Husband and wife are of the same mind, their benefits cut gold

Wen Qing + Han Luo

Wen Qing never thought that he would marry Han Luo, no matter what aspect, he never thought about it.

But now, he was sitting quietly in a new house full of joy in a red dress, listening to the lively sounds coming from the front yard.

It would be a lie to say that you are not nervous. Ever since their marriage was finalized, Wen Qing has not slept peacefully one night. He has been counting the days and preparing day by day. Now it is finally the end of worship and marriage. .

"You guys are really serious, why did you get third brother drunk!"

A rough voice came from outside the door, Wen Qing recognized that it was Han Luo's second brother.

"Second cousin, what you said is too frivolous. We can see clearly, and you are the one who pours the most!"

"That's it!"

Following bursts of excitement, Wen Qing stood up and looked at the door nervously.

"You keep drinking, I'm fine."

Wen Qing's familiar voice sounded slowly, and after a while of commotion outside the door, the extra people left pushing and shouting, and then the door was opened.

Han Luo, who was also dressed in red, stood outside the door. Unlike Wen Qing's slightly thin body, although Han Luo was tall and thin, he couldn't stand his big frame, and his body was full of flesh. He is really handsome and tall.

Wen Qing was not bad either, he was already very good looking, and the red wedding dress made him even more elegant.

Wen Qing became more and more nervous when being watched by the other party, and it took him a long time to ask dryly: "Drunk?"

Han Luo hid the turbulence deep in his eyes, nodded slowly, then took long legs, and staggered towards Wen Qing's direction.

Wen Qing quickly stepped forward to help the other party sit on the stool, and then poured a cup of tea for Han Luo.

Han Luo raised the corners of his lips and looked at the teacup in front of him, stretched out his slightly trembling hand and shook it in front of Wen Qing, "I can't hold it steadily."

When Wen Qing heard this, he glanced at the other party's hand suspiciously, and finally fed Han Luo himself.

Han Luo didn't lie to Wenqing, he was really drunk, but no matter how drunk he was, he just couldn't control his limbs, and his mind was clear.

After drinking three cups of tea in a row, Han Luo shook his head, then closed his eyes and remained silent for a moment. Wen Qing could only see his forehead slowly covered with fine sweat. Just when he wanted to ask what was going on, Han Luo opened his eyes, and the drunkenness in his eyes was reduced by more than half.

"Wash?" Wen Qing, who really didn't know how to relieve his tension, asked dryly again.

Han Luo nodded with a smile, Wen Qing hurriedly stood up, and found a clean underwear for Han Luo...

When Han Luo finished washing and entered the room, Wen Qing's nervous heart had calmed down a lot, and he smiled at Han Luo, "You weren't lying to me just now, were you?"

Han Luo shut the door, and shook his head quickly when he heard the words, "I said that day, I will never lie to you in the future."

Wen Qing's face turned hot, and she didn't say much.

Han Luo saw his blushing face and his tightly clenched hands, and immediately realized that his new husband was shy.

Han Luo still understands the reason why you should strike while the iron is hot, so he quickly poured a glass of wine and sat down on the bed, then threw the finished glass aside, pulled the person to his side and hugged him tightly... (undescribable)

The next day, with the soreness in his body after waking up, Wen Qing remembered the madness of last night, and the person beside him had already got up, and now he was sitting on the side with his hands supporting his head, looking at him softly.

Wen Qing blinked, and the dull eyes slowly returned to their usual color, "Why are you looking at me?"

Han Luo pursed his lips and smiled, his originally stern face became a little more tender.

"nice."

Wen Qing was taken aback by the smile on the other party's face, then turned his head and began to look elsewhere in the room, causing the people around him to smile again.

After getting married, no matter whether it was Han Luo or the members of the Han family, they had nothing to say about Wen Qinghao, especially Han Luo, who treated him like a treasure in their hands.

When returning home, Wen Ahma caught Wen Qing and asked him all kinds of questions, and Wen Qing didn't know how to answer some of the questions.

They stayed at Wen's house for one night, and when they left the next day, they met Tang Feng and Lin Yu on the road.

The four talked and separated.

Lin Yu watched the carriage leave before him, turned to Tang Feng and said, "Next time we go to the county to see my brother, let's go and see Wen Qing and the others."

Tang Feng nodded, and drove the ox cart to the village.

In the end, Han Luo did not return to the Yamen to work as an errand, but worked as a bodyguard in the bodyguard bureau. Sometimes he took on business from far away, and it took two months before he came back. Even if Wen Qing was worried, he could only wait for him to return safely at home.

Xu Shi had a heart-to-heart connection, and Han Luo couldn't see Wen Qing's worry about him. It happened that the martial arts master of the Escort went home to enjoy his old age, so Han Luo took over the position of the other party and became a martial arts instructor in the Escort. Wu's disciple has become a well-known martial arts master in the county.

One day, when the two were walking on the street, Wenqing stopped suddenly.

"what happened?"

Seeing that there was something strange on Wen Qing's face beside him, Han Luo hurriedly asked.

Wenqing raised his hand to touch his burning eyebrows, and the corners of his lips curled up, "Our child is here."

