To The Lovely You

   Seeing that she didn't speak, Tang Yu continued to shout: "Wife... I'll call my wife, do you dare to agree?"

   "Why should I agree!" Lan Xier felt that he was like a naive little boy at this moment, "I didn't get a certificate from you!"

   "Then you can call your wife as long as you get the certificate?" Tang Yu looked at her with hopeful eyes, "We are all like this, do you still want to marry someone else?"

   "I'm so sleepy, I'm going to sleep!" Lan Xi'er yawned longly.

   "Wife..." Tang Yu shook her shoulders reluctantly, "What do I have to do so that you can accept me?"

  Lan Xier pretended to be asleep, and said in a daze: "Look at your performance!"

   Tang Yu looked at her tightly closed eyes and sighed helplessly. He has already performed so hard, what does she want him to do? Is it...

   Early in the morning the next day, Lan Xi'er found out that it was not Mother Liu who brought her breakfast, but Tang Yu...

   "Wife, it's breakfast! It's a loving breakfast made by me!" Tang Yu sat down beside her bed, picked up a fried egg with a fork and handed it to her lips, "Ah..."

  Lan Xier looked at the smile on his face, and three black lines suddenly appeared. How old are you, still learning to show affection from young people?

   But for the sake of his willingness to cook for her, she still reluctantly accepted his "feeding". You know, a rich second-generation like him, who has been pampered since childhood, has never stepped into the kitchen in the past.

   A few days later, Lan Xi'er found out that Liu's mother was gone, and Tang Yu did all her work.

   Seeing him wearing a famous brand, washing clothes in the laundry room clumsily, and cleaning the floor with a mop, sometimes she would have an illusion - as if she was really living with him.

   "How about it, your husband and I can still do housework, right?" He proudly asked her for credit, while wiping the sweat from his forehead.

   "Uh...it's okay." After Lan Xier answered, she realized that she had been tricked. Doesn't she mean to admit that he is her husband?

   It's all because he yells like that in her ear every day, and over time she's used to it. What she is used to is not only the change of title, but also his "self-recommended pillow seat" every night.

   Now it seems that he hadn't warmed the bed first, and she felt a little uncomfortable. For his approach, she is no longer so repulsive.

  Tang Yu naturally noticed these subtle changes in her, so he put his hands up and down on her on a full moon night.

   "What...what are you doing? I'm pregnant!" Lan Xi'er held his hand and said sternly.

   "I'll just touch my wife, okay?" Tang Yu looked at her innocently and pushed her hand away, "I know, pregnant women can't...but it's always okay to do something else?"

   "Uuuuuu..." Lan Xi'er wanted to protest, but he blocked her mouth.

  Tang Yu seemed to have just been released from the cage by a beast that had been hungry for a long time, and could not wait to tear her up and swallow her whole.

  Lan Xi'er was powerless to bear his ravages, her mind was groggy. This time, she didn't drink, but why didn't she push him away?

   "Xier, you have to be glad that you are pregnant now, otherwise... I will never let you go easily!" Tang Yu said while panting, "I will take good care of you after you give birth."

   After so many years, he has to make up for it all in one go.