Want to spend the rest of my life selling chrysanthemum tea

Li Yongcheng stuffed his drowsy son in his arms into the small house where Lin Yan'er had spread a quilt on the bed and comforted him softly: "Sleep with my brother until dawn and then go home."

Li Ming narrowed his eyes and looked at the sleeping child next to him with a flushed face, and closed his eyes again as if by default.

Cui Xiaojing started to help Zhuang Mo put on makeup. He had a perfect score in theoretical knowledge but it was actually his first practice, so he couldn't get the point.

Lin Yan'er frowned as she watched from the side. Seeing him clumsily wiping off the unnatural place with water again, she whispered, "Would you like me to come? Are you guiding me by the side?"

Cui Xiaojing naturally couldn't ask for it.

The rest went smoothly. An hour later, both of them finished their makeup. Cui Xiaojing took a closer look and boasted softly, "Sister-in-law is ingenious."

Lin Yan'er looked at herself with satisfaction after the facelift, her wrinkled face was sagging and her skin was yellowish, and she couldn't help sighing, "Xiao Jing, your makeup skills are really amazing, I feel like my parents would not recognize me if they were alive. Come."

"The clothes are too dirty!" Zhuang Mo picked up the clothes that Cui Xiaojing found for him to put on, "The mud hasn't been washed, it still smells like sweat! Can I change it?"

Lin Yan'er covered his mouth and stared at him, "Hush!"

"What else do you want to wear as a farmer?" Cui Xiaojing smirked, "You should wear less of your fluttering white clothes in the future." It looks weird and attractive, but also eye-catching.

Zhuang Mo reluctantly said, "I'll change it when I go out."

"It's up to you." Li Yongcheng instructed, "You have to take your children to the gate of the city and wait for the door to open before dawn. Remember not to fall asleep, and be careful that others see you coming out here."

"It doesn't matter if you are seen." Cui Xiaojing said, "You can say that you stopped to rest when you were tired from walking here last night."

"Then I will entrust you to take care of our child." Li Yongcheng said, "Don't forget, as your eldest son, his name is Monday, and your surname is not Zhuang or Zhou. You must remember these identity information."

Cui Xiaojing added: "Don't panic when encountering anything, remember to maintain a tragic life experience."

The two of them felt that they had explained everything clearly and left, and they also had to take advantage of the night to return to the Osmanthus Garden without anyone noticing.

After closing the door, Lin Yan'er said: "He did us such a big favor, and we have to report him well later."

Zhuang Mo nodded.

The night wind was blowing, Li Yongcheng took Cui Xiaojing's hand and walked slowly back.

Cui Xiaojing looked down at the overlapping shadows of the two people under the bright moon, secretly rejoicing in his heart, thinking that love is really like a tornado, coming fast and violently, he suddenly had the idea of ​​holding on to the hand of the man beside him for the rest of his life.

"Is it cold?" Li Yongcheng reached out and touched his forehead.

Cui Xiaojing subconsciously shook her head, thought for a while and then nodded, "Cold."

Li Yongcheng smiled lightly, let go of his hand, and directly wrapped his arms around his waist and put him in his arms, "How about this?"

Cui Xiaojing also laughed, "It's not cold but I can't walk."

Under the moonlight, Cui Xiaojing couldn't see the other person's expression clearly, but when he saw the man bowing his head, he felt a warmth on his lips. He was kissed, and the quiet environment allowed him to hear the man's heartbeat, so he stood up on tiptoe with a smile. Kiss back passionately.

After the kiss was over, both of them were out of breath, Li Yongcheng smiled lightly, "Are you shy?"

Cui Xiaojing didn't bother to talk to him, he didn't kiss him enough, so he pulled him down and kissed him fiercely.