you don't have to draw, but it can still cultivate sentiment, which is helpful for prenatal education of the baby."

She was extremely reluctant and pouted, saying, "Shouldn't we listen to some music or something during prenatal education?"

The man curled his lips and said, "There will be a performance at Haicheng Opera House tonight. I will pick you up after work."