My Husband, Warm The Bed

Was it like what she had seen in the past few days?    

He had held a trace of hope with Little Ranran alone, praying day and night for his wife to return to their father and daughter's side?    

Qin Yue rubbed her head and said, "Go and sit if you are hungry. The food will be served immediately."    

The biggest problem between them now was not that Jian Ran could not remember the past, but how to make Jian Ran open her mouth and tell him what was hidden in her heart.    

Qin Yue also understood that it was not easy for her to tell him what was hidden in her heart.    

She did not have the memories of the past. She had just found out that her closest and most trusted father had lied to her. She would subconsciously close her heart tightly and not let anyone get close to her easily.    

The food quickly went to the table. Qin Yue took off his apron and walked to Jian Ran's side to sit down. "Let's eat some light flavors today. I'll change your taste another day."    

"Mr. Qin, did you cook for Mrs. Qin in the past, or did Mrs. Qin cook for you?"    

Jian Ran was very curious. For men of Qin Yue's status and status, didn't they live a life where they could eat whatever they wanted? No matter what, they knew how to cook and their culinary skills were not bad.    

"When we just got married, Mrs. Qin was the one cooking. I was in charge of washing the dishes." Speaking of these things, Qin Yue was also quite embarrassed. The first time he washed the dishes, he broke a plate. He still remembered Jian Ran's expression at that time.    

"You are in charge of washing the dishes?" Jian Ran repeated this sentence, and some scenes appeared in her mind. A clumsy man was washing the dishes in the kitchen.    

Bang -    

The sound of plates shattering seemed to be heard by her ears, pulling Jian Ran out of the whirlpool of memories. It scared her so much that she trembled slightly.    

"What's wrong?" Qin Yue saw Jian Ran's daze and put one hand on Jian Ran's shoulder, trying to use this method to give warmth and strength.    

Jian Ran looked at him and suddenly asked, "Did you break the plate?"    

"Yes." Qin Yue nodded and said excitedly, "Jian Ran. Did you remember something?"    

Jian Ran rubbed her temples and wanted to remember more, but she still could not remember anything. Even the painting that she had just seen had disappeared.    

"Don't worry. It's fine. Let's drink the soup first." Qin Yue always easily saw through Jian Ran's thoughts. She was anxious, but he could not be anxious.    

He could only help her recover her memories slowly. He could not give her too much pressure, nor could he make her dislike him.    

Xiao Qinghe had observed Jian Ran. Other than the possibility of her head being seriously injured, he could roughly eliminate the possibility that Jian Ran had lost her memories due to mental stimulation.    

Other than these two possibilities, Xiao Qinghe could not think of any other reason that could make Jian Ran lose her memory.    

There might be medicine, but they did not know what kind of medicine was so powerful. They were still researching and hoping to find the reason as soon as possible.    

Qin Yue gave Jian Ran a bowl of soup. Jian Ran picked it up and drank a mouthful. She said in disdain, "Mr. Qin, it's a little salty."    

"Is it salty?" Qin Yue quickly scooped a mouthful for himself and tasted it.    

"Puff!"    

Seeing Qin Yue's nervous look, Jian Ran burst into laughter. "Mr. Qin, I'm teasing you. "Can't you tell?"    

Once upon a time, Jian Ran had also used such a mischievous tone to make him happy. For a moment, Qin Yue was a little dazed and did not react for a long time.    

Jian Ran raised her hand and waved in front of him. "Mr. Qin, is there something on my face?"    

She was smiling. This smile was not like what she usually pretended to be. It was a little playful and a little cute. The Jian Ran who looked like this was the Jian Ran when they first got married.    

There was nothing on her face. However, Qin Yue felt that there was something on her face. It had the memories he was most familiar with, and the face he was most familiar with that was easily shy.    

Qin Yue could not help but reach out and grab her head. He pushed her towards him and lowered his head to kiss her gently.    

His kiss was extremely gentle, as if he wanted to give all the beautiful things in the world to Jian Ran.    

Jian Ran did not avoid it either.    

The two of them touched their foreheads, the tip of their nose against the tip of their nose, and their lips and teeth against each other. They could feel each other's breathing from the nearest distance, and the other's temperature.    

Jian Ran's heart was beating fast. Her face was so red that it was hot. She wanted to avoid him, but she did not want to avoid him.    

What a complex and contradictory mentality.    

...    

Their dinner lasted for nearly an hour before it was finished.    

Qin Yue was in charge of washing the dishes while Jian Ran sat in the living room and watched the television. However, her attention was not on the television but on the heavy rain outside.    

Her father and mother were not by her side and the weather was filled with thunder and rain. If Little Ranran was alone at home, would she be afraid?    

Would she feel that her mother was not by her side and that her father did not want him anymore?    

A three-year-old child was the most sensitive in their hearts. She could not let Little Ranran have such thoughts, or else she would feel guilty for the rest of her life.    

Although Little Ranran had many people by her side, they were not her favorite father. She definitely would not get used to it.    

What should he do?    

She really wanted to return to Little Ranran's side to take care of her.    

Thinking of this, Jian Ran looked towards the kitchen and saw that she was walking out of the kitchen. He asked, "What is it? What are you thinking about?"    

Jian Ran said, "I am thinking about Little Ranran. I am thinking about whether she will miss you at home alone."    

Qin Yue walked to her side and sat down. He held her in his arms and kissed her forehead." Don't worry. Xiaobao will take care of Little Ranran at home. Xiaobao knows how to make Little Ranran happy. Little Ranran will not be bored."    

"But..."    

There was no buts. Today, we returned to the time when we just got married. There was no Little Ranran at that time, so don't think about it anymore. "    

"I am still worried."    

No matter what he said, Qin Yue did not say anything. He hugged Jian Ran's head and kissed her hard.    

Sometimes, words were useless. Using actions to stop it was more effective than anything else.    

They had agreed that today was their time. It was their world. No matter who it was, he did not want anyone to disturb them.    

Jian Ran pushed Qin Yue, but this man was very strong. He usually wore clothes and looked very thin, but his body was very strong. It was as if he had been exercising all year round.    

Maybe he had been training. There was a gym in the Nuo Garden, but she did not see him training.    

Later on, Qin Yue kissed deeper and deeper. The kiss made Jian Ran completely lose the ability to think. Her mind was in a daze, and she seemed to see another Qin Yue kissing the other Jian Ran.    

It was also the same overbearing, overbearing to the point that no one could resist. It was so overbearing that it seemed as if it wanted to suck her soul away.    

Unconsciously, Jian Ran stretched out her hand and gently hugged Qin Yue's thin waist, trying to respond to his kiss.    

The more she kissed, the more she felt this feeling became more and more familiar, as if he had kissed her like this in the past.