My wife is number one in the world

Song Qing took a deep breath, reached out and held Ramir's fair and tender hand, then turned and headed straight towards his residence.

"Mitty, let's go."

Ramir nodded twice shyly with her beautiful eyes, letting her lover lead her forward.

"Mmm Good."

After Song Qing calmed down his excitement, he turned around with a smile on his face and looked at the beautiful woman whose hand he was holding.

"Mitty."

Hearing this, Ramil immediately responded softly: "Hey, Qing brother, what's wrong?"

Song Qing held Ramir's white and tender hand tightly, with a slightly sobbing expression on his face, he raised his other hand and gently stroked the beautiful woman's blushing face.

"Okay, Mitty, when we get back to my room, I will find a way to prepare everything you need for your wedding night.

It’s just because of the tight time.

So compared to the situation on our side at Dalong, what I have prepared for you tonight may be a little simple.

However, this is at least a token of my appreciation for you, brother."

When Song Qing spoke to this point in a gentle tone, a hint of apology could not help but appear behind his tiger eyes.

"Miti, good Mitty, I'm sorry for wronging you."

Ramir listened to the apologetic words of her lover, and immediately smiled and shook her head twice at Song Qing.

"Brother Qing, I don't feel wronged, not at all.

I am very grateful that you have this kind of heart."

Seeing that Ramir was so considerate, Song Qing sighed silently, and with a smile on his face, he bent his fingers and gently pinched the beauty's pretty nose.

"My dear Mitty, I am so lucky to meet a sensible and good girl like you!"

Ramir smiled brightly with the corner of his lips slightly raised, and raised his other hand to gently hold Song Qing's arm.

"Okay, brother Qing, I am the same to you, little sister."

When Song Qing heard the answer from the beauty beside him, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, hahahaha~"

Soon, the laughter from Song Qing's mouth gradually stopped.

"Mitty."

"Hey, Qing brother, you say."

"Good Mitty, it's getting late, let's go quickly."

Hearing this, Ramir lowered her head shyly with her beautiful eyes, and said in a vague voice: "Well, whatever you say, brother Qing, I will listen to you."

Seeing the beautiful woman's shy reaction, Song Qing nodded slightly with a smile on his face and immediately quickened his pace.

At the same time, because Ramir was holding Song Qing's fair and tender hand, she naturally quickened her pace.

Along the way, Song Qing and his companion met three teams of patrol guards who were on night patrol.

After exchanging some casual greetings, they soon parted ways.

About half a cup of tea later, Song Qing and Ramir walked side by side to the door of the room where Song Qing lived.

When Song Qing excitedly took Ramir's hand and was about to walk up the stairs outside the door, Ramir suddenly stopped her lotus feet.

"Brother Qing!"

When Song Qing saw this, his expression froze for a moment, then he immediately reacted.

Then, with a somewhat tangled look on his face, he turned around and looked at Ramil, who had suddenly stopped. "Miti, good Miti, you are not suddenly going to regret it, are you?"

When Ramil saw the troubled look on his beloved's face and heard his subsequent questions, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Puff, cluck, cluck, cluck~"

After a while, Ramir gradually stopped laughing, and then she gave Song Qing a big eye roll with a look of reproach on her face.

"Bad brother Qing, you think too much. I don't regret it."

When Song Qing saw the angry reaction of the beauty in front of him, he immediately smiled sullenly.

"Hehehe, hehehehe~

Good Mitty, I misunderstood you. It was me who misunderstood you.

Good Mitty, if you don't want to go back on your word, then what are you doing?"

Ramir looked at Song Qing's sullen expression and smiled softly, then with smiling eyes he raised his slender arms and gently embraced Song Qing's neck.

"Brother Qing, I suddenly thought of something."

"Hmm? Hello, Mitty, what's the matter?" Song Qing heard the beauty's answer and asked back curiously.

"Brother Qing, do you think I should go and thank the Emperor, the Empress, and the Imperial Concubines first?"

When Song Qing heard the question from the beauty in his arms, the curiosity on his face was instantly replaced by doubt.

"Hmm? Good Mitty, what do you mean?"

Ramir gently loosened her hands that were around Song Qing's neck, and let out a sigh with her red lips slightly opened.

"Xu~"

"Brother Qing, this is what I think.

Brother Qing, you told me this before.

Since His Majesty the Emperor and his family call me sister-in-law, it means that from now on I, your wife, Brother Qing.

A big part of the reason why I, your younger sister, was determined to go back to your place with you, Brother Qing, was because of the Emperor and the ladies calling me sister-in-law.

In this case, Brother Qing, do you think I should go and thank the Emperor and his family first? "

After listening to Ramir's explanation, Song Qing smiled and gently tapped her fair and smooth forehead with his fingers.

"Haha, hey, my dear Mitty, what can I say to you?"

Song Qing pretended to be helpless as he spoke, then he raised his right hand and pointed at the bright moon hanging high in the night sky.

"Hey Mitty, you, you don't even realize what time it is.

At this hour now, I estimate that my third brother and all the brothers and sisters have already gone to bed.

Therefore, even if you want to thank my third brother and his family, you have to wait until tomorrow morning to thank them!"

When Ramir heard what her sweetheart said, she slightly tilted her fair and slender neck to look at the bright moon in the night sky, then looked at Song Qing with a slightly embarrassed expression on her rosy face and nodded twice.

"Brother Qing, I know I was wrong.

I was just thinking about how to thank His Majesty the Emperor and his family, but I ignored the issue of time."

Upon hearing this, Song Qing chuckled and waved his hand, then stretched out his hands and hugged the beauty in front of him tightly in his arms.

"Okay Mitty, what about us?"

Ramir bit her tender and tempting red lips lightly, looked up with an embarrassed look and looked at Song Qing who was hugging her tightly.

"Brother Qing, I have something else to ask."

"Hmm? What's going on?" (End of this chapter)