My golden finger is open

The two of them walked in side by side. Lu Xuyao ​​went to order the food. Shen Qingyu sat on the chair, holding her chin and looking at him seriously. She couldn't see enough of looking at him.

After ordering the food, he came back with the waitress following him. The waitress was asking him if he had a partner. The man did not answer, but walked over and took Shen Qingyu's hand, with a look of doting on his face.

The waiter stopped talking and stared blankly at Shen Qingyu and this overly outstanding man, "I'm sorry, I didn't know he was your partner."

After all, the two of them knew each other for a while. "It's okay," she said with a forced smile.

In order to avoid embarrassment, the waiter went to the side to busy himself.

Shen Qingyu looked at her man with subtle eyes, pulled him to sit on the chair, and moved closer to him, "Attracting bees and butterflies?"

Lu Xuyao ​​was helpless, his eyes full of affection for Shen Qingyu, "No," he said and looked away blushing. He did not think Xiaoyu had framed him. It was that woman who was talking to him unilaterally. Didn't she see that he ignored her?

Shen Qingyu was not as protective of her husband as before. Her man was so outstanding that there must be many people who had improper thoughts about him.

She could handle it, and it was enough for her to know that the man had her in his heart.

The dishes came, including braised pork, braised fish, poached chicken, shredded potatoes with vinegar, and egg and melon soup.

The dish is very rich.

There was an extra chicken drumstick in his bowl, "Little fish, eat it."

Her man is so nice, "Hubby, you eat too. You're hungry, right? Come on and eat."

"Okay," no one else came to eat at this time.

Lu Xuyao ​​would pick up some food for Shen Qingyu from time to time, and she would eat it all. She had only eaten one steamed bun in the police station cafeteria and was not full at all. She thought she had almost finished her meal.

"We'll go to the photo studio later, and then buy some daily necessities."

"Okay, it's all up to you."

This is probably the most beautiful sound in the world.

After finishing the meal, just as I was about to get up, Li Ming hurried out from the kitchen, holding a towel in his hand, wiping the sweat from his head.

"Shen Qingyu, you didn't even say hello when you came, and you didn't even go to see me." These words were said with great resentment.

Shen Qingyu didn't know how to respond to his words.

Lu Xuyao ​​held her hand and said, "Hello, I am Shen Qingyu's man. Please give me your guidance."

He stretched out his slender white hand, waiting to shake hands with Li Ming. The only thing in Li Ming's mind now was the word "man". The meaning of "man" was self-evident, and he was not a fool.

Li Ming came back to his senses and said, "You're married," with a hint of sadness in his eyes as he looked at Shen Qingyu.

Shen Qingyu nodded to Li Ming and said, "I'm getting married. I'll invite you to my wedding someday."

"Oh, okay," Li Ming replied hesitantly.

Lu Xuyao ​​withdrew his hand and pulled the person out of the restaurant.

He was silent along the way. Shen Qingyu sat in the back seat and tapped the man's lower back with her finger, "Why aren't you talking?"

"No, sit down," two people came to the photo studio.

This is a two-story building. When the two walked in, someone came to greet them and asked, "Want to take a picture?"

"Yes, let's take a photo together."

The man led them into a room with various background fabrics. "Is this a wedding photo?" asked the photographer.

"Yes, please take a better picture of us,"

"You guys can get closer. Men, move a little closer to this side, with your head a little closer," I heard the cameraman's reminder.

Shen Qingyu had no choice but to pull Lu Xuyao's head towards her. When they were almost touching each other, she heard the photographer say, "Very good, don't move," and with a few clicks, the first photo of the two of them was taken.

The cameraman went to change the film, and there were only two of them left in the room. Shen Qingyu held Lu Xuyao's hand and said, "Why are you shy? We already did that yesterday," but the man covered her mouth.

Laughter came out from between the man's fingers, somewhat intermittently, and the man hugged the woman helplessly.

Then let go gently.

After the photographer came back, the two of them took two individual photos each.

Pick up the photos in a week.

The two rode towards the department store.

There was a breeze in the air, taking away a hint of stuffiness.

This era is too conservative. Even holding hands on the street is not allowed. It makes her, a modern person, feel very depressed.

Shen Qingyu pulled people straight to the second floor, to the watch counter. When Lu Xuyao ​​saw his wife pulling him here, he understood what was going on.

He obediently let her fiddle with it. Shen Qingyu put the watch on him and said, "It looks good, right? Take a look." She also showed her own wrist, one thick and one thin, and she was wearing the same watch.

"Yeah, it looks good."

Shen Qingyu paid the money and tickets, and took Lu Xuyao ​​to look at clothes again.

It's still a little chilly in the mornings and evenings, so she wants to buy a coat.

After a good look, I couldn't find anything suitable. There were only shirts and skirts. Finally, I chose a bright red blouse with a peony pattern on it.

I bought a deep blue shirt for Lu Xuyao, but he wouldn't let me buy any more, saying he already had one.

I bought two blankets, but it was too hot to cover myself with a quilt at night. I also have a small heater, so I don’t need a quilt at all.

Shen Qingyu bought two boxes of chocolates and two boxes of breakfast biscuits, then went downstairs, bought some vegetables, and the two of them prepared to go back.

"Let me take you there on my bike," Shen Qingyu said with concern when they got outside.

"I don't need you to take me. I'm a man and I should take care of my wife." He urged her to get on the bike quickly. Sitting on the soft back seat of the bicycle, Shen Qingyu felt a little tired.

My man is really considerate. Every time I complain about my butt, he tied a cushion on the back seat, and now it's soft when I sit on it.

arrive home.

Put the vegetables in the kitchen and the clothes in the closet.

Shen Qingyu fetched a basin of water and wiped herself and Lu Xuyao's bodies to make them feel comfortable.

"Take off your clothes and I'll wipe it for you," Lu Xuyao's face turned red, and his eyes became uncomfortable, "I can do it myself."

"No, I want to wipe it for you." Shen Qingyu insisted.

She went over and unbuttoned the man's shirt, one by one...revealing the man's perfectly shaped chest.

In Lu Xuyao's eyes, Shen Qingyu was fascinated by his body. While he was proud, he felt that he was a woman who was very lustful, bold, and direct, which was out of tune with the women of this era. He really didn't know how her personality was formed.

Shen Qingyu still doesn't know what her man is thinking of her. He has classified her as a pervert.

She came to her senses with a muffled groan, and felt her hand unconsciously circling the man's abdomen.

At this moment, the man's face was flushed and tense, and if you looked closely, you could see a thin layer of sweat.

What a good little boy. He already has a wife, but he can still endure it. Should she award him a chastity arch?

The fire has started, so I'll put it out.

"Xu Yao, husband," Shen Qingyu called softly.