The Sickly Scion’s Petite Wife Is Sweet And Cool

The third lantern still only depicts a child. The child wears a tiger-headed hat and holds a small wooden sword in his hand. He purses his lips and looks at the front with a serious face, making Shen Yijia scream in his heart...

This is also too cute. I want to kiss and hug and hold it high, oh~

Facing the lantern for a long while, Shen Yijia reluctantly hung it back and went to get the fourth lantern.

Unlike the previous three lanterns where only one child was drawn, on the fourth lantern, the child looked about the same size as the drawing on the third lantern, but there was a pink swaddle in his arms.

Judging from the color of the swaddling clothes, it should be a baby girl.

The child awkwardly held another smaller baby with his short hands, looking extremely funny, Shen Yijia was amused and laughed out loud.

Of course, when she noticed the flower tin between the baby's eyebrows, her laughter stopped, and her heart was filled with an inexplicable emotion, sour...

In the fifth light, the boy held the girl's hand and taught her to walk.

In the sixth light, the boy gave his little wooden sword to the girl.

The seventh...

The eighth...

The ninth...

The further back you look, the more familiar the boy's and the girl's faces are. If you can tell from the flower tint between the girl's eyebrows that it's his own words, the boy is clearly a beauty.

There are a total of nineteen lanterns, and the last one is the appearance of two people in happy clothes standing opposite each other...

Beauty Xianggong painted the ten years when the two never met!

Shen Yijia's hand touched the lanterns in front of her, and a tear dropped quietly on the back of her hand.

Afraid that tears would fall on the lantern and ruin the painting, she was busy wiping it with her sleeve, but one hand almost grabbed her hand.

Shen Yijia turned her head and saw Song Jingchen's face clearly through the water light, and threw her mouth straight up: "Wuwuwu, Xianggong..."

Song Jingchen was startled, hugged her in distress and asked, "Why are you crying, don't you like this gift?"

Shen Yijia rested her head on his chest and shook her head repeatedly: "I like... hiccup... I like it so much..."

Such a beautiful life, how can you not like it?

But there was no Song Jingchen in her childhood, there was just a yard and a group of white coats surrounding her, bleeding her and cutting her flesh...

No one taught her to walk, read, or practice martial arts. She was actually very stupid when she was a child, and she didn't learn to stand up until she was three years old...

She didn't say anything, but Song Jingchen remembered what she had said about being imprisoned, a dull pain in his heart, and his hand gradually tightened: "I'm sorry..."

Sorry for not being able to meet you sooner;

Sorry for missing your fifteen years;

Sorry for making you suffer so much.

"In the future, I will be here."

No rhetorical promises, just five short words.

The uncomfortable feeling in his heart passed, Shen Yijia rubbed in his arms, rubbed all the tears and snot on his clothes before raising his head, a little embarrassed and said, "Didn't you already draw it? You have been there."

Song Jingchen saw her small movements in his eyes, both funny and distressed, lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips, and said in a low voice, "En."

He just pressed it down, and he parted at the touch of a dragonfly. Just as he raised his head, he grabbed the front of his shirt with one hand.

"More." Shen Yijia pulled him down, tiptoed and took the initiative to put her lips.

Song Jingchen's eyes deepened, and he deepened the kiss by turning passive into active.

The moonlight is thick, his breathing is getting heavier and heavier, and only the heartbeat of each other can be heard in the quiet surroundings.

This kiss lasted for a long time, and when he noticed that the breathing of the person in his arms was weakening, Song Jingchen reluctantly let go of her and touched her forehead.

"Why can't you learn to breathe?" he quipped in a hoarse voice.

Shen Yijia pouted in dissatisfaction: "I will do it again."

Song Jingchen chuckled, looked for her lips and kissed: "Okay, let's go back to the house and try."

After saying that, he bent down and picked him up, and walked directly to the room behind him...

Under the moonlight, more than a dozen lanterns fluttered in the wind, and the people in the painting seemed to be alive, making up for the regrets they missed each other.

(What will happen next? Turn on the light! This one is a cookie. I have to do business next time. There will be an update tonight.)

Come to a more standard, limited time this month.

One, the monthly ticket is updated, and every fifty monthly tickets add one chapter. I read that the monthly ticket is now 72, then it will be updated when there are 100 tickets, then 150, 200 and so on, and three chapters will be added daily. The upper limit, more will be added to the next day.

2. Gifts can be added, a small cute thing can be added to a chapter, and the upper limit of three chapters can be added to the next day.

The standard for adding chapters is 2,000 words per chapter. Except for the above two situations, I will add more chapters. Other times, I will add more chapters depending on my own situation.