My Husband, Warm The Bed

Jian Ran felt that the heavens had only been testing her, allowing her to see a rainbow after experiencing a storm.

Her mother and Qin Yue were the two most beautiful rainbows she had ever seen after going through a storm.

In the future life, he would have a mother, a husband, and maybe even have a few children. He was very happy just thinking about this scene.

Compared to Jian Ran, Qin Yue's heart was not only filled with excitement, he was also filled with all kinds of emotions …

Before, he had no shortage of women who threw themselves into his arms, but for those women, he had never had any intention of falling in love or getting married.

Only Jian Ran was different to him. He married her and brought her home, but in reality, she had kept her by his side. He had even labeled her with Qin Yue's exclusive label so that he could take care of her in the open.

But why take good care of her?

During this time, Qin Yue had thought about it seriously, but he could not think of an answer. Maybe it was because the tenacity deep down in her bones attracted him.

But today, he finally understood that to him, Jian Ran was different from other women. Not only did he want to love, he also wanted to love Jian Ran.

Like this evening, he was really becoming his wife.

At this moment, she was quietly lying beside him, and the breath she exhaled was slow and gentle … Just by looking at her, the happiness in Qin Yue's heart slowly expanded.

It had only been a few days in his life, and to have someone he wanted to live his entire life by his side was indeed an ordinary but romantic thing.

The next day.

When Jian Ran woke up, the sky was already bright. She moved his body a little, as if his entire body had been run over by a car.

"Hiss —" She frowned and let out a painful groan.

"He woke up." The man dressed as usual and sitting by the window, reading a newspaper, turned his head and looked at her.

"Yes." Jian Ran replied gloomily.

How could this man be so calm? It was as if the person who had been close to her the night before was not him.

Qin Yue walked over, extended his hand and touched her face, staring at her with deep eyes: "If you feel uncomfortable, then don't get up. Today, I will be resting at home. I will get a nurse to take care of my mother-in-law. "

After last night, for some reason, the moment Qin Yue got close, his heart started to beat faster, and his face reddened, he was unable to say a single word, "…"

Qin Yue said again: "About last night, I am very sorry!"

Sorry?

Why did he say the word 'sorry'?

Jian Ran's heart went cold, and had a feeling that she couldn't explain it, but Qin Yue quickly gave her a reply, causing her mood to instantly brighten up.

He said, "It hurt you."

Jian Ran, "..."

So that's what he meant. Could you not say it now? It made her feel embarrassed.

The key thing was that the man could speak with a serious face, as if he were talking to her about business, not private things between the two of them.

Jian Ran reached out and pinched his waist: "Big bad guy."

Last night, she had mustered her courage to take the initiative. Today, when she woke up, especially when she thought about her initiative last night, she was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to hide in.

Did he want to embarrass her to death by saying such ambiguous words?

Last night she had been as wild as a kitten, and now she was too shy to look up, much less meet his gaze.

Seeing her embarrassed look, Qin Yue couldn't help but chuckle quietly, and then lowered his head to kiss her red cheeks: "Then it's a deal, today we will rest at home, I'll go get some food for you."

"No." Jian Ran pulled at the corner of his clothes, and looked at him eagerly: "Mr. Qin, I want you to hug me for a bit."

She wished she had slept in his arms when she woke up this morning, instead of, as usual, sitting calmly by the window reading the newspaper, as if nothing had happened the night before.

"Yes." Qin Yue carried her and took a sniff of her scent.

Jian Ran moved in his embrace and said in a low voice, "Mr. Qin, you have to hug Mrs. Qin like this every morning from now on."

"Alright." Qin Yue replied softly, his eyes filled with an unrelenting tenderness.