You are my lovely wife

After dinner, Huo Haoran called the nanny and said, "you put away the dishes and chopsticks. After washing, you can go and have a rest."

"Yes, sir," said the nanny, and began to tidy up.

Huo Haoran took Mu Qingqing's shoulder and said contentedly, "let's go, go up and wash, and have a good rest. I'm really tired today."

"Well, I'm really tired. I can't walk anymore." Mu Qingqing said coquettishly looking at Huo Haoran, looking at him expectantly.

"Well, don't go when you're tired. I'll hold you up." he picked up Mu Qingqing and walked upstairs with a smile.

"Ah, I'm playing with you. There are still people here. Put me down quickly. Hurry up, it's too embarrassing." Mu Qingqing didn't expect Huo Haoran to really pick himself up. He blushed and patted Huo Haoran quickly, motioning him to put himself down quickly.

"Didn't you say you were tired? Why are you kidding? I shouldn't be kidding." Huo Haoran looked at Mu Qingqing with a red face, joked with her, turned around and looked at the nanny who was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, threatened and asked, "what's the matter, do you see anything?"

"No, no, I don't see anything. I'm just packing up." the nanny quickly turned her face and said, asking them to think they don't exist.

Seeing this, Mu Qing was no longer hypocritical. He directly relied on Huo Haoran's warm arms, relaxed his tired body for a day, and was carried to the room by him.

After cleaning and rinsing with Mu Qing, Huo Haoran looked at the sudden increase of furniture in the room and thought that it was something Mu Qing took out for auction. He asked curiously, "what is the origin of this furniture? Is it very important to you?"

"HMM." Mu Qingqing looked at the furniture and suddenly fell into meditation. He was silent, which made Huo Haoran feel at a loss for a moment.

"What's the matter, can you tell me its origin?" Huo Haoran looked at Mu Qingqing and asked carefully, for fear that one might accidentally touch the sad thing in her heart.

Mu Qingqing recovered, looked at Huo Haoran, saw his worried face, and quickly explained: "Nothing. You don't have to be so careful. This furniture really means a lot to me. It's the Heirloom my mother got when my parents were engaged. Maybe it's just a good looking furniture in other people's eyes, but it's really significant to me."

"Since you cherish it so much, why donate it? Aren't you afraid of being bought by others and won't you regret it in the future?" Huo Haoran didn't expect that Mu Qingqing's mother handed down this furniture to her. He was very puzzled about her donating the furniture.

"It means a lot to me, but in my hand, it's just a piece of furniture, and it's of little use. Instead, donating it can get a lot of money to help those children in need. Isn't it more meaningful? What can I regret? Besides, didn't you buy it back, and it will still be mine in the future." Mu Qingqing explained to Huo Haoran, saying that the sweetness in his heart could not be covered up, and all showed on his face.

Huo Haoran was very happy when she heard what she said, and said, "it seems that you guessed that I would take pictures of your things, didn't you? So, this is what you wanted to send to me. Don't you want to take it as a token of love?"

"No, don't be amorous." Mu Qing blushed and explained.

However, Huo Haoran completely ignored her denial, shook his head, looked at her and said, "the love token you gave me is really different!"

Mu Qingqing looked at him speechless. He just felt that he didn't seem to know the man in front of him. The changes after his predecessors were really great. He said helplessly, "forget it, whatever you think, I'm sleeping and I'm tired."

With that, Mu Qingqing fell asleep.

Huo Haoran looked at the little man lying beside him. He only felt that he was the happiest person in the world. Meeting her was the best gift God gave him.

He tidied up Mu Qingqing's quilt, covered it for her and held her in his arms, but he couldn't sleep. He kept thinking: since I received Qingqing's love token, I should buy something for her as a love token. What should I buy? I should buy something Qingqing likes!

However, after thinking for a long time, he was very discouraged. He didn't know what Mu Qingqing liked. He tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep.

The next morning, he got up early, collected and sorted out all kinds of materials about Mu Qingqing, and understood all her things again, but he still got nothing, and still didn't know what Mu Qingqing liked.

Suddenly he felt that he was a failure. He didn't know anything about the people he loved. He didn't know her preferences at all, let alone disgust. When he wanted to give her some gifts, he didn't know what to give to make her happy.

In desperation, Huo Haoran can only call Mu Qingqing's good friend Xiao Yue and want to ask her about Mu Qingqing's preferences.

"Well, I know you are Qingqing's good friend, right?" Huo Haoran doesn't know how to speak. Anyway, Mu Qingqing is his own bedside person, but it's really hard to ask others to know her preferences.

"Yes, what's the matter? Just tell me what you have!" Xiao Yue was very confused about Huo Haoran's sudden call to herself. Seeing that he was so hesitant, she asked directly.

Huo Haoran saw that Xiao Yue had said so directly and was no longer vague. He directly asked, "do you know what Qingqing likes?"

"Don't you know what Qingqing likes? You don't even have to ask others about this. You should know this kind of thing best, don't you?" Xiao Yue didn't expect Huo Haoran to ask himself this question, so she felt that Mu Qingqing was a little worthless. People who live with themselves every day don't know what they like. It's really not a good thing.

"I can't help it. I think I've worked hard to understand her, but she really doesn't want to show some things. I want to give her a love token. Just help me think about what to give her so that she can like it?" Huo Haoran has no way. He is powerless to ask Xiao Yue to help himself.

"Er..." Xiao Yue knew his purpose and helped him think about it. Suddenly, she also felt very difficult: "I think Qingqing doesn't like it. She seems to only like reading!"