Jiang Junyi's Little Thoughts

Wan Qingyun wore a moon-white dress, its hem swaying gently with her movements, like the softest wisp of cloud in the night sky.

The dress was simple yet elegant, the gauze light and translucent, as if it were tenderly embracing her body.

A thin belt in the same color cinched lightly at her waist, outlining her graceful figure and adding a touch of playfulness and softness.

Exquisite patterns were embroidered across the dress, delicate as ripples under moonlight, making her seem both gentle and refined.

This was a completely different style from before.

In Jiang Junyi's impression, Wan Qingyun always seemed to wear black dresses, her whole person cool and noble, like a black rose.

But after changing into another outfit, gentle elegance became synonymous with her.

"Do... do I look good?" Wan Qingyun asked, a little uneasy.

Wan Xiaoxiao had said in the cloakroom that she looked very beautiful, but she herself could not see it, so she urgently wanted to know what Jiang Junyi thought.

"Of course you look good, Sis. You have no idea—his eyes went totally straight!" Wan Xiaoxiao said from the side with a grin.

What she wore was a livelier style: jeans paired with a simple short-sleeved outer top, with a loose long-sleeved shirt underneath.

Hearing Wan Xiaoxiao describe Jiang Junyi's reaction, the corners of Wan Qingyun's lips gradually curved up, and she felt a little smug inside too.

Jiang Junyi slowly walked toward Wan Qingyun and gently caressed her cheek. "Heaven really has treated me well. How could there be such a beautiful woman in this world, and how did she just so happen to be my wife?"

Listening to those sweet words, Wan Qingyun's cheeks flushed slightly. "Am I really that pretty...?"

"Of course. I've already fallen completely," Jiang Junyi said softly.

Wan Qingyun's look had struck him right in the heart. It had taken only 0.0001 seconds for him to fall.

Jiang Junyi chuckled, then swept Wan Qingyun up in a princess carry. "Let's go~ I'm going to tell everyone that this fairy-like girl is mine!"

Wan Qingyun looped her arms around Jiang Junyi's neck, the tips of her ears burning, but her heart was overflowing with sweetness.

A woman dressed up for the one who loved her—this was exactly that moment.

She could clearly sense Jiang Junyi's happiness.

Jiang Junyi carried the soft, boneless-feeling Wan Qingyun toward the door, wisps of fragrance lingering at the tip of his nose.

The scent on my wife really is so nice. Hehehe!

He loved holding Wan Qingyun. For some reason, the fragrance on her body fascinated him deeply.

"Oh, Xiaoxiao, don't forget your sister's chair," Jiang Junyi said, pausing and turning to look at Wan Xiaoxiao.

"I know!"

Wan Xiaoxiao said it with puffed cheeks.

Seeing his smug look as he held her own sister made her unhappy, and she even had to become part of their play!

So annoying!

Wan Xiaoxiao curled her lip and pushed the wheelchair after them.

Soon, the three of them got into the car.

Unlike before, the one sitting in the passenger seat was the puffed-cheeked Wan Xiaoxiao.

He, meanwhile, sat in the back with Wan Qingyun.

This helped promote their relationship, after all~

For example, when the car shook, leaning against her was very reasonable, right?

Just then, Uncle Wu made a turn.

Jiang Junyi seized the opportunity and fell against Wan Qingyun with an "Ah!" "What a sharp turn!"

Her faint fragrance entered his nose, and he felt utterly refreshed!

"Was... was it really that sharp..." Wan Qingyun felt Jiang Junyi's presence against her, her cheeks flushing slightly.

"Of course. If I didn't press against you, I'd fly right out," Jiang Junyi said righteously.

"Then, it should be over now... Get up..." Wan Qingyun pushed Jiang Junyi.

Jiang Junyi thought about it. It did seem about enough.

So he sat up, reluctant and unwilling.

Uncle Wu saw this scene through the rearview mirror and chose another route...

"Clack, clack!"

The car began to sway slightly. This stretch of road was somewhat steep.

"Thud!"

The car jolted, and Wan Qingyun unconsciously pressed close to Jiang Junyi, her small hand instinctively landing on his chest—and even giving it a squeeze.

"Hm? Why is someone's little hand getting naughty?" Jiang Junyi murmured beside Wan Qingyun's ear.

"N-no... it isn't..." Wan Qingyun turned her head away. As if sensing Jiang Junyi's burning gaze, she tried to quietly withdraw her criminal little paw.

Unexpectedly, a large hand gripped it tightly, and Jiang Junyi laughed wickedly. "Little beauty~ Today, you'd better just give in to me!"

Wan Qingyun was indifferent at first, but for some reason, as if she had thought of something, her neck suddenly flushed bright red.

Just as Jiang Junyi was about to turn his mind to another topic, a voice as thin as a mosquito's buzz sounded from his arms. "M-My king, spare me..."

That soft, lilting Wu dialect sent a shudder through Jiang Junyi's entire body, as if an electric current had run through him.

He looked down at Wan Qingyun in his arms in disbelief. Then an immense sense of happiness spread through his whole heart.

In this world, it was not easy to meet a partner who could go crazy with you, play along with you, tolerate your childishness, and join in your performance.

And the reason Jiang Junyi suddenly felt so happy was that Wan Qingyun was willing to act along with him.

It was because what he had given had received an extremely positive response.

Jiang Junyi could clearly sense that he was being loved, not simply pouring out his feelings one-sidedly.

He lowered his head, his warm words brushing past Wan Qingyun's eyes. "What should I do? This king likes you so much he wants to eat you up!"

"Then... then kiss me once." Wan Qingyun lifted her little face and lightly pecked Jiang Junyi on the lips. Then, like a startled little white rabbit, she shrank back, sitting to the side and continuously tidying her hair.

Ah! My heart~ It melted!

Jiang Junyi closed his eyes. At this very moment, he felt that what flowed through his body was a kind of love called Wan Qingyun.

I can't take it! Why is my wife so cute!

At that moment, Uncle Wu looked into the rearview mirror, revealing a meaningful look.

Jiang Junyi happened to see Uncle Wu's unreadable gaze.

Very soon, he understood.

A sharp turn!

Jiang Junyi's eyes flashed brightly: Opportunity!

He threw himself onto Wan Qingyun's knees. "Whoa! What a sudden, long turn!"

Wan Qingyun sensed the weight on her knees and looked slightly helpless.

"Then... lie properly..."

"Huh?" Jiang Junyi froze slightly. He never would have thought Wan Qingyun would actually say that. "Really?"

"You! Just lie still!" Wan Qingyun turned her head away, the tips of her ears burning hot.

Seeing Wan Qingyun's shy, delicate appearance, Jiang Junyi's heart raced wildly.

Only then did he understand what Uncle Wu's look just now had meant.

Sure enough, age brought experience!

Uncle Wu said nothing, only silently raised his thumb.

Greatness needed no explanation!

Wan Xiaoxiao sat in the front row with her arms folded, steady as an old dog.

Her gaze shifted back and forth between Jiang Junyi and Uncle Wu. She kept feeling that these two had some unspeakable secret between them...

"Junyi, where are we going?"