Twenty-five years old

  "Please come in, Miss Wen."

  His low voice was like an ice cellar, making Wen Mingzhu shiver involuntarily. Turning back to look at the man's face, he was handsome but cold as a ghostly Yanluo.

  Wen Mingzhu was not one to be trifled with, she gathered her spirits and followed closely behind Lu Jun into a small living room. From middle school to university, she had always been the campus belle, the perfect goddess in the eyes of men, and the darling of many who fawned over her.

  No matter how cool a man is, he can't resist a woman's gentle touch.

  A perfect, icy smile hung at the corner of her mouth like a shining pearl.

  "The Wedding Night"

  Manman felt very satisfied. She never asked for much, and after experiencing many hardships, she understood that as long as there was a bit of happiness, it should be tightly grasped in the palm of her hand.

  As soon as he turned his head, Jiang Yan could see her faint smile under the big glasses, like a cloud of smoke. Her smile was reflected in his dark and shiny pupils, making his heart feel bright and cheerful, accelerating hormones, and the heart in his chest beating rapidly.

  People in love are probably like this. The sky, clouds, earth, everything that can be seen is the same color as that person, and the joy is dyed with colorful splendor.

  The two of them sat on a small flower bed outside the school, facing the hustle and bustle of the big street, with one car after another whizzing past in front of them. The imperial city had many cars, coming and going, and traffic jams were nothing out of the ordinary.

  Seeing a camouflage green jeep entering the university gate, Manman suddenly thought of something and her mouth curled up slightly as she asked in a warm voice: "I heard that your work often can't go back home for years, but do you have holidays to visit relatives?"

  It seems that the beauty is looking for an opportunity to get to know him better, Jiang Yanle thoughtfully and carefully replied: "Yes. Being our daughter-in-law requires endurance of loneliness."

  "Is it dangerous?"

  The focus of the conversation gradually shifted to a serious topic. With a stern expression, firm eyes and a low, powerful tone: "In my personal opinion, defending one's home and country is every Chinese person's responsibility. We've just turned this task into a profession. When someone tries to invade our homeland, everyone should rise up to defend the nation, there's no such thing as danger or not."

  The two slender legs that had been swaying gently came to a stop, and the man in front of her was no longer childish, but a mature and charming man with a steady and captivating aura that rushed towards her, causing a thin layer of sweat to appear on the tip of her nose. She almost thought that his previous playful side was all an act.

  My heart is racing.

  "Are you always like this when talking to girls?"

  Injustice!

  The corner of his mouth twitched, he was being cautious, and suddenly his eyes "fiercely" stared at her: "If it weren't for the girl I liked, I wouldn't even bother talking to her."

  Her mouth corners slightly pursed, seemingly smiling yet not quite smiling.

  "Vine! Vine!" He "exploded", his handsome face turning black, "You can suspect me of anything. Just don't suspect me on this kind of thing."

  She suspected him? He deliberately played with her, and she also played with him. But this kind of thing should be stopped at the right time. The little head nodded: "I believe you."

  With a sly raise of his eyebrows, how could he not know that she was also being intentional? He grasped her face with both hands and suddenly kissed her forehead. A man must seize the opportunity at the moment it arises and never let go of the prey in his sights. Jiang Yan understood this principle very well.

  Got kissed!

  Her heart was racing and she felt a little dizzy, possibly because it all seemed unreal. From childhood to adulthood, this was the first time she had been kissed by a man.

  The little woman in his arms was completely enchanted, and as a man, his pride was greatly satisfied. He wrapped his large hand around her small shoulder and easily pulled her into his embrace.

  Who would have thought, suddenly came a voice: "Jiang Yan!"

  His five fingers clenched tightly on her slender shoulders.

  Increased force, eating pain. She followed his gaze and saw a silver-gray sedan parked by the road, a woman in her thirties with glasses got out of the driver's seat, wearing a simple white shirt and work pants.

  When in doubt, she heard his loud voice whispering in her ear: "Don't be afraid, it's my second sister, maybe she came to see me. My second sister has a plum character in her name, you can just call her Sister Mei."

  She is his second sister, isn't she going to be his future aunt? He told her not to be nervous, how could that be possible?

  She adjusted her glasses and jumped down from the small flower bed's steps with him, smoothing out her clothes as she came down.

  Jiang Mei watched as her younger brother walked towards her with his arm around a woman's shoulder, constantly adjusting the rimless glasses on the bridge of his nose, his eyes filled with astonishment.

  She was driving by with her 5 or 6 year old son when he suddenly shouted: "Mom, it's uncle, uncle is hugging a woman." She didn't believe him and thought the kid made a mistake. But after taking a glance, she saw her brother passionately kissing a strange woman on the forehead. She slammed on the brakes in shock. After reversing the car and getting out to take a closer look, she confirmed it was indeed her brother before calling out loudly.

  Nowadays, society is open and liberal, and it's common to see young men and women being intimate in public. But Jiang Mei knows that her younger brother is a standard monk. Previously, she had introduced many objects to her brother under her mother's orders, with good family background, good looks, and good jobs, but her brother didn't take a liking to any of them, instead, he made her offend one friend after another because of this matter.

  But she acknowledged it, at home except for her elder brother, there was only this younger brother, and the whole family couldn't spoil him.

  The five or six year old son, Xiao Dongzi, also slipped down from the car and looked at his uncle's woman with even more curiosity than his mother. He pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, which were just like his mother's, and pursed his lips: "This sister doesn't look as good as the one Mom introduced last time."

  Meng Meng: The little kid speaks without reserve, she doesn't mind. But this little devil seems to be the child of his second sister, and before formally entering the door, he was already disliked by his object's little nephew, a small blow to his heart.

  Compared to Manman, Jiang Mei was even more embarrassed. Look at what her son said! In the past, it was always friends she knew who introduced them, and her son would casually say it was no big deal, but this time it was a girl from a completely unknown family that she had no idea where she came from. Children can be ignorant, but adults cannot. She reached out to pinch Xiaodong's ear: "Apologize to your sister!"

  Xiao Dongzi unwillingly pouted and said: "Sorry."

  Jiang Yan listened with displeasure, one arm around the beauty, while lecturing his young nephew to respect his future wife: "You little brat, how old are you? What do you know about what makes a woman beautiful?"

  "What is considered beautiful?" Xiaodong scrunched up his nose and started arguing with his uncle.

  "Beauty is in the heart."