Married to My Ex-Fiancé's Cousin-Chapter 670 Memories under the Starry Sky_1

She remembered that when she first met him, he didn’t cook at all. It was only later in Jiangling that he started to change.

Suddenly thinking of Jiangling, the air around seemed to grow quiet. Those were her and Qi Cheng’s most difficult times. Yet, they were also their happiest times.

Golden sunlight fell on his body. Ji Yunhuan could see a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, but he did not seem tired at all.

Ruirui was eating heartily. Ji Yunhuan looked at this little one, and even though he was still so small, it was clear that he was a genuine carnivore.

"Is it delicious?" Ji Yunhuan asked him.

Ruirui nodded, "Delicious."

Yangyang came over with a plate, this time with some vegetables on it. Ruirui didn’t even glance at it.

Ji Yunhuan looked at her son and couldn’t help but laugh, "Eat some of this."

He shook his head.

"You just love meat, don’t you? Aren’t you afraid of becoming a little fatty?" Ji Yunhuan looked at his chubby little face, feeling a bit worried. He wouldn’t really become chubby, would he? She didn’t have such a love for food! From whom did these little ones learn this?

"Fatty..." Ruirui looked at Ji Yunhuan with his big, blinking eyes.

When he acted cute, Ji Yunhuan’s heart softened, so she let him be, "Eat, eat more."

Yangyang walked to Qi Cheng’s side, "I want some too."

"Here you go." Qi Cheng handed him the plate. He took it and sat down next to Ji Yunhuan.

After a while, Qi Cheng also came over. He sat opposite her, looking at her, "How’s the taste? Have I made any progress?"

"It’s okay." Ji Yunhuan glanced at him. He had been busy alone for half a day and didn’t seem tired at all.

In late autumn, the sunlight was warm. Since it was daytime, it wasn’t cold.

The family stayed there for two or three hours, then took a walk around. The scenery was beautiful. It was the harvest season, and there were signs of abundance everywhere.

Qi Cheng held Ruirui as Ji Yunhuan walked beside him, looking at Qi Cheng. She hadn’t seen him for several days and didn’t expect to be alone with him here.

"Why do you keep staring at me?" He suddenly turned around as if he had eyes on his back.

Ji Yunhuan awkwardly averted her face, "I’m not."

"Really not?" Qi Cheng looked at her suspiciously.

Ji Yunhuan glanced at Qi Cheng, "What have you been doing these days?"

"Work." His answer was crisp and did not offer much explanation.

"You work so busily?" From her impression, he had always seemed quite idle. Even if he was busy, he wouldn’t disappear for so long.

Qi Cheng said, "You’re not special to me. Why are you so concerned about me?"

His remark was quite a blow to her.

Ji Yunhuan covered it up, saying, "I just casually asked."

She ended up making a fool of herself.

She also hated herself for asking him such questions without any reason.

Qi Cheng looked at the now quiet Ji Yunhuan and smiled helplessly.

Yangyang walked ahead alone, like a lonely and melancholic literary youth.

Ji Yunhuan looked at him and felt that she and Qi Cheng had spent too little time with him. She had heard that children of divorced parents tended to be more introverted, and