The Rebirth Wife Of The Seventies (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 70

The next day, the windows creaked by the lingering cold wind, but the room was warm like spring.

    Ye Qingshui opened her eyes in a daze, looking at the face near Zai Chi, as if she had had a long dream. She stretched out her hand and was about to touch his face, wanting to see if he had been affected for so many years. Termite erosion underground.

    This is the man who has been alone on the mountain for decades. When she knows, he has turned into a loess.

    But as soon as Ye Qingshui's hand stretched out of the bed, Xie Tingyu was caught.

    His hands are warm and powerful, and he is still alive.

    Ye Qingshui opened his eyes completely and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

    "Morning, Shui'er." Xie Tingyu's big, well-knotted hands fell on her head and rubbed them. The sweet smile of the little wife this morning is really comfortable to see.

    There was a clear smile on Xie Tingyu's lips, and he had already forgotten the anxiety of last night.

    This is the first time they have seen each other and woke up since they were in the same bed. There was no longer a cold bed between them, and Xie Tingyu no longer had to face Ye Qingshui's back.

    Xie Tingyu thought: Shuiya really loves him.

    Although there were many misunderstandings between them, Shui Ya still felt sorry for him in the end.

    Xie Tingyu watched Ye Qingshui secretly glanced at himself with distressed eyes, he smiled sullenly, squeezed toothpaste and brushed his teeth in the mirror with her to wash.

    Their figures clearly appeared in the mirror, the tall and tall men, the petite and slender women.

    Grandma Xie shouted

    angrily downstairs : " Tingyu, Shuiya , have breakfast!" Xie Tingyu stopped Ye Qingshui before going out. He clenched his fist and coughed

    slightly: "

    Shui'er , let 's wear new clothes today." "I've seen it for you. It looks good and fits well." Ye Qingshui rolled his head to see that he took the tailor-made dress again. It came out, light blue and white, simple, quiet and elegant, with embroidered collars.

    Look inconspicuous in the evening, and look at it in the morning. The craftsmanship is exquisite and meticulous, and it is indeed unique to the first-class tailor.

    Xie Tingyu said: "Let's put it on."

    Ye Qingshui looked at him embarrassedly, and after hesitating for a long time, he could barely put it on.

    Xie Tingyu stood outside the door, the wooden door opened, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

    Ye Qingshui walked out with his head held high, his straight back was thin and slender, and a section of the girl's slender white calf was exposed under the cotton skirt.

    She put her hair down, her waist-length black hair was smooth and shiny, and her eyes were clear and moist. She was wearing a blue-and-white floral skirt with a touch of student spirit on her body. This is the rare moment when Ye Qingshui dresses himself up.

    With that snow-white skin, Xie Tingyu seemed to think that he had kidnapped a little girl.

    Xie Tingyu watched for a long time, and clenched a fist to cover the smile on her lips: "I knew that this dress is suitable for water and looks good."