Lin Xinyan opened the box and found a round glass fish tank inside. There were plastic bags for oxygen filling in the fish tank. There were two colorful fish inside. It was not the type that was common on the market and it was very rare.

It was different from what he gave to Bai Yining's house last time, but even so, it still reminded her of what happened in Baicheng.

Zong Jinghao unbuttoned his shirt and went to the bathroom. This time he expected it was wrong. He gave him a few fish when he got married. He thought that Zhou Chunchun should be so weird.

Little did they know that this was not given to Zhou Chunchun, but Bai Yining.

He was almost the same as Su Zhan during the entire wedding, and he sat in the corner and silently sent blessings.

Lin Xinyan turned around and glanced at the person entering the room and slowly let out a sigh of relief.

This man was petty and afraid that he would be unhappy. He seemed to have not noticed that the gift was given by Bai Yining, otherwise he should be jealous again.

She untied the plastic bag and stocked the fish in the fish tank.

When she threw the bag and box into the trash can, a card fell out of the box. She picked it up and opened it. It was written by Bai Yining. It said; [Not seeing each other often does not mean that the feelings have become shallow. Being in all parties does not mean that the heart does not miss it. Sincerity of the feelings can break the boundaries of time and space. I will give you the deepest wishes and wish you happiness forever.

】                                                                                                                              �

She really likes that he can be good to Zhou Chunchun.

She closed the card and put it on the table. Zong Jinghao didn't pay attention to a bunch of gifts on the table. The gift Wen Qing gave her was also on the table. She reached out and picked it up, opened the box, and there was a collection of photos inside.

Her fingers hesitated for a moment before opening them. The first one was a family photo, which contained someone she had never seen before, and her nominal grandparents. They sat on the chair, with Wen Qing and Wen Xian standing behind them. They looked very young at that time.

She continued to flip through it, and there were photos of Wenxian, and some of them were taken with Wenqing. They were not taken specifically in the photo studio, but were recorded in daily life. Through these photos, the scene at that time can almost be seen.

The Wen family has only two children, Wenxian and Wenqing, and the love of their parents, the children educated are also very good. It can be seen through the photos that Wenqing occasionally looks at her sister inadvertently, and they are all full of care.

Wen Qing has never let go of Wen Xian's death. It should be because she has too deep feelings for this sister that she has done so many confused things.

She sighed sadly, closed the photo album, half lying on the sofa, but fortunately, she has already developed in a good direction now.

The sound of water in the bathroom had not stopped. She felt a little tired. She hadn't had a day off. She lie down and didn't think about getting up. She wanted to rest for a while, but she fell asleep on the sofa after this rest.

When Zong Jinghao took a shower, he saw her sleeping on the sofa and walked over to pick her up and send her to the bedroom. When he saw the album in her hand, he picked it up and opened it and looked at it. He knew everyone inside and had given him a lot of care.

He enjoyed everything that should have belonged to her. He didn't have much emotional fluctuation. He was calm and calm about the film and decided to forgive them. When he decided to forgive them, he did not worry about everything that had happened. Now he just wanted to live a simple life.

His arms passed through her waist and legs and picked up the person.

Walking to the bedroom, she gently placed her on the bed. She was wearing a dress and a zipper on her back. She would feel uncomfortable when she was wearing it. Zong Jinghao turned her sideways, unzipped the zipper on her back, and prepared to take off her clothes. Although Zong Jinghao's movements were already very light, Lin Xinyan still woke up. She twisted uncomfortablely. When she opened her eyes and saw Zong Jinghao's hand still pulling her clothes, her brain crashed at first, but she quickly reacted and pushed him, "I'm very tired today."

Zong Jinghao continued to get started and said, "I know."

Lin Xinyan bit her lip and twisted, "You know, still..." Zong Jinghao paused, and his eyes slowly hit her face, "What are you thinking?"

Her expression was obviously like he was going to do.

Zong Jinghao held his forehead and smiled muffled, "Today is our wedding night. What should I do, but seeing that you are so tired, how can I bear to move you."

Lin Xinyan smiled and acted coquettishly at him, "Then change into my pajamas."

Zong Jinghao asked, "Wear this one?"

There was an exquisite box at the head of the bed, which was a wedding gift from Qin Ya to Lin Xinyan, a very sexy black lace pajama.

Lin Xinyan glanced at it and shook his head decisively, "No wearing it."

"Then are you going to be naked?"

Lin Xinyan, “…”                                                            

Lin Xinyan stared at him.

Zong Jinghao pinched her face, "Don't you wash your face?"

There is also rouge powder, so it will definitely be uncomfortable to sleep like this.

Lin Xinyan lay lazily, "I don't want to move."

She was really tired today and wanted to do nothing.

"I'll wash it for you, otherwise I'll feel uncomfortable when I sleep."

Zong Jinghao took off her dress, threw it on the seat at the end of the bed, pulled the quilt and covered her, "I'll go and let go of hot water, you can take a bath and sleep to relieve your fatigue."

Lin Xinyan nodded, the bright red quilt was embroidered with exquisite patterns, and the material was smooth and soft. She wrapped the quilt with only one head exposed, watching Zong Jinghao put water in the bathroom.

After a while, Zong Jinghao walked out of the bathroom and lifted her quilt. Lin Xinyan shrank slightly.

"Not to see or laugh."

Zong Jinghao, “…”                                                                                                                            

Lin Xinyan, "..."                                                                                                                            �

"What are you doing when I look at me like this?"

"You sprinkled these petals?"

Lin Xinyan asked.

Zong Jinghao pointed to the bottles and jars placed on the wall, various toiletries, and a glass cup with fresh petals inside.

“The hotel is still so thoughtful.”

"You go out."

She dodged her gaze.

Zong Jinghao's voice was very soft, "I'll wash it for you."

"don't want."

Lin Xinyan refused.
Chapter completed!