Song Wei has never been picky about food, and he will eat whatever Wen Wan does.

A supper was so simple to deal with.

After dinner, Song Fang asked Wen Wan to rest, clean up the kitchen himself, and boiled water to help Song Wei make tea.

There are three main rooms, and the middle of the room is Wenwan arranged into a main hall. The room is not big, but because there is only one dining table and a few benches inside, it looks a bit empty.

However, Wen Wan decided that my husband only studied for a year. Although these furniture were old, they could still be used. There was no need to change it to new ones. They just had to dress up in the kitchen. After all, they had to eat every day, so they could not use kitchen utensils that others had used.

In this regard, Wen Wan pays special attention.

Song Wei felt sorry for her hard work all the way. She had just arrived in the capital and had not stopped yet. She had been busy for another day and went to the kitchen to cook a large pot of hot water.

It’s not enough to take a bath. Before buying a bathtub, Wenwan could only wipe her body with water.

It is already early in October, and the nights in the capital are very cold. Even if the hair falls off when cleaning the house during the day, Wen Wan dares not wash her hair. She thought that she would have to wait for the night no matter what, and wait until tomorrow, and take a hot bath to warm up her body.

The couple's bedroom is in the main room, Song Wei's study is in the west wing, and Song Fang's room is in the east wing.

After working hard for a day, the three of them were exhausted. They turned off the lights and went to bed shortly after night.

It was cold at night, and Song Wei tried to take his little wife into his arms, turned his head, and his chin just hit the top of her hair.

Perhaps it is because the night is too quiet, which makes people feel relaxed after being busy, or perhaps it is because the man’s arms are too warm, which touches Wen Wan’s heart.

As the light in the room was dim, Song Wei couldn't see it. Wen Wan moved her head, leaned back slightly, and then went up again. As a result, she didn't kiss her lips, but only her chin.

The first time I took the initiative, I actually made a big mistake.

...It's all because of bad light!

Wen Wan was embarrassed and wanted to cover her face and back with her hands and act like nothing had happened.

As soon as the arm was lifted, it was held by the man's warm hand, and the voice was filled with a little emotion, "Can't you sleep?"

Wen Wan breathed lightly, and the shyness in her heart made her cheeks burn hot.

By the time he realized that Song Wei had turned over and pressed over her. Even if the lights were turned off, he could unbutton her bedclothes easily.

What happened afterwards is self-evident.

Perhaps when I arrived in a new environment, although it was my own family, I also felt inexplicably stimulating, so this love story lasted more than before.

Wen Wan was tired during the day. After finishing her work, she was too lazy to open her eyelids and fell asleep in a daze.

——

Song Wei went to the Imperial College early in the morning. Before leaving, he told Wen Wan that it was cold outside and that she should not go out and stay at home. She would buy what she should buy when he got home from school.

In front of Song Wei, Wen Wan promised to do it well.

As soon as her husband left, she took her sister-in-law to the street market.

My husband is not in charge of the family, so of course he doesn’t know what to buy. If you want to rely on him, I’m afraid he won’t be able to buy it for a few days.

——

Song Wei stood in front of the Dacheng Gate of the Imperial College, looked up at the towering and majestic plaque above, and felt awe in his heart.

Just as I was about to find someone to ask about how the freshman went to the school official to report, a figure suddenly flashed in front of me. The other party was a handsome boy wearing the Imperial College uniform. He looked about twenty years old and put his claws on Song Wei's shoulders very casually, "Freshman?"

Song Wei glanced at the other party without saying a word.

The young man raised his eyebrows at him, "The Imperial College is so big, if no one guides you, you will not be able to find a school official."

Song Wei still didn't respond.

The young man was not discouraged and introduced himself directly, "My buddy is called Xu Shu, the Imperial College Supervisory Student, are you a tribute student from the local area? In this way, if you help me do something, I will be a guide for you and take you to report to the school officials, how about it?"
Chapter completed!