Marriage First Love Later

Qin Moling finally finished the liangpi on the plate. He didn’t like eating it, and if it weren’t for the seasoning she made, he would never have eaten even one bite. After dinner, the two went upstairs. Upon entering the bedroom, Jian Hang did not turn on the light. Qin Moling stretched out his arm, touched the… Continue reading

Qin Moling flipped through a few pages of the book but didn’t read it seriously. The phone placed on the armrest of the sofa vibrated only once—no other messages came in. Qin Moling picked up the phone. No matter what she said, he still had to respond. Jian Hang has only referred to him as ‘husband’… Continue reading

Uncle Qin drank a glass of water, didn’t stay any longer, and went downstairs to find Qin Xing. Qin Xing was talking to Lin Xiao on the phone. On the last Saturday of this month, Lin Xiao was going to set off fireworks in the suburbs to celebrate his new life and asked him to… Continue reading

The tide eventually receded and everything returned to calm. Jian Hang rested her forehead against Qin Moling’s neck, and he gently stroked her back. Her Prussian blue T-shirt was no longer wearable. After taking a shower, Qin Moling gave her his black T-shirt, and she put it on while he found another shirt from the… Continue reading

The sports car drove onto the main road, but there were too many cars on the road, and it couldn’t go very fast. Jian Hang suddenly remembered that they had not yet looked through their wedding photos. When they went to the Qin family’s old house for dinner that day, her mother-in-law told her to… Continue reading