The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

After changing clothes, we went downstairs to have breakfast and went to work together.

The days go on like this day after day, every day is a brand new day, and every day is so peaceful and happy.

Such a happy day has nothing to do with money, it is a kind of satisfaction and peace of mind with the one you love day and night.

That day, when they went home together, Wang Zichen carried the big and small bags they bought with one hand, and wrapped her arms around her slender waist with the other.

He raised his chin: "Enter the password."

Lan Xinhui obediently raised her hand to enter the password. When she was halfway through, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared in her mind, and the movements of her hand stopped.

"What's wrong?" Seeing this, Wang Zichen smiled and said, "I forgot the password of my home? It seems that I will ask you to press the password more often in the future."

"No... this password is the date of the day we first met?!" Lan Xinhui heard her voice trembling with excitement.

No wonder, when she entered the password for the first time, she felt that the password seemed a little familiar, but at that time, she was kissed so badly by Wang Zichen that she couldn't think.Afterwards, I forgot the flash of familiarity.

It turned out that he used the date of their first meeting as the password for the door of his house!

Although she already knew that he was the boy back then, and that he had been looking for him for many years, and of course she could feel his deep affection for her, but now, when talking about that year, she still couldn't help but get excited.

"I just found out now!" Wang Zichen nodded her nose: "How slow you must be!"

"Because you messed up the order of those numbers!" Lan Xinhui explained.

After entering the password, she turned around, kissed him on the cheek, and said to him, "What a surprise, every time I find something related to the past, it's like finding a treasure."

"That's it!" Wang Zichen said with a smile, "It seems that a little slowness is also beneficial."

After he entered the room with her in his arms and put down the things in his hands, he leaned against the wall by the door, hugged her in his arms, lowered his head and rubbed her nose with the tip of his nose: "Is there any reward for such a surprise today?" ?”

"Reward!" Lan Xinhui rolled her eyes: "Then reward you for washing the dishes!"

"Not enough!" Wang Zichen said seriously, "Apply for additional rewards."

"That's a reward for mopping the floor." Lan Xinhui laughed.

"Apply for additional rewards and different items." Wang Zichen reminded more clearly: "What did the doctor say today? Did she say that is okay?"

Lan Xinhui blushed and lowered her head: "I didn't ask."

"Why don't you ask!" Wang Zichen said anxiously, "I reminded you not to forget to ask before going in...Call and ask now!"

"I don't have her number," Lan Xinhui said, "Besides, it's already off work, so why not call the doctor?"

"Just call and ask, I won't bother her for long." Wang Zichen said: "There is no number, I will ask An Ji to check."

With that said, he took out his cell phone and was about to call An Ji.

"No need," Lan Xinhui hurriedly stopped him, "I'll ask her again when I come back for a follow-up visit in two days.

Wang Zichen put away the phone, reached out and hugged her again: "Xinhui, I found that you are not keen on the intimate interaction between us now. Can you tell me why?"

Lan Xinhui knew what he meant by "intimate interaction", and she knew that her dodging had already attracted his attention.

However, she couldn't control herself. The fact that they were cousins ​​always made her feel a lump in her heart, separating her from him, and made her disagree with them doing such things from the bottom of her heart.

Seeing that she was silent, Wang Zichen sighed softly and said, "Forget it, maybe it's because you're not feeling well? Take care of your body first, and we'll have a long life in the future!"

"Okay," Lan Xinhui nodded, "I need some time to adjust." Or, it will be fine after a while?

"Well," Wang Zichen kissed her on the lips affectionately: "However, if you have any thoughts in your heart, you can tell me. You can also tell me the facts about that aspect. We are husband and wife. To communicate well."

Lan Xinhui hesitated for a moment, then nodded, suddenly, her eyes were fixed on a pair of shoes.