Doting on his wife: Husband, beg for a kiss

Chapter 281 The fifth anniversary is a wooden marriage
"En." Xiao Jinxuan nodded nonchalantly on his face, but he knew in his heart that half of his plan had been achieved.

Zhuang Yiman stood up from the dining table, and just as he was about to leave, he heard Xiao Jinxuan who was still sitting saying: "By the way, our wedding anniversary is coming soon."

Zhuang Yiman was taken aback for a moment. After his reminder, he remembered that in half a month it would be the fifth anniversary of their marriage.

She joked amusedly: "I've set many reminders on my phone, but I didn't expect it to come earlier than your reminder."

Xiao Jinxuan couldn't help laughing, he also stood up from the chair, and walked to Zhuang Yiman.

Zhuang Yiman raised her head slightly, and met his eyes as bright as night stars. There was a soft smile in his eyes, and the waves seemed to be rippling.

He habitually reached out and touched Zhuang Yiman's head, and said in a doting tone: "The fifth anniversary is a wooden marriage."

Five years is not long, nor is it short, but it still passed in a flash.

Zhuang Yiman couldn't help feeling: "Time flies so fast."

Xiao Jinxuan nodded in agreement, and finally asked curiously: "When you got married, did you ever think about what it will be like five years from now?"

"Well, I've thought about it." Zhuang Yiman replied honestly.

She bent the corners of her lips, with a gentle and charming smile on her face, and continued: "When I got married, I thought we would have children five years later, and I would become a mother."

At that time, Zhuang Yiman was looking forward to her future married life. She thought that they would have a child within two to three years of marriage, and she would become a full-time housewife.

Unexpectedly, the reality ran counter to the previous fantasy. They had no children, and she did not become a mother, let alone a full-time housewife.

There are good and bad differences in this kind of difference, and Zhuang Yiman readily accepts the status quo.

She asked, "What about you?"

Hsiao Jinxuan did not hide anything, and honestly expressed his thoughts on marriage five years ago: "To be honest, I was a little nervous when I first got married, worried that I would not be able to be a good and responsible husband. I was still young at that time, and I did not Thinking about whether to have children in the future, I just want to live a good life with you."

At that time, Xiao Jinxuan was still young and frivolous, so he spent more time and energy on running the company, but he didn't realize that he neglected his family, which was more important than his career.

In fact, he should have had a child with her when the two were married two or three years ago. Maybe the two had a child at that time, and now the family of three will be even sweeter.

Zhuang Yiman smiled brightly and softly, and she said in a gentle tone: "Running a family is not an easy task. It's remarkable that we have been able to go through the past five years."

After finishing speaking, she raised her hand, imitating how Xiao Jinxuan used to touch her own head, and touched his head gently, and said: "You have worked hard in the past five years, and you have performed very well."

Xiao Jinxuan couldn't help but laugh in her tone like a kindergarten teacher praising the students.

After Zhuang Yiman withdrew his hand, he leaned over and pecked her red lips lightly, and praised sincerely in the same tone: "You have worked hard in the past five years, because your excellent example gave me the courage to work hard. Motivation. Thank you, you did a great job."

As his words fell, the two looked at each other and smiled. There was love, gratitude, and warmth in the eyes of each other.

　I'm sorry dears, I haven't slept well in the past few days, and I'm not feeling well today. I'll update a chapter for the time being. I'll go to sleep first. If I feel better at night, I'll continue with another chapter.Sorry for the confusion.Have a nice day, okay, thank you for your support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)