Husband and Wife Are of the Same Mind

Wen Qing + Han Luo

Wen Qing never thought that he would marry Han Luo, no matter which aspect, he never thought about it.

But now, he was sitting quietly in a new room full of joy, all dressed in red, listening to the lively sounds of the front yard.

It is a lie to say that it is not nervous. Since the marriage of the two was finalized, Wenqing has not fallen asleep peacefully one night, counting the days and preparing day by day, and now he has finally finished visiting the hall and getting married. .

"You are also true, why did you get your third brother drunk!"

There was a rough noise outside the door, Wen Qing recognized that it was Han Luo's second brother.

"Second cousin, you are too free to say this, we can see clearly, and you can count the most!"

"That's it!"

With the buzzing noises, Wen Qing stood up and looked at the door of the room nervously.

"You continue to drink, I'm fine."

Wen Qing's familiar voice sounded slowly, and after a while outside the door, the extra people pushed and shouted and left, and then the door was opened.

Han Luo in the same red suit stood outside the door, unlike Wen Qing’s slightly thin body. Although Han Luo was tall and thin, he couldn’t bear his big skeleton and solid flesh on his body. The red suit was worn on He is really handsome and upright.

Wenqing is not bad, he is already very good, and the red dress makes him more elegant.

Wen Qing became more nervous when the other party saw him, and for a long time he asked dryly: "Drunk?"

Han Luo covered the turbulence deep in his eyes, nodded slowly, and then stepped out of his long legs, staggering towards Wen Qing's direction.

Wen Qing hurriedly stepped forward and sat on the stool with his support, then poured a cup of tea to Han Luo.

Han Luo curled his lips and looked at the tea cup in front of him, stretched out his slightly trembling hand and shook it in front of Wen Qing, "I, I can't hold it firmly."

Wen Qing glanced suspiciously at the other's hand, and finally fed Han Luo himself.

Han Luo didn't deceive Wenqing, he was really drunk, but even if he was so drunk, he just couldn't control his limbs, and his mind was sober.

After drinking three cups of tea, Han Luo shook his head, then closed his eyes and was silent for a moment. Wen Qing could only see that his forehead was slowly covered with fine sweat, just when he wanted to ask what was going on. Han Luo opened his eyes, and the drunkenness in his eyes was more than half less.

"Washing?" Wen Qing asked dryly again, who really didn't know how to relieve her tension.

Han Luo smiled and nodded, Wen Qing hurriedly stood up and found a clean coat for Han Luo...

When Han Luo washed and entered the house, Wen Qing's nervous heart had calmed down a lot, and she smiled at Han Luo: "You didn't lie to me again, right?"

Han Luo buttoned the door and shook his head quickly when he heard the words, "I said that day, I will never lie to you in the future."

Wen Qing's face was hot, and he didn't say much.

Han Luo saw his face turned crimson, and when he looked at his hand clenched into a fist, he suddenly reacted. It turned out that his new husband was shy.

Han Luo still understands the reason why the iron is hot. He quickly poured a glass of wine and sat down on the bed. Then he threw the drink aside and pulled the person to his side and hugged him tightly... (Unspeakable)

With the soreness of the body after waking up the next day, Wen Qing remembered the madness of last night. The person beside him had already got up, and now he was sitting aside with his head supported by his hands, and his eyes softly looked at him.

Wen Qing blinked, and the originally sluggish eyes slowly returned to their previous ones, "Why are you looking at me?"

Han Luo pursed his mouth and smiled, his originally stern face became a little more tender.

"nice."

Wen Qing was stunned by the smile on the other's face, then turned his head and began to sweep elsewhere in the room, causing the people around him to smile again.

After getting married, both Han Luo and the Han family have nothing to say to Wen Qinghao, especially Han Luo, who treats him like a treasure in the palm of his hand.

When returning to the door, Wen Ah did catch Wen Qing and ask questions, and Wen Qing didn't know how to answer some of the questions.

They stayed at Wen's house for one night, and when they left the next day, they ran into Tang Feng and Lin Yu on the road.

The four said something, and they separated.

Lin Yu watched the carriage leave before turning to Tang Feng and said, "Next time we go to see my brother in the county town, let's go see Wenqing and the others."

Tang Feng nodded and drove the ox cart to the village.

In the end, Han Luo did not return to the yamen as a errand, but became an **** in the escort. Sometimes he took a business from a distant place. It took two months to come back after going out. Even if Wen Qing was worried, he could only wait for him to return home safely.

Xu Ye has a heart, and Han Luo can’t see Wen Qing worrying about him. It happened that the martial arts master of the **** board went home to enjoy his old age, so Han Luo took the position of the other party and became a martial arts coach in the **** board. Later, he began to recruit students throughout the county. Wu's disciple has become a famous martial arts master in the county.

One day, when the two were walking on the street, Wen Qing suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?"

Han Luo immediately asked Wen Qing when he saw the difference on the face of Wen Qing beside him.

Wen Qing raised his hand and touched his hot eyebrows, and the corners of his lips curled up, "Our child is here."

Han Luo was taken aback for a while, but he didn't react for a while, "Huh?"

The curvature of Wen Qing's lips became bigger and bigger.

"go home."

Han Luo opened his mouth and stood there watching husband Lang's leisurely back. The joy in his heart immediately covered his whole body like vines. He chased Wenqing, and said repeatedly: "Let's find the doctor to take a look at his body. Then go home."

Wen Qing did not refuse, allowing Han Luo, who was nervous and delighted, to take him by the hand and walk towards the drugstore.

After receiving the news that Wen Qing was pregnant, Tang Fenglinyu and Lin Wen both came to visit with gifts, and the big guys also gathered together and had a good time.

Wen Qing's first child was surprisingly smooth, and it didn't make him suffer any more. Han Luo, who had eaten, slept soundly, and caused excessive tension, reported Wen Qing's situation to Tang Feng every other time, for fear of abnormality.

"I heard that eldest brother has always liked to eat sweet and sour things when he was pregnant with Doudou, but I bought some sweet and sour food for my husband yesterday, but he doesn't like them. Will this be a problem?"

After listening to Han Luo's words, Tang Feng's mouth twitched, and he wanted to blast people out immediately! He came to ask some inexplicable questions at intervals, causing him to start to doubt whether he was a doctor or a psychological mentor!

"no problem!"

Han Luo didn't seem to hear Tang Feng's answer that he was about to collapse, and he still wondered worriedly why Wen Qing couldn't eat the sweet and sour food.

After the tense and expectant pregnancy in October, the little soft child was born. Whether it was the tired Wenqing, or Han Luo who was a little overwhelmed by holding the child for the first time, he felt a strange feeling.

This is their child, the extension of their blood, the crystallization of their love.

"Looks really good."

Youngest Han looked at the sleeping child rare.

"Yes, it looks like a husband Lang."

Han Luo hung his head and kissed the tender face of the child softly.

But soon, Wen Qing felt dissatisfaction from Han Luo.

As Han Luo's emotions did not converge, but instead he exuded the emotions heavier and heavier. Looking at the little brother whose eyebrows became more and more refined after the full moon, Wen Qing's heart was a little sinking, "You don't like your brother. Son?"

Han Luo was stunned when he heard the words, and then he understood, he quickly said: "How come! As long as it is our children, I love it."

Wen Qing heaved a sigh of relief, rolled her eyes, turned her back to Han Luo and asked in a lower voice, "Are you suspecting that the twin brothers are not our children?"

Han Luo almost gave himself a big mouth when he heard that, he hugged Wenqing in a hug, "Why? I just think that since you have two brothers, you have paid attention to him. I, I'm jealous. ."

Wen Qing almost bit her tongue when she heard it, "What are you talking about? This is our child. Eat, why are you jealous."

"I don't know either," the voice from behind became more and more dull, "I got caught in the rain today, you didn't ask if I had a cold."

Wen Qing turned around angrily and funny, "Didn't I let you soak in a hot bath and cook **** soup for you to drink?"

Han Luo put his forehead against Wen Qing's, and after staring at him for a while, he whispered softly.

"Well, in fact, I am not satisfied that every time I am about to enter your body, my twin brothers either urinate or cried or cried hungry. I can't take it anymore. It's just the eighth time!"

Wen Qing flushed with a handsome face, and in the next month let Han Luo "get his wish" as a monk.

As for how Han Luo "returns the vulgarity," I won't go into details.

In the third year, their second little brother was born. This time, Wen Qing suffered enough. Fortunately, he gave birth safely. But Han Luo was no longer willing to let Wen Qing suffer for him, so the two of them Only had two children.

As the years go by, as the children grow up little by little, and then find the other half to have a home of their own, Wenqing and Han Luo are no longer young, but even though the years have taken away their years, It can't take away the love between them.

"Snowing."

The hair was a little gray, Wen Qing with the traces of time in the corner of her eyes looked at the white snow outside the window and whispered softly.

A pair of trembling hands gently put the black cloak on him, "You can't stand the cold, please close the window."

Han Luo's originally straight back was bent a lot, and his face looked older than Wen Qing, after all, he was several years older than Wen Qing.

Wen Qing pulled the cloak on her body, shook the opponent's no longer youthful hand with her backhand, and smiled: "I'll just look at it. The two brothers are coming over today, and I have to make plum pastry for them."

Han Luo was happy when he heard the words, "I don't add sugar to my portion, it tastes good."

"good."

Wen Qing's voice was a bit astringent. Not long ago, Han Luo had a serious illness. Had it not been for Tang Feng, he would have almost gone. He managed to get better, but he couldn't even eat his favorite plum cake. Can smell and drink some soft and thin porridge.

"What are you afraid of, I am here," Han Luo embraced Wen Qing in his arms and closed his eyes in a whisper, "I can't bear to leave you."

The corner of Wen Qing's eyes was sour, and he buried himself deeper.

This man who has cared for his life, even if he is old, he can't bear to let him go alone.

Han Shuang and Tang Muyu stood quietly outside the door with their two children, watching a pair of old people hug each other tightly, they both held each other's hands tightly.