Kiss you, kiss you, I want to control you

Fu Zhannan took his wife to the yard. Nuomi was very happy to follow his parents out and wagged his tail.

"Where do you want to go?"

"Just walk."

Fu Zhannan smiled and said, "Okay."

Fu Zhannan took Qiao Sheng for a stroll in the yard of the old house.

The yard of the Fu family's old house is very large, and there are many expensive flowers, plants and trees in the yard.

Qiao Sheng walked and saw a large garden. "What is that?"

“The orchard at home.”

"Did you pick the fruit I just ate there?"

"Yeah." Fu Zhannan hugged Qiao Sheng's waist and looked down at the person in his arms, "Do you want to go and see?"

"May I?"

"Of course, I'll take you there to have a look."

Fu Zhannan held Qiao Sheng's hand and walked towards the orchard at home. "There are so many fruits here." As soon as Qiao Sheng walked into the orchard, he saw a lot of fruits.

Fu Zhannan picked some cherries and said, "Try it."

Li Qing was about to reach out to take it, but Fu Zhannan didn't give it to her, "Where are you going?"

"I'll go wash it." Fu Zhannan had wanted to give it to his wife just now, but he was afraid that it would be bad for his wife if he ate it without washing it, so he planned to wash it before giving it to his wife.

"Let me try one." Qiao Sheng looked at the sour and sweet cherries and instantly wanted to taste one.

"Shengsheng, you haven't washed yet."

"It's okay. It won't make you sick if you eat dirty cherries." Qiao Sheng took a few cherries directly from Fu Zhan'nan.

Seeing Qiao Sheng was about to put the cherry into his mouth, he said, "I'll wipe it." "No need to wipe it."

Qiao Sheng walked for a long time and was already tired.

I'm so thirsty now that I'm too lazy to wash it and just want to eat it directly.

"There is ash."

Fu Zhannan was afraid that his wife would put it in her mouth, so he immediately took it and wiped it on his clothes.

"It's okay, it's just dust." Qiao Sheng was very open-minded, as long as it wasn't pesticide.

"Give it to me." Qiao Sheng took it and took a bite.

"Delicious, sour and sweet."

When Fu Zhannan saw his wife said it was delicious, his expression changed immediately after he took a bite.

It's so sour.

I forced myself to swallow it.

Seeing Fu Zhannan's expression, Qiao Sheng asked, "Is it not delicious?"

"acid."

"Not sour?" Qiao Sheng didn't feel it was sour at all. "Is it because the one you ate was sour, and the one I just ate was sweeter?"

"It should...it shouldn't be." Fu Zhannan took a bite and his teeth were sore now.

"No? But I really don't feel sour?"

"Why don't you try this one?" Qiao Sheng gave a cherry in his hand to Fu Zhannan.

Fu Zhannan didn't want to taste it at first, but since it was given by his wife, he had to take it and taste it, "Okay."

After taking a bite, it still tasted terribly sour.

"How about it?"

"acid."

If it's picked from a branch of a tree, how can it not be sour?

"Sour?" Qiao Sheng didn't believe it. "Let me try it."

Qiao Sheng took the cherry that Fu Zhannan had bitten a little and tasted it, "Not sour?"

Qiao Sheng took a bite and didn't feel it was sour at all. She thought it was delicious. "It's delicious."

"Delicious?" Fu Zhannan looked at the sour cherries and began to doubt his taste.

“Mm, it’s really delicious.”

"If you like to eat it, I'll wash it."

Fu Zhannan rinsed the cherries he had just picked with water.

"Here, Shengsheng."

"Thank you."

Qiao Sheng took the cherries and ate them one by one. Fu Zhannan, who was standing by, felt jealous.

The servant came to pick fruit before, but he took one bite and thought it was sour, so he didn’t pick any.

But they didn't expect that their young mistress liked to eat sour things.

Fu Zhannan took Qiao Sheng for a walk in the yard. Qiao Sheng finished eating in a short while and said, "I want to eat more."

"cherry?"

"Ah."

"Okay, I'll pick some."

Fu Zhannan didn't know what was wrong with his wife. She could actually eat sour food.

Seeing that his wife liked to eat cherries, Fu Zhannan went straight to get a basket and picked a lot of cherries for his wife.

These cherries are not fully ripe yet. They look beautiful, but they are still sour.

Fu Zhannan took Qiao Sheng to walk around the garden for a long time. There were many fruits in the garden, but Qiao Sheng only loved the sour cherries.

Fu Zhannan looked at his wife eating with gusto and was really curious, "Shengsheng, you... you really don't think it's sour?"

“This is delicious, not really sour.”

"Do you want to eat some?" Qiao Sheng wanted to share some of the cherries he had washed with Fu Zhannan.

"I don't need it, you can eat it."

"Oh."

The couple came out of the garden and walked around outside for a while.

"Let's sit down for a while."

"Are you tired of walking?"

"Yeah, my legs are a little sore."

"I'll carry you." When Fu Zhannan heard his wife say this, he half-knelt in front of her and wanted to carry her on his back.

"No, just sit for a while."

"It's getting late. We'll have dinner at home soon. Besides, there are mosquitoes outside if it's too late. I'll carry you back."

The courtyard of the Fu family’s old house is very large, and it takes at least half an hour to walk back.

"Come up, Shengsheng."

"This……"

"It's okay, come up."

"Shengsheng, come up."

"Ok."

Qiao Sheng was indeed tired from walking, and his calves were sore and swollen.

Fu Zhannan carried his wife on his back and walked home.

Qiao Sheng was lying on Fu Zhannan's back, holding a small basket in her hand, which was full of cherries that Fu Zhannan picked for her.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the couple, making it look particularly warm and beautiful.

"Fu Zhannan, thank you."

Fu Zhannan stopped and looked back at Qiao Sheng on his back, "Silly boy, why do you always say thank you to me?"

"Because it's good to me."

"You are my wife, who should I treat if I don't treat you well?"

Fu Zhannan saw Qiao Sheng grabbing his neck all the time, "What's wrong with your neck?"

"It's so itchy." Qiao Sheng felt her neck was itchy, and she couldn't help but kept scratching her neck.

"Let me see." Fu Zhannan took a closer look and found a big mosquito bite on his wife's neck. "It was a mosquito bite."

"It's so itchy." Qiao Sheng kept scratching his neck, and it became redder and redder.

"Don't scratch, Shengsheng, go back and apply some medicine, otherwise the more you scratch, the more itchy it will become."

"Yeah, but it's so itchy." She didn't want to scratch it, but it was too itchy.

"Bear with it, Shengsheng, we'll go home soon."

"Ah."

When Fu Zhannan saw that his wife had a big bite from a mosquito, he immediately carried his wife on his back and went home.

Qiao Sheng lay on Fu Zhannan's back, with one arm around his neck and the other hand holding a basket full of cherries that Fu Zhannan picked for her.

Lying on Fu Zhan'nan's back, Qiao Sheng turned his head to look at Fu Zhan'nan. The light of the setting sun shone on his face, and his sharp temperament was filled with the heat of light.

Fu Zhannan's grandmother and mother were sitting in the living room and heard from the servant that Fu Zhannan had taken Qiao Sheng out to the yard.

Seeing that it was time for dinner, Fu Zhannan's mother was afraid that her daughter-in-law was hungry, and was about to ask the housekeeper to go out and look for her.

As a result, when he passed by and saw from the floor-to-ceiling window, his son was carrying his daughter-in-law on his back.

The two of them were talking and laughing, and their sweetness and happiness were almost overflowing.