With Xiao Chenye around, Wen Ran felt like playing house when going up the mountain to gather pig grass.
After completing the task, Wen Ran went home shamelessly to slack off.
"Really not going to play on the mountain for a while?" Xiao Chenye was still unwilling to give up, even when they reached the foot of the mountain, he continued to nag.
Wen Ran rolled her eyes at Xiao Chenye, speechless, "We're at the doorstep."
Xiao Chenye: "..."
Waa waa waa, he just wanted to spend some cozy time with Ranran, what's wrong with that?
As soon as they come down the mountain, there will definitely be all kinds of visitors. How is he supposed to have some time alone with his future wife?
"Alright," Wen Ran, opening the door, reminded, "Pay attention to the construction of the house. It's rare to be home, so go build up good relations. After all, it's a big deal building a house with tiles and bricks."
