The next morning, Ju Wuze woke up when he was getting up, and couldn't help but cover his head. He drank a lot of alcohol with his colleagues last night, and now his head is a little uncomfortable.

An Nan was awakened by his noise, but she still didn't want to get up. She closed her eyes and threw herself into Ju Wuze's arms and said vaguely: "I remember you rest today. Husband, don't get up so early, so sleep with me for a while."

Ju Wuze felt two soft objects pressing on him, and immediately forgot about his discomfort in his head, became more awake, and he also straightened his presence with high fighting spirit.

He was both painful and happy. He was an adult man. However, since he was injured and lost his memory, although he had slept in the same bed as An Nan, he had not had any skin contact with her. He had forgotten whether he had ever had it before. So as a normal man, he was naturally distracted and his whole body became hot as he was touched by the woman he liked.

He wanted to reach out to touch An Nan's soft body, but he was not very brave and a little shy. After all, in his limited memory now, he was still a boy (in fact, he was too)!

So he could only lie straight, feeling An Nan's soft and warm body temperature, and did not dare to move, for fear of disturbing her.

And this kind of warm and soft jade-wrapped experience that cannot move is really a torture for him, a man with a strong spirit, but he enjoys this torture quite a bit...

But the younger brother, who was unwilling to be ignored, angrily showed his existence and refused to give up. Ju Wuze was both distressed and happy. He was looking forward to An Nan lying on him for a while, and wanted her to get up quickly and let him take a cool shower and calm down. It was really contradictory.

An Nan didn't know that Ju Wuze had thought so much in her mind. She only felt that the person under her was not moving, so she couldn't help but reach out and touch it randomly, trying to make sure that the person was still there.

Unexpectedly, the fire on Ju Wuze's body burned even more vigorously.

After sleeping at night, his clothes were already messy, and An Nan touched his hands randomly. He didn't know where he touched it. He felt a piece of warm and smooth skin. He felt it felt good, so he touched it again and again...

"Well..." Ju Wuze couldn't help but moan, unable to bear it, and suddenly grabbed An Nan's hand of trouble and said hatefully: "Don't make trouble!"

"What?" An Nan was restricted from his hands and was immediately dissatisfied and asked vaguely.

Ju Wuze couldn't stand it anymore. He turned over and pressed her down. He held her face and blocked her mouth. He stuck his flexible tongue in and danced with her little tongue...

After a hot kiss, An Nan finally woke up.

Ju Wuze stared at her with a gaze that wanted to be fond of others for a while before he strengthened his willpower and turned over and got up.

An Nan could not let him take advantage of it and run away. She stretched out one foot and stopped him in his arms, saying with a charming look: "Husband, I'm going to get up too..."

Ju Wuze held her delicate and small jade feet, preventing her from teasing his abdominal muscles with her toes mischievously. Her throat slid, and said, "Then you get up with me."

"I want you to get up! I just thought it was the reward for taking advantage of me just now." An Nan said softly to him, his beautiful big eyes were as beautiful as autumn water, and he looked at him with affection.

Ju Wuze immediately surrendered to Meise: "Okay."

He picked up the snow-white socks, held the small and delicate foot, and clumsyly helped her put it on.

It was difficult to put on both feet socks, and Ju Wuze's forehead was already sweating. This was not tired, but enduring desire and enduring it.

Poor man, if he wants to be Liu Xiahui, he must have endurance.

After Ju Wuze served An Nan, wearing shoes and socks, he also helped her dress happily, as if she was playing with a rag doll, dressing An Nan freshly and curiously, without any impatientness, unwilling to give up, and not worried that she would be said to be indulging in the pleasure of a woman, without great ambitions, but instead enjoyed it.

Seeing that he was so considerate and meticulous, An Nan happily served him during breakfast. After the couple finished their breakfast, they went to pay their respects to the old lady sweetly.

When the old lady saw that they were in love, she looked at each other from time to time and was sweet. She was so happy that she couldn't see her teeth. She kept saying "Okay", and even suggested that she let her grandson take An Nan to the suburbs for an autumn outing while she was resting.

Of course An Nan was looking forward to being able to go out for fun, and Ju Wuze agreed, but he had not forgotten to call his elder brother and sister-in-law.

So the couple took a carriage out of the city to visit the place of fun.

Since Ju Wuze fell and injured his head, his family members dared not let him ride a horse, so he sat in the carriage with An Nan.

"Madam, have you put on the Bu Yao I gave you?" Ju Wuze asked when he saw the familiar beautiful Bu Yao on An Nan's head, with a light curl of the corners of his lips.

"Of course I have to wear the gift I gave me, otherwise wouldn't I let my husband down?" An Nan was very good at saying good things.

Ju Wuze really smiled more clearly. He looked at the buyao again and again with satisfaction, thinking that it was particularly good. He thought that his vision was so good that he would choose one of them best for his wife.

As he looked at it, he suddenly thought of a question: "Madam, I've given you a gift. Should you also send me a gift?"

An Nan was immediately stopped by him, then laughed and said, "Okay, what do you like for your husband? Why don't I give you a jade hairpin?" She asked tentatively.

Ju Wuze shook his head, looked at the delicate little purse on An Nan's waist, and then the elegant and unique handkerchief on her hand, and said suggestively: "I prefer what my wife makes."

An Nan's face froze. She understood what Ju Wuze meant, but neither she nor the original owner, the female red one was good. These beautiful purses and handkerchiefs were embroidered by the maid, and she had never embroidered them into one.

"Husband, my girl is not good..." She said to Ju Wuze pitifully, "I don't know how to make shoes, clothes, and the embroidered things are ugly."

Ju Wuze smiled at her gently and said, "It's okay, I don't want you to make clothes and shoes for me. I just need to embroider some small objects. Don't worry, as long as it is embroidered by you, I like it no matter how ugly it looks."

An Nan was in tears. She was clumsy. Even if she was just embroidering a small handkerchief or a small purse, she didn't know how many needle holes it would take to embroider it.

An Nan wanted to do something, so he just bought a gift for him. But when he saw his look of anticipation, he thought that he was really good to him recently, so he had to bear the pain and promise to embroider something for him.

When Ju Wuze heard her agree, he was so happy that his eyes and eyebrows were filled with smiles.
Chapter completed!