Time Traveling: Bringing Space to Raise Your Husband

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Li Qing froze when he heard Han Yun's question.

He hasn't decided whether to tell Han Yun, and he hasn't considered yet...

But looking at the little guy in front of him, Li Qing suddenly relaxed.

If it is him, what else is there to consider?

"Yun, what do you think of me?" Although Li Qing made up his mind, he knew it.

Speaking rashly will definitely scare the little guy.

"Master is very nice..." Han Yun looked at Li Qing and said very seriously.

"Where is it good?" If it was normal, Li Qing would be overwhelmed with joy when he heard this sentence, but how can it be the same today.

Li Qing has already decided to remember today firmly, and celebrate this anniversary every year.

"Master won't hit me, treats me very well, buys me clothes, food, and pearl flowers for me, doesn't dislike my ugliness, fears that I'm cold, and likes to hug me to sleep." Speaking of the last one , Han Yun blushed.

Regarding the last one, Li Qing certainly knew that Han Yun had misunderstood.

But he doesn't know how to use his brain to explain, isn't it good to have such a beautiful misunderstanding?

"The master is so nice, is Yun tempted?" Li Qing said with a half-smile, the flickering eyes made it hard to see the emotion in his eyes.

"Master?" Han Yun didn't quite understand what Li Qing meant by that.

Maybe I understand it, but I don’t want to believe it or dare to believe it.

Li Qing glanced at the little guy's cowardly appearance, and sighed.

This little guy, he really can't do anything about him.

After clearing his throat, Li Qing was rather solemn, and the expression on his face also became serious.

"Yun, from the first time I saw you. I fell in love with you"

"Didn't you ask me why I treat you so well? I'll tell you right away, because I, Li Qing, treat you like a husband, not some bloody slave"

"I found that you are sometimes confused and sometimes very clever"

"Although I am very timid, I really care about me"

"Although you are from a poor family, you are not greedy. You are not hypocritical. You are not artificial."

"On the contrary, it's as pure as a piece of white paper. Even if I bully you with bad intentions occasionally, you won't be angry."

"Even if I tease you. You just blushed and walked away"

"I don't know what I like about you, but what I like is what I like, maybe because I can't find what I like about you. I just like you, so I won't like anyone else"

"Yun. Marry me and be my husband. I will carry you into my house in eight palanquins."

"I want everyone to know that you are my husband, Li Qing."

"I can't guarantee that I won't let you be wronged for the rest of my life. But I can guarantee that the person who made you wronged is definitely not me"

"Who makes you wronged, I will never let him go"

"Yun. Marry me, for the rest of my life. I only want you alone." After Li Qing finished speaking, he knelt down slowly.

He looked at Han Yun sincerely, waiting for Han Yun to make a decision.

And Han Yun was stunned when Li Qing said the first sentence...

Tears flowed out unconsciously

It turns out... the master likes him...

He also said that as long as he is alone...

Not as a servant, but as a husband.

I have to carry eight sedan chairs to marry him home

Han Yun didn't believe in Buddhism at first, but now he couldn't help but thank the Buddha for allowing him to meet his master.

So much so that I didn't hear Li Qing's words.

Li Qing thought Han Yun was unwilling.

"It's okay... I won't force you if you don't want to, and don't think too much..." Li Qing, who couldn't wait for Han Yun's reply, tried to raise a smile.

Stand up from the ground.

It’s okay if you don’t agree to the first confession, there’s the first time and the second time, if the second time doesn’t work, there’s the third time.

Although he thought so, Li Qing still had bitterness on his face.

"Master, I am willing." Han Yun was too excited and moved to react just now, and now he didn't care about being shy, and threw himself into Li Qing's arms.

Li Qing fell from heaven to hell all of a sudden, and then returned to heaven from hell.

He hugged Han Yun several times, and then fell dizzy into the snow.

The atmosphere between the two of them almost melted the surrounding ice and snow.

Li Qing accompanied Han Yun to build a snowman before entering the house to prepare dinner.

Originally, Li Qing planned to eat the leftover mutton hot at noon.

But no matter what, today is also the day to confess my love to Han Yun.

Isn't it winter solstice to eat dumplings besides mutton?

Since the mutton has been eaten at noon, let's eat dumplings at night.

Just do what you say, just happen to have fresh meat at home.

Li Qing kneaded the noodles well, covered them with a damp cloth and put them aside.

Then began to mince the meat.

Li Qing originally planned to make dumplings stuffed with leek and pork.

But Han Yun's hard-to-swallow expression when eating leeks suddenly flashed in his mind.

He stopped the action in which he was about to chop the leeks, and turned around to chop a cabbage.

Anyway, Li Qing didn't like leeks much, since Han Yun didn't like them.

Why should he make dumplings stuffed with leeks?

And it's not that he must have leeks, it's just that when his parents liked to eat them in the original world, he got used to them.

"Yun, what are you doing?" Li Qing looked into the room while digging.

As a result, Han Yun's shadow was not seen.

"Master, I'm here." Li Qingzheng wondered if no one responded.

Han Yun's voice came from the courtyard.

"Yun, it's so cold, what are you doing outside?" Li Qing looked up and saw what Han Yun was doing with the snowman he was making.

"Master, nothing happened." Han Yun seemed a little panicked.

Hastily ran into the kitchen.

"Master, what are you doing? It smells so good." Han Yun sniffed his nose.

A look of intoxication, just avoiding Li Qing's eyes and reddish ears betrayed him.

The corners of Li Qing's mouth twitched, he looked at the half-finished minced meat, and then at the skin of the dough.

Why is his little guy so cute, this stalk is so hard.

"Yun, roll the skin for me, can you?" Since he didn't want to say it, Li Qing didn't intend to ask.

"Yes," Han Yun obediently responded.

Rolling up his sleeves, he sprinkled a little flour on the board, kneaded the dough that Li Qing had kneaded into long strips, divided them into pieces, and began to skillfully roll the dough.

Li Qing chopped the meat filling, chopped the cabbage, salted it for a while, drained the excess water, and adjusted the seasoning. Li Qing took the rolled skin from Han Yun and started to wrap the dumplings. up.

Spread out the skin, put the trap in, and pinch it with your hands.

A small and beautiful dumpling is ready.

As the saying goes, if you shoot, you will know if there is something.

Han Yun used a rolling pin to roll three pieces of leather at a time.

Li Qing's movements are not slow, he can pinch several in one minute.

The cooperation between the two was very good. After Han Yun rolled the skin, he put it directly into Li Qing's hands, and Li Qing directly added the bag.

In less than half an hour, rows of dumplings were neatly arranged on the chopping board.

Han Yun went to boil the water for the dumplings, while Li Qing washed all the used things and hung them up.

This is also the result of Li Qing's request.

Han Yun scrambled to wash things, but was coaxed back by Li Qing.

In such a cold day, he didn't want his husband to wash things.

The two had a full meal, and the genius gradually darkened.

Li Qing, who had nothing to do, hugged Han Yun and talked on the bed.

Since the beginning of winter, the brazier in the house has not been extinguished all day long.

Han Yun was a little afraid of the cold, and Li Qing had noticed it early.

So Li Qing didn't feel sorry for Charcoal Money, after all, Han Yun's body was more important than anything else.