The marriage of modern people is different from that of ancient times; after all, by the time a couple is officially wed, they've likely shared a bed many times. But whenever Mu Tianying saw Wanqing, he still felt a love so strong, it was as if it were the very first time; he always wanted to hold her tightly and didn't want to leave their bed.
Blushing, Wanqing said, "Hurry up and get ready, it's almost noon. You don't want to be the joke of your grandfather and the others."
"Grandfather was married once too..."
"Enough!" Wanqing flushed with embarrassment.
Mu Tianying touched his nose, deciding not to tease her anymore.
After freshening up, Wanqing slipped into a bohemian maxi dress, looking youthful and radiant. Though she was already a mother of two, she wasn't really that old, was she? And besides, as a newlywed, she thought she should be vibrant