Han Luo was taken aback for a moment, but didn't react for a while, "What?"

The curvature of the corners of Wen Qing's lips became bigger and bigger.

"go home."

Han Luo opened his mouth and stood there looking at Fulang's leisurely back. Suddenly, the joy in his heart wrapped around his whole body like vines. He caught up with Wen Qing and said repeatedly: "Let the doctor take a look at the body first. Then go home."

Wen Qing didn't refuse either, and let the nervous and joyful Han Luo lead him by the hand and walked towards the pharmacy.

After receiving the news of Wen Qing's pregnancy, Tang Feng, Lin Yu, and the secretary Lin Wen all came to visit with gifts, and the big guys gathered together, having a good time.

Wen Qing's first child was surprisingly smooth, and it didn't make him suffer at all. He ate well and slept soundly. Han Luo, who was overly nervous, reported Wen Qing's situation to Tang Feng every now and then, fearing that something was wrong.

"I heard that my eldest brother always liked to eat sweet and sour food when he was pregnant with Doudou, but I bought some sweet and sour food for my husband yesterday, but he didn't like it. Is there any problem?"

The corner of Tang Feng's mouth twitched after listening to Han Luo's words, wishing he could throw him out immediately!He came here and there to ask some inexplicable questions, which made him start to doubt whether he was a doctor or a psychological counselor!

"no problem!"

Han Luo didn't seem to hear Tang Feng's answer when he was about to collapse, and he was still worried about why Wen Qing couldn't eat sweet and sour food.

After the tense and expectant October pregnancy, the little soft baby was born, whether it was the tired Wen Qing, or Han Luo who was a little overwhelmed because he was holding the baby for the first time, they all had a strange feeling.

This is their child, the extension of their blood, the crystallization of their love.

"Looks really good."

The youngest Han looked at the sleeping child strangely and said.

"Yeah, very much like Fu Lang."

Han Luo bowed his head and kissed the child's tender face and said softly.

But soon, Wen Qing felt dissatisfaction from Han Luo.

Because Han Luo's emotions didn't restrain himself, instead, he radiated that emotion more and more heavily. Looking at the little brother whose eyebrows and eyes became more delicate after the full moon, Wen Qing's heart sank, "You don't like my brothers?" Son?"

Han Luo was startled when he heard the words, and then he understood, he quickly said: "How can it be! As long as it is our child, I love it."

Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, rolled his eyes, turned his back to Han Luo and asked in a deeper voice, "Are you suspecting that the twin brothers are not our children?"

Han Luo almost gave himself a big mouth when he heard it, and he hugged Wen Qing, "Why, I just think that since you have twin brothers, you have paid attention to him, I, I'm jealous .”

Wen Qing almost bit her tongue when she heard it, "What are you talking about, this is our child, eat, why are you jealous?"

"I don't know either," the voice from behind became more and more dull, "I was caught in the rain today, and you didn't even ask me if I caught a cold."

Wen Qing turned around angrily and amusedly, "Didn't I let you take a hot bath and cook ginger soup for you?"

Han Luo rested his forehead on Wen Qing's, looked at him with twinkling eyes for a while, and said softly.

"Well, I'm actually dissatisfied. Every time I'm about to enter your body, my brothers either pee and cry, or cry from hunger. I can't stand it. It's just the eighth time!"

Wen Qing blushed with a handsome face, and in the next month, Han Luo "got his wish" as a monk.

As for how Han Luo "returned to vulgarity," I won't go into details.

In the third year, their second little brother was born. This time, Wen Qing had suffered enough, but fortunately, she gave birth safely in the end, but Han Luo was no longer willing to let Wen Qing suffer for him, so the two of them lived together for a lifetime. Only had two children.

As the years go by, as the children grow up bit by bit, and find their other half and have their own home, Wen Qing and Han Luo are no longer young, but even though the years have taken away their youth, Can't take away the love between them.

"Snowing."

Wen Qing, with graying hair and aging marks in the corners of his eyes, looked at the white snow outside the window and said softly.

A pair of trembling hands gently draped the black cloak on him, "Your body is unbearably cold, please close the window."

Han Luo's originally straight back has also bent a lot, and his face looks older than Wen Qing's, after all, he is several years older than Wen Qing.

Wen Qing pulled the cloak on her body, held the no longer young hand with her backhand, and said with a smile: "I just want to see, the twin brothers are coming over today, and I have to make plum blossom cakes for them."

Han Luo was happy when he heard the words, "I don't need to add sugar to my share, it tastes good."

"it is good."

Wen Qing's voice was a little rough. Not long ago, Han Luo had a serious illness. If Tang Feng was not there, he would have almost gone. He managed to improve his health, but he couldn't even eat his favorite plum blossom crisps. I can smell it and drink some soft porridge.

"What are you afraid of? I'm here." Han Luo pulled Wen Qing into his arms, closed his eyes and whispered, "I can't bear to leave you."

The corners of Wen Qing's eyes were sore, and he buried himself even deeper.

This man who has cared for him all his life is reluctant to let him go and be alone even when he is old.

Han Shuang and Tang Muyu stood quietly outside the door with their two children, watching a pair of old people hugging each other tightly, they held each other's hands tightly.