My Husband, Warm The Bed

Ever since he handed over the Shengtian to Qin Yinjian, Qin Yue rarely took care of matters. His usual hobby was to accompany Jian Ran around the world and live a good life in their husband and wife's world.    

    

Although Qin Yue usually did not care about things, his dignity was still there. The younger generation was as respectful as before to him. When he said a word, he could often say a lot of things to others.    

    

As long as Jian Ran cooperated with him, he would be able to do other things with ease.    

    

He looked at the children and his tone was still indifferent. "Remember this when you are looking for someone. As long as you can find Zhan Limo, you will not hesitate to trade the entire Shengtian for him."    

    

Exchanging the entire Shengtian for him was a very important decision, but Qin Yue's words were still soft and indifferent. It was as if he was talking to the children about today's weather after dinner.    

    

Such an important decision was not only said casually by Qin Yue, but also by all the younger generation present. They did not show any signs of being overly excited or dissatisfied, because Zhan Limo was very important in their hearts.    

    

If the Shengtian was gone, they could create a business group that was even bigger than the Shengtian. However, Zhan Limo was the only one in the world who couldn't be replaced by anyone else.    

    

Qin Zhan and his family were the same. Without anyone, they were not a complete family.    

    

...    

    

A few months later.    

    

Jiangbei, Bihai Manor.    

    

It was already winter, but because the Jiangbei was located in a good location, it was still sunny and sunny.    

    

Under the sunlight, a sea of flowers bloomed. At a glance, it was as beautiful as a painting, but what attracted the attention of the guests was not the sea of flowers that were as beautiful as a painting, but the three brides that were more delicate than flowers - Ji Rou, Lu Xi and Zhuang Momo.    

    

Ji Rou and Qin Yinze had been married for many years, and now they had given birth to sweetheart. Logically speaking, they should just live a good life, but Young Master Qin's heart ached for his wife. He had always thought of a suitable time to hold another wedding.    

    

Too many things had happened between Lu Xi and Qin Yinjian. The two of them, who had fallen in love with each other, had been separated for a few years because of some misunderstanding. It was love that had brought them together once again.    

    

Xiao Lulu had gotten married before they got married. Later, he also got a marriage certificate. There was only one wedding left. Second Young Master Qin had long planned to give his wife a wedding.    

    

Some people said that it was a wedding. Whether it was held or not was actually not that important. It was fine as long as the two of them truly loved each other.    

    

But in Qin Yinjian's opinion, since the wedding was just a simple formality, Then why couldn't he use a simple formality to let everyone in the world know that Lu Xi was his wife?    

    

As for the last bride-to-be, Zhuang Momo...    

    

En, this little bride was still crying till her mucus kept flowing.    

    

Seeing this, Aunt Zhuang and Zhuang Yindi were both angry and amused. "Momo, you are getting married and you are getting married in Jiangbei. In the future, when you want to go home, you can come back to visit at any time. It is not like I am selling you to Africa. How can you cry like a snot?"    

    

This daughter of theirs had a strong temper since she was young. In the past, when she was practicing martial arts, she was often injured. It was common for her to be beaten black and blue, but she did not cry. Today was obviously a happy day, but she cried like a crying person.    

    

"I know..." Zhuang Momo knew, but thinking about how she would be the daughter who would be married off in the future and return to her mother's home, she felt sour in her heart. She felt sour in her heart and her tears kept flowing.    

    

"If you know that, why are you still crying?" Zhuang Yindi rubbed Zhuang Momo's head. Her heart ached and she found it funny, "Little girl, if you continue to cry, your husband will think that I bullied you."    

    

"Why are you crying?" A mature and pleasant male voice suddenly came from the door of the room. Zhuang Momo turned around and saw Zhan Limo at the door. "You don't want to marry this young master?"    

    

Zhuang Yindi thought to herself, "It really is like Cao Cao will come."    

    

"Of course not." Zhuang Momo raised her hand to wipe her tears and gritted her teeth, "Even if you do not marry me, I will still marry you. If anyone dares to stop us from being together, I will kill them."    

    

"That's right." Zhan Limo walked a few steps to Zhuang Momo's side and gently hugged her. He lowered his head and rubbed her neck again and again. "My wife should be so domineering and powerful."    

    

"Mom and second sister are both here." Zhuang Momo pushed him but her strength was as small as an ant. She was not pushing him but rubbing against his body.    

    

Actually, she did not want to push him away at all. She wanted to hug him and never let go again.    

    

"You are already my wife. So what if I hug you?" Zhan Limo said it as if it was a matter of course. When he said this, his eyes were full of smiles, like a little child in love.    

    

"The wedding will start in a while. What do you two want to talk about? Let's talk about it first." Aunt Zhuang and Zhuang Yindi were both smart people and especially doted on Zhuang Momo. They quickly left time for the two of them and when they left, they even closed the door thoughtfully.    

    

Once Aunt Zhuang and Zhuang Yindi left, Zhuang Momo immediately took the initiative and hugged Zhan Limo's waist tightly. She called his name again and again, "Zhan Limo! Zhan Limo!"    

    

"Yes, I am!" Every time Zhuang Momo called, Zhan Limo would definitely reply. He knew that she was still afraid, so he used the simplest response to calm her down.    

    

"Zhan Limo, tell me, I am not dreaming. You really came back, and you came back safe and sound." Zhuang Momo hugged Zhan Limo tightly. Their bodies were tightly together. Only in this way could she feel his body temperature and his heartbeat. Only then would her heart feel more at ease.    

    

In the past few months, she had dreamt countless times that Zhan Limo had returned. How many times had she dreamt that he had returned safely? How many times had she despaired ever since she woke up from her dream?    

    

Every time she experienced despair, it was as if she had just walked through the gates of hell...    

    

Fortunately, he had returned safely.    

    

He said that he wanted to marry her, so he came back to fulfill his promise.    

    

"Zhuang Momo, you are not dreaming. I have come back safely to fulfill my promise to you. Yes." Zhan Limo did not explain much and just increased the strength of his hug.    

    

He knew what Zhuang Momo needed. A warm hug from him would be able to resist many of the uneasiness in her heart.    

    

"Zhan Limo, are we really going to have a wedding?" Zhuang Momo raised her head and looked at Zhan Limo with bright eyes. "It's not my dream. It's true, right?"    

    

Zhan Limo lowered his head and kissed her domineeringly. After a long time, he let go of her. "Zhuang Momo, did this kiss make you feel more real?"    

    

"Yes." Zhuang Momo nodded.    

    

His kiss was the same as the one she was familiar with. It was overbearing and gentle, but also a little sweet. It was him. It was her Zhan Limo. He really came back.    

    

It was not a dream.