Ditsy Wife: Mysterious Husband is Unfathomable

She spent more than an hour cleaning herself, and after the end, she felt completely new and relaxed.

She put on a brand new shirt and trousers and walked out of the bathroom.

Sheng Lingren's hair was already dry, and she stood up when she saw her: "I just forgot to buy a hair dryer. I asked that person to buy it. You can dry your hair first."

Yu Qinghuan was grateful and said, "Thank you."

"...Don't say thank you." He whispered, feeling a little lack of confidence in his heart.

She said that her family's family background is much higher than that of the Sheng family. Now that they are out, the things they face are much more complicated. Probably, her family would not agree with them.

Thinking of this, his calm emotions surged, as if to become a demon and devour him.

He hurriedly said: "Sit down, I'll help you blow!"

Yu Qinghuan nodded and sat on the bed sideways.

He reached out tremblingly, grabbed a strand of his wet hair, and turned on the hairdryer...

...

After drying, he asked: "Are you sleeping now?"

"Go to sleep first, take advantage of the safety here, recharge your energy first." Yu Qinghuan said.

He nodded and looked at the open space beside the bed.

Yu Qinghuan said: "The ground is so dirty, don't sleep there anymore. Now that the kids are there, are you still shy?"

"I..." He blushed, "I'm not shy, I'm afraid of you..."

He paused, and asked depressed: "Why are you not shy?"

Yu Qinghuan said quietly: "In that dream, I lived almost a hundred years old, but those experiments kept me from getting old. There are a group of suitors wherever I go, and I have forgotten what shyness is."

Sheng Lingren looked at her blankly, always feeling that she was telling an incredible story.

However, he believed her somehow.

He reached out and put her in his arms, and whispered: "Wake up from the dream, that kind of thing won't happen."

"Ok."

He suddenly asked: "Isn't it good not to be old? Don't women always pursue youth?"

"When your grandsons are married, and the great-grandson, Yushu Linfeng, begins to fall in love, do you still feel okay? You can't enjoy the family pleasure, for fear of scaring them, you can only wander around like a ghost..." He sighed, "Maybe, I am a ghost. It's just that I was in a dream and I didn't find it. How else would I explain, I will be young forever?"

"Stop talking..." he said sadly, "this time, you can enjoy the family happiness."

...

Yu Qinghuan slept until midnight, opened his eyes and heard the rumbling of cars coming from a distance.

Sheng Ling next to her held her tightly, breathing heavily.

I can feel that he is unwell.

She gently pushed him away, turned on the light, and saw his frown and mouth trembling, which seemed uncomfortable.

She went to the bathroom to wring a wet towel and wiped his face.

He sighed softly, seemingly more comfortable, and stretched out his hand to tighten the quilt.

It was quiet outside, with the sound of cars and sweeping floors coming from a distance, and it was estimated that it would be dawn.

Yu Qinghuan put down the towel, went out with the key, and went downstairs cautiously.

The hotel was closed, but the lights in the aisle and reception hall were not turned off.

She went to the front desk, picked up the phone above, and reached out to dial.

After extending her finger, she was stunned.

She froze for several minutes, silently put down the microphone, turned upstairs, and found Sheng Lingren standing on the stairs.

She was slightly startled, and sighed and walked up.

Sheng Ling asked: "What's wrong?"

Yu Qing sighed: "Dream is too long. I forgot my home phone number."

(To be continued~^~.)