Chief, Love for you is wrong

This grass ring has no superfluous style. It's such an ordinary grass woven ring. It's simple and concise. She raised her left hand and her left hand kept touching the ring at her ring finger, again and again.

The heart, nose, eyes, mouth, ears, heart, stomach, liver, spleen, lung, triple energizer, bladder and inside are full of thick moving and bubbling, which is gradually expanding and getting bigger, making people soft and numb.

Tears began to fall on your hands, drop by drop, falling on the back of your hands, splashing, dizzy with one shallow spray after another, gorgeous and beautiful.

Wen Jili raised his hand, buttoned the back of her head, gently raised Qin Jing's head, kissed her tears away, stroked her face with his right hand, and pitifully wiped away the tears, "well, don't cry. Let's go back to dinner, huh?"

Qin Jing sucked the water from her nose and wanted to speak, but she was moved and choked. Her throat was blocked and speechless.

Had to use a strong nasal sound "um", gently nodded his head, let the man's five fingers gently insert into the fingers of her five fingers, ten fingers tightly, palm close to palm, and slowly led her to the old house.

As soon as he returned to the old house, he was afraid that the ring would lose money if people looked at it more. Qin Jing immediately went back to the bedroom, found an exquisite box to pack it, and put it into his small satchel with the box. He muttered that he had to find time to let the master keep the ring in a vacuum. Otherwise, if he put it like this, it would turn yellow and bad.

When he went down to the hall again, Wen Shuang handed Qin Jing a picture scroll, "sister-in-law, this is cousin Yanshi's. When my parents and I sent invitations to Fu's house, cousin Yanshi gave them. He said he wished you a happy wedding. Maybe he was on a business trip abroad when you got married. If he couldn't come back, he would give you a wedding gift first."

Qin Jing and Wen Jili looked at each other and took over the wedding gift from Fu Yanshi in doubt. Her identity was a little different. She opened the picture scroll in front of everyone.

With a white background, the whole painting is simple and simple, only a bunch of lifelike tulips, his special seal in the lower right corner, and his autograph.

In addition, it is a simple inscription on the side, with four magnificent characters, [Zeng jingcanghai], without punctuation.

Four words can be regarded as saying that Fu Yanshi has been sad and difficult about his feelings with Qin Jing for so long.

The sea is hard to water, Wushan is not a cloud.

Unfortunately, many times, when people write these big words on paper and know how to regret, they often regret the days after losing [Canghai] and [Wushan].

Ignoring the four meaningful words, Qin Jingyang raised the picture scroll and smiled at Wen Shuang, "tulip, the representative word is, I wish you happiness. Fu Yanshi is a little thoughtful about giving this wedding gift. The flowers under the pen and ink will never fade, which is my blessing that will never fade."

She rolled up the picture, tied it with silk thread again, and handed it to Wen Jili next to her generously and naturally. "I'm going to have soup. You'll put the wedding gifts you gave us together."

Wen Jili took over the picture scroll, raised his hand and rubbed Qin Jing's head. His lips drew a light smile, "fool, I'm not so stingy. It's just a picture."

Qin Jing glanced at him and replied angrily, "I'm so stingy, all right!" the implication is that next time if you receive a wedding gift from so and so, remember to turn it in to me and have a look at it for me first, huh ~ ~?

Wen Jili only smiled and put the picture scroll with deep meaning together with the wedding gifts given to them by others. In a pile of wedding gifts, this simple and plain picture axis is only plain and simple.

Just like it, it is the best place for this blessing.