Li Hongmei really became like her name, turning into a red plum blossom.
Her delicate cheeks were suffused with a flush of red.
Her shy, slightly downturned head would steal glances at Zhang Xiaowei from time to time, fully displaying her charm.
With the hot water pouring down, neither of them was in the mood for a shower.
Zhang Xiaowei was overjoyed, finally being able to be with the woman he liked.
After today, Hongmei would be my woman.
I'll propose to her later, and once the new house is built, it will be the perfect time to have a child.
That way, our Zhang family can continue the bloodline.
Zhang Xiaowei was full of happiness, looking at Li Hongmei in his arms, and turned off the shower.
"Hongmei, let me carry you out," said Zhang Xiaowei.
He felt a bit nervous in his heart, unlike how he treated other women, and asked her properly.
Li Hongmei's face was completely red, her heart almost leaping out.
