Shu Yu has lived two lives, rich in theoretical knowledge, but truly a novice in practice. Throughout, she was guided by someone equally rich in theory but self-taught, gradually gaining proficiency, floating and sinking.
On June 20th, she became Meng Yunzheng's wife, and from then on, they would walk through life hand in hand, growing old together.
The next day, when Shu Yu woke up, it was already daylight.
She blinked her eyes and looked at the man sleeping beside her, her mind momentarily blank.
At the slightest movement, Meng Yunzheng awoke.
"Morning." He was in a great mood, Shu Yu could tell, his face revealing satisfaction.
If he went out with such an expression, what would others not understand?
Thinking of this, Shu Yu reached out and covered his face.
Meng Yunzheng was taken aback, and leaned in to kiss her.
Shu Yu turned over and dodged inside, he wrapped her waist and brought her back, "What are you hiding for?"
"Don't move, don't move, my waist is sore."
