Chapter 4617: Dance with the wind (86)

Huang Qingwu was very excited. This was the first time she had eaten Han Yichu's food, whether it was Qianchen or now.
Huang Qingwu couldn't help but bit into his mouth.
Huang Qingwu ate and chewed, with tears in her eyes, shining brightly.
Han Yichu has been watching Huang Qingwu all the time, seeing her mood is not right, and asked worriedly: "What's wrong?"
Huang Qingwu shook his head, "It's fine, it's delicious."
Han Yichu was relieved. "If it's delicious, eat more. If you want to eat later, I will make it for you."
Huang Qingwu felt himself blessed.
She found that the same dumplings, but each person's taste is different.
The dumplings made by my father are also delicious, but the ones made by Han Yichu are also delicious, with different feelings and different tastes.
Anyway, she likes to eat.
Although Huang Qingwu had eaten dinner, he had no appetite at that time and did not eat much.
It's really a lot to eat dumplings, and it's a little bit more supportive.
After dinner, it was a little late, and Huang Qingwu went back to the bedroom to lie down.
When she was about to sleep, she felt the bed sinking. She suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the light outside. It was Han Yichu.
Huang Qingwu's heart almost jumped out.
She didn't expect Han Yichu to come to her bedroom.
Han Yichu had already made his own psychological preparations when he was ready to start a good dance with Huang Qingwu.
Huang Qingwu was silent for a long while and said: "At the beginning, you don't have to force yourself."
When Han Yichu heard this sentence, he sighed sadly. He turned to face Huang Qingwu and said: "I didn't force myself. We are now husband and wife. Do you sleep with me?"
Huang Qingwu's eyes lighted up, nodded, and said softly: "Well."
Hearing her agreement, Han Yichu slowly reached out and hugged Huang Qingwu in his arms.
The moment Han Yichu embraced Huang Qingwu in his arms, his heart really had a sense of familiarity and satisfaction.
It seems to be the case.
Huang Qingwu smelled the smell of Han Yichu's body, it was a long-lost clean fragrance, and she was most familiar with it.
She felt the warmth in his arms, listening to his soft breath, Huang Qingwu's eyes were wet again.
Han Yichu held Huang Qingwu, and he couldn't sleep either. Huang Qingwu's delicate posture and her fragrant smell all made him feel good.
He felt his chest slightly moist and his body shook, "Dancing, are you crying?"
Huang Qingwu didn't speak, she was afraid that she would choked with a voice.
But Han Yichu could feel wrong. He turned on the bedside lamp and lifted Huang Qingwu's chin. Sure enough, she saw her eyes red and moist.
Han Yichu's eyes shattered and shivered, reaching out to wipe away tears for Huang Qingwu, "Tell me, why did you cry?"
Huang Qingwu couldn't tell why he cried.
Waking up from sleep, waking up from the past, she has been waiting for this embrace for a long time.
"I just want to be held in bed all the time."
"Okay, hug you to sleep in the future, as long as you don't cry."
Huang Qingwu looked at Han Yichu's soft eyebrows, thinking that he had been so gentle to Helianman once, and his heart was sour again.
She felt she was greedy.
She should be content. She will occupy Han Yichu's heart and all positions in her heart.
Huang Qingwu looked at Han Yichu deeply and said, "The position in your heart will only be given to me in the future, okay?"
Han Yichu shuddered, and then he suddenly remembered Helian Man.
He didn't want to deceive the Emperor Qingwu, he could only say: "Dancing, give me time, okay?"
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