Disguised as a man: I am not your wife

Chapter 778
Cangyu's body swayed from side to side following the water patterns, and then he slowly let go of Yun Zhuohua's body.

With their foreheads touching, Cang Yu smiled lightly when he saw Yun Zhuohua's downcast eyes and delicate beauty.

The warm breath passed by the Buddha's face.

"How could I not want to, I am willing to marry you, a couple for the rest of my life."

After finishing speaking, Cang Yu took another sip on Yun Zhuohua's thin lips.

Yun Zhuohua nodded, very satisfied with Cangyu's awareness, suddenly he seemed to have discovered something, and shook his head hastily.

"You didn't marry me, I married you. This is my home. If you come into my door, naturally I will marry you!"

Only then did Cangyu separate from Yun Zhuohua's forehead, and took a good look around here again.

A stream, three bamboo houses, and two peach blossom trees are what Yun Zhuohua calls "home".

Cangyu couldn't figure out why Yun Zhuohua appeared here, nor did he know what was going on.

But at this time, these are not the most important, what is important is that Yun Zhuohua is by his side.

"But, I didn't see where the door is, when did I enter your door?"

Yun Zhuohua pointed to the middle of the two peach blossom trees, "That's the door. You can't see it now, but it doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

"If you insist on seeing the door, then you can make a door yourself today, so as not to say that I lied to you."

"By the way, since you entered my door, why haven't you told me your name? How should I call you in the future?"

Cangyu hugged Yun Zhuohua with one arm, touched the shore with the other, and slowly moved towards the shore.

"Your husband's name is Cangyu, you have to remember it."

"Cangyu..." Yun Zhuohua repeated his name, and looked at Cangyu carefully.

"Since you already know my name, should I also know the girl's name and her age?" Cang Yu asked with a smile.

"My name?" Yun Zhuohua frowned, thinking hard.

Cangyu sighed, leaning his back against the shore, holding Yun Zhuohua in his arms with both hands, looking at the blooming peach blossoms.

Yun Zhuohua read silently at the side, "The peach blossoms are so young, the flowers are scorching, and the son returns home, suitable for his family."

After reading it, his eyes were quite confused.

"Zhuohua, you are Yun Zhuohua!" Cang Yu said.

"This name, I like it."

The wind in the valley is soft and loose, and the sweetness of peach blossoms has been sweet to people's hearts.

Cang Yu flicked the petals that fell on Yun Zhuohua's hair, and put his hand on the back of Yun Zhuohua's head, and when he turned around, he hugged Yun Zhuohua's body and pressed her to the shore.

Her soft cry was also swallowed by Cangyu.

Tossing and lingering, never leaving.

When both of them landed on the shore, Yun Zhuohua's hands were so soaked that their skin wrinkled.

She put her hands in front of Cangyu's eyes, and said angrily, "It's all your fault, look, what can I do about it."

Yun Zhuohua's pursed thin lips were red and swollen, and just said a few words, it seemed to be in great pain.

Yun Zhuohua couldn't help but glared at Cang Yu angrily.

Cangyu smiled, put Yun Zhuohua's hand into her own, pulled it to her lips and kissed it.

"My lady can do whatever compensation she wants me to do, and I'll be at your service, sir."

Yun Zhuohua really thought about it for a while, she looked at this and that, as if she really wanted to find something for Cangyu to do, but she didn't know where to start.

(End of this chapter)