Sweet Pet: Xiao Ye's Reborn Little Wife

In this difficult period that seems to be shrouded in heavy haze, the world is like a lonely boat tossing in the stormy waves, with dangers lurking on all sides and an atmosphere of panic permeating every corner.

However, the feelings between Xiao Jingmo and Zhao Qingyu were like a blazing bonfire in the cold night. Not only were they not swallowed by the surrounding darkness and cold, but they became even hotter and deeper. The flames danced and shone with brilliant light, as if to burn away the endless haze.

Every gathering is like a precious gift bestowed by fate, a mysterious and generous elder. It is as precious as the sweet rain in the desert and the warm sun in the cold winter. Every moment is filled with warmth and care without any gaps.

Xiao Jingmo was filming on the set, which was like a busy beehive. Everyone was like a tireless worker bee, shuttling between scenes.

In this busy interval, as soon as he has a moment of free time, he will quickly take out his mobile phone as if attracted by a mysterious gravity.

His slender and bony fingers moved rapidly on the phone screen, as if playing a sweet melody just for the two of them.

"Qingyu, I'm really tired from filming today. The feeling of exhaustion surges over me like a tide. However, whenever I think of you, it's as if a magical power is injected into my body, giving me the courage to move forward. What about you, my dear? Are you taking good care of yourself? Are you eating on time and getting enough rest?"

After sending this message, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose, and the curve was as charming as a crescent moon.

Zhao Qingyu's smiling face, as bright as a spring flower, instantly appeared in his mind. Every detail was clearly visible: her curved eyebrows, playful nose, and lips that always had a sweet smile. The picture was like a most precious painting, slowly unfolding in his heart, dispelling all his fatigue.

On the other side of the city, Zhao Qingyu, who was busy with her work, was feeling a little breathless due to the heavy workload.

At this moment, the vibration of the mobile phone broke the tense atmosphere, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

She hurriedly put down the work in her hands, picked up her mobile phone, and saw that it was a message from Xiao Jingmo. Her eyes, which were originally a little dim due to fatigue, instantly became like lit stars, shining brightly.

"I'm fine, dear. You are the one who needs to take care of your rest. You work so hard on the set, so don't overwork yourself. I would be so heartbroken if you were exhausted." She replied quickly, her words filled with concern for him.

After replying to the message, she seemed to be injected with new energy, and began to happily prepare a little surprise for Xiao Jingmo.

She was like an explorer searching for treasures, wandering through the streets and alleys, carefully selecting his favorite snacks.

Every piece of dessert is like a little angel carrying her love and is treasured by her.

"Boss, this has to be the freshest. It's for the most important person in my life, so we can't be careless at all." She instructed the dim sum shop owner seriously, with a focused look as if she was completing an extremely sacred mission.

A few days later, Xiao Jingmo was taking a break on the set when his assistant came over with a package. He took the package with suspicion, but when he saw that the sender was Zhao Qingyu, his eyes lit up instantly, like a child receiving a long-awaited gift on Christmas.

He couldn't wait to open the package, and what came into his eyes were the snacks he had been longing for, which were carefully wrapped and exuded an enticing aroma.

Next to the snacks, there is a small sachet that is as exquisite as a work of art.

The fabric of the sachet was soft and delicate, embroidered with exquisite patterns, and every stitch and thread showed the craftsman's care. He picked up the phone, his voice filled with uncontrollable surprise, like an adventurer who had discovered treasure.

"Qingyu, I received the things you gave me! How do you understand me so well? It's like you know me like a worm in my stomach. You know I've been too tired from filming recently and I need these. This sachet is so exquisite, did you make it yourself?"

"Hehe, yes, dear. I put a lot of thought into making this especially for you. I put some aromatic spices in it to help relieve fatigue. You work so hard filming and are so tired every day. I hope this sachet can make you feel more comfortable, just like me being by your side, and help you take away some of your fatigue."

Zhao Qingyu's sweet voice came from the receiver, like a clear spring in the mountains, flowing happily in Xiao Jingmo's heart. Every note seemed to play a beautiful melody on the lake of his heart, making his heart soft and warm.

"You're always so thoughtful, Qingyu. You know what? I've been on the set lately, and whenever I have free time, I look at our old photos. Those photos are like magical time capsules, each one containing our beautiful memories. Whenever I look at them, those memories are like surging energy, constantly pouring into my body, supporting me through every tiring moment. By the way, the next time we meet, I have a little gift for you. I promise you'll like it."

There was a mysterious and expectant light in Xiao Jingmo's eyes. The surprised and excited expression of Zhao Qingyu when she received the gift had already appeared in his mind. The picture made him even more impatient.

"Really? What gift is it? Don't keep me in suspense and tell me quickly." Zhao Qingyu said coquettishly. Her voice was filled with a hint of coquettishness, like a cute little kitten gently scratching one's heart, making it impossible to refuse.

"Haha, there will be no surprise if I tell you now. Just wait patiently, and you will know when the time comes." Xiao Jingmo said with a smile. His laughter was like sunlight penetrating the clouds and sprinkling on the earth.

In his heart, it seemed as if they had a sweet little world that belonged only to them. This little world was filled with their secrets and love, like a carefully guarded treasure, shining brightly in this world full of uncertainty.

They found comfort in each other's arms, just like a drifting ship finding a quiet harbor; they saw firm support in each other's affectionate eyes, which were like the brightest Big Dipper in the night sky, guiding them in the direction of love.

Their love is like a rose blooming among thorns, so gorgeous that even though it is surrounded by thorns, it still blooms fearlessly, emitting an intoxicating fragrance. That fragrance permeates their world, making everything beautiful and sweet.