"Husband, you'd better sit a little further away. I'm sick. I'm afraid I've passed away."
"Are you afraid that your husband will smell the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on your wife? Guilu Pavilion is such a good place."
"Uh... Husband, you are so thoughtful." I felt ashamed and stared at my toes, my cheeks gradually turning pink.
"My lady... She always competes with earthworms for her work." He suddenly moved his face towards me and looked at me with a smile.
The lady didn't know that when he climbed to the top of the building, she was sitting opposite her through the peach blossoms filled with light clouds, smiling like a flower, which was more prosperous than the two spring and autumn years in Fenglincheng.