The two looked at each other for a while, and Lu Mingcheng looked at her with a serious look, "Serious?"

Jiang Qiuyi nodded: "Yes."

She really felt that if she went to the wedding site, it would be better not to go.

Lu Mingcheng pondered for a while, "That depends on you. There is still one month left, so you can think about it slowly."

Jiang Qiuyi burst out laughing, thought for a while and said, "Okay."

She lay across from him and asked in a low voice: "Are you still busy?"

Seeing her like this, Lu Mingcheng asked in a low voice: "Are you bored?"

Jiang Qiuyi was stunned and said in a low voice: "Actually it's okay."

She thought for a while: "You are busy with yours, I'll read a book across from you."

Jiang Qiuyi discovered that people really need to keep learning to make progress.

People like Lu Mingcheng never forget to study, what qualifications do she have to stay where she is?

Take French as an example. After listening to Lu Mingcheng's French expression, Jiang Qiuyi suddenly felt embarrassed to say that he was a French major in the future.

Too embarrassing.

Lu Mingcheng didn't know that she had such a small idea, but he just thought that her proposal was pretty good.

Jiang Qiuyi sat opposite him and accompanied him, which was pretty good.

Two people are in the study and enjoy different weekends.

Jiang Qiuyi found a French book in his study and opened it to look at it.

As she looked, she found that she had really forgotten many words.

Jiang Qiuyi sighed quietly, went back to the room and came over to take a tablet. When he encountered someone he didn't know how to do, he searched and took notes.

Lu Mingcheng originally focused on work, but seeing that she was too serious, she inexplicably focused on Jiang Qiuyi.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the book. It was something that an author saw and heard in France, which was considered a documentary novel.

Lu Mingcheng read it once and knew that some of the contents were quite interesting.

But in his memory, Jiang Qiuyi was not a person who liked reading such books.

Jiang Qiuyi completely noticed his thoughts, and she was really immersed in this novel.

Of course, partly because of the content, and the bigger reason is because Jiang Qiuyi discovered that she really didn't recognize many words.

Sure enough, if people do not move forward, they will only regress.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qiuyi worked harder.

She had the attitude of making up for all the knowledge she had left behind.

More than half a month later, Lu Mingcheng discovered that his wife had started buying books.

She stopped buying jewelry anymore, and she began to buy books for herself crazily.

There are all kinds of books, and foreign literature also accounts for a large part.

That night, Lu Mingcheng returned to his room after finishing his work from the study.

When he turned his head, he saw the scene of Jiang Qiuyi reading a book.

He raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, not understanding why Jiang Qiuyi changed again.

Lu Mingcheng stared at him for a moment, but she didn't respond.

He felt a little frustrated and simply went to the bathroom to wash.

After washing up, Jiang Qiuyi changed her position and was reading.

Lu Mingcheng cleared his throat and asked, "What book do you read?"

"A foreign novel." Jiang Qiuyi said: "It's quite touching to tell the story of a little girl escaping from her family."

Lu Mingcheng: "…Hmm."

He silently looked at her and said, "Are you still sleepy?"

Jiang Qiuyi yawned: "A little more than half, I'll go to bed after watching it."

As she looked at it, she suddenly said, "By the way, I want to tell you something."

Lu Mingcheng looked at her, "You said."

“Isn’t there a guest room before the third floor?”

Lu Mingcheng nodded: "What about?"

Jiang Qiuyi pursed her lower lip and said in a gentle voice: "I want to renovate that room. I want to create a study. What do you think?"

Lu Mingcheng: "..."

He paused for a moment, "If you want to do it, do it."

Jiang Qiuyi nodded: "I'll tell you, then I'll ask Uncle Xu to find someone to come tomorrow."

"Yes." Lu Mingcheng said: "I will arrange a designer communication for you tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Qiuyi's eyes lit up: "Okay."

After she finished speaking, her attention returned to the novel.

Lu Mingcheng was lying on the bed, and he was a little tired, but suddenly he was not that tired.

He discovered that since Jiang Qiuyi was addicted to reading, they had not lived a couple for more than half a month.

Lu Mingcheng is not a person who only thinks about this matter, but seeing Jiang Qiuyi like this, it is really a bit delicious.

Seeing her focused appearance, he shouted: "Qiuyi."

"Um?"

Jiang Qiuyi responded casually: "What's wrong?"

She looked at him suspiciously, "Is the light here too bright?"

"……no."

Lu Mingcheng stared at her for a moment and sighed: "It's nothing. Don't see it too late, go to bed early."

Jiang Qiuyi responded vaguely: "I understand."

Lu Mingcheng closed his eyes and rested.

Jiang Qiuyi looked at it for a few minutes and noticed that the person next to her had quieted down, silently turning the light to the darkest point. She didn't move any more, and even the sound of flipping through books became much lighter.

Before, Jiang Qiuyi didn't find that the book was so beautiful.

But recently, in order to keep up with Lu Mingcheng's pace, she began to study. After studying, she realized that she was actually very happy to study.

There is an indescribable happiness. The feeling of those things entering your mind and becoming your private property is very different from the feeling of buying things.

After watching, Jiang Qiuyi looked at the time and it was already half past twelve.

She yawned, got up, went into the bathroom, went to the toilet, washed her hands and face and skin care, and then turned back to bed.

As soon as she lifted the quilt, she had not had time to lie down and met Lu Mingcheng's deep pupils.

Jiang Qiuyi paused and looked at him in surprise: "You haven't fallen asleep yet?"

Lu Mingcheng: "Yes."

Jiang Qiuyi silently and asked in reflection: "Did I wake you up?"

"no."

Lu Mingcheng looked at her leaning over and his eyes fell from top to bottom on her delicate collarbone.

She was wearing a suspender skirt and was half-exposed.

Lu Mingcheng's eyes became darker and he pulled the person over.

Caught off guard, Jiang Qiuyi staggered and lay on him.

"You do it--"

Before he could say the following words, Lu Mingcheng lowered his head and blocked her lips.

After that, Jiang Qiuyi couldn't say a complete sentence for the whole night.

She felt like she was floating in the sky, blowing by the wind in the air, floating back and forth, left and right.

She couldn't find the support point or the landing point, and the ups and downs made her feel a little uneasy.

...

Later, Jiang Qiuyi couldn't stand Lu Mingcheng's troubles, and several times he tried to stop him from resisting, but suddenly he heard the hoarse voice of a man ringing in his ears.

"The book is very good?"

Jiang Qiuyi was stunned. Before he could react, he clasped her waist and hooked her thoughts away, making it impossible for her to answer seriously.
To be continued...