Moving is a troublesome thing, and many things have to be slowly added and organized.

Yu Zhile and Xia Zhenyue were happy. They worked hard all day and didn't feel too tired. Seeing that they gradually looked like they were home, they were still very happy.

After all, this is a place to start living together. At least in college, this will be their home.

The girl was careful, and Yu Zhile realized how comfortable it was to have a wife.

He only needs to be responsible for physical transportation, and she can handle the remaining trivialities properly.

Looking at this old house and the girl who was busy in the house, Yu Zhile felt gentle. Living like this for the rest of her life was probably her greatest pursuit.

"Xiaoyue, where is this rice?"

Yu Zhile carried thirty kilograms of rice upstairs, and Xia Zhengyue had already packed a plastic box for storing rice.

"Put it here."

Yu Zhile took out the scissors, she took it, skillfully cut the rope of the rice bag, and gently pulled it, and the rope was untied smoothly.

"Can you still cut the rope like this? I used to choose slowly."

"Cut off the rope and it will fall off as soon as you pull it."

The girl picked up the rice bag with great force and poured the rice into the rice storage box. The box was filled. She tied the leftover rice with a rope and put it in a dry place.

She has long been very skilled in these housework.

There are almost everything you should have in the kitchen, and you can cook at home next time.

This is how you live in your new home. If you buy a little more today and buy a little more tomorrow, you will gradually become a complete home.

In the past, this process was created by my parents, but now it falls on the two young people. It feels interesting at the same time, as if I have suddenly grown up.

Xue Meier wandered around the house curiously, looking around, running into Yu Zhile's room, running into Xia Zhengyue's room, or jumping onto the balcony, and looking at their school curiously.

The balcony was planted with flowers, and several pots of soil were very fresh, and the white garlic cloves appeared.

The kitten used his claws to dig out a piece of garlic, smelled it, wrinkled its nose, and hid it back to smooth the soil.

Shaking off the soil on his claws, Xue Meier jumped off the balcony and walked into the house with her big tail raised.

At the kitchen door, I saw the two people in the kitchen hugging each other with shamelessness, so I simply sat down at the door, and the kitten wanted to see how long they could hold them.

The cat's face is solemn.

Sure enough, there is a big secret to moving out. I don’t see them at home dare to hug them like this.

Yu Zhile hugged her waist, hugged her from behind, pressed her palm against her lower abdomen, and her chin against her shoulders. Her expression seemed very satisfied, and the two were still shaking.

"Wife."

He shouted softly in her ear.

Xia Zhengyue trembled for a moment, and her little face that could be seen in the naked eye turned red, and she felt a numb feeling. She went from her ears to her heart. Even her hands that were filling the seasoning jar trembled, shaking the salt into the sugar.

"You're talking nonsense again..."

Xia Zhenyue said angrily, this was the first time he had been so shameless and called her wife without any excuses.

Especially in such a "home" atmosphere, when he shouted his wife, Xia Zhenyue felt so happy that she was about to take off on the spot.

"This is home, then aren't you my wife?"

"You can only shout like this after you get a certificate."

"Then we will get the certificate when we are old." Yu Zhile said without hesitation.

The girl in her arms put down the seasoning jar in her hand, she turned around, and Yu Zhile's hand was carried from her lower abdomen to her waist. She leaned slightly against the kitchen counter, and the boy pressed towards her.

After a while, it was not until the kitten at the door was about to turn into a dog that the two of them separated.

"Have you ever dreamed of such a scene?" Yu Zhile asked.

"How about it?"

"that's all."

"I, I don't remember."

The girl lowered her head, her shy expression and thumping heartbeat could not prove her innocence.

Like him, she had dreamt of such a scene, having a home with him, and the two of them were decorating every corner of the home together, and he was hugged from behind in the kitchen.

Even though I am not a couple now, I have already experienced the feeling of becoming a couple with him in advance.

"Or why you want to call me husband and try it? Maybe you will dream of the same dream as me tonight." Yu Zhile bewitched.

"No."

"Call it."

"Mei'er is watching, it knows..."

Hey, I still have a scene to appear?

Xue Meier was stunned for a moment and looked at the kitchen door for a long time, so she stood up sensibly and stretched.

“Meow wow.”

It seemed as if he had no interest at all, he turned around and left.

Then in a corner where they could not see, Xue Meier hid beside the wall, her ear against the wall, and continued to eavesdrop on curiously.

The girl stood on tiptoe and pressed her mouth against his ears, calling him with the softest and sweetest voice

"Husband~"

This sound made Yu Zhile scream.

While he was stunned, Xia Zhengyue hurried away and ran to her room.

Looking up at herself in the mirror, her eyebrows and eyes became softer. She just felt her face hot, but she didn't expect that after looking at the mirror, she realized that it was so red.

This won't work!

I feel like I'll get pregnant sooner or later before getting married!

"I'll take you back to close the store later, why don't you stay here tonight?" Yu Zhile stood at the door of her room.

"I won't stay here until night," said Xia Zhengyue.

It was okay during the day, but at night, she was really afraid that she would not be able to control her and ruin him.

Yu Zhile did not stop Xia Zhenyue from tidying up a room and staying in her own room. Anyway, she would definitely sleep together at that time. It would be better for her to tidy up a room. When her parents come to check the room occasionally, it can also be said that Xia Zhenyue usually slept in this room.

Couldn't she think so, right?

It's really a heart-to-heart relationship, Xiaoyue.

"Okay, I'll take you back to my parents' home tonight, and I'll stay alone in the empty room." Yu Zhile sighed.

"What are you going back to your parents' home..."

"You just shouted."

"I don't."

Xia Zhenyue brought the key and hugged Xue Meier and went downstairs with him.

When I returned to the shop, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. When Fang Ru saw her daughter coming back, she was relieved and almost thought that they had just moved out and would not come back tonight.

Falling in love is a matter for two people, and getting married is a matter for two families. Generally speaking, both parties have met each other's parents, and the other's parents have a good impression of themselves, so basically there will be no big problems with getting married.

After sending her back, Yu Zhile drove the car back to the store and returned it to her cousin, riding her little sheep back to the old house.

Xia Zhengyue was not here, and the original smell of home disappeared immediately. Only with her was the home. If she was not here, she would be just a residence.

Turn on the computer and continue to organize the outline of his new novel. He originally finished the book at the end of last month and had a preliminary conception of the new novel. If you want to live a good life in the future, you still have to work harder.

Yu Zhile originally wanted to buy a car, but considering that her mother's surgery didn't know how much it would cost, she kept it. Only Fang Ru could he and her let go of all the knots in her heart.

But no matter what, he will definitely marry Xia Zhenyue.

He was alone at home, quiet until the last character fell on the keyboard, and he stood up to the balcony to take a breather.

Pick up the watering can and spray some water onions in the flower pot to moisten it.

I took a shower and washed my clothes in the washing machine.

Yu Zhile was wearing shorts, shirtless upper body, got into the quilt, turned off the light, and hugged the soft quilt.

Still not as soft as her.

How great it would be if I could sleep with my fragrant and soft body every night.

...

She wiped her mother's body and used a towel to help her dry her washed hair. Xia Zhengyue stood behind her and slowly blew her hair with a hair dryer.

Fang Rushi had long hair in the past, but after something happened, she always had short hair that was as close as her ears. Xia Zhengyue usually helped her cut her hair.

She used a handful of broken hair cuts, which was very bad at the beginning. Fang Ru didn't mind, and she didn't mind beauty or ugliness. Now that so many years have passed, Xia Zhengyue has become more and more accomplicated in cutting her hair short.

"Mom, why don't you grow long hair?" Xia Zhenyue asked, looking at her mother in the mirror.
To be continued...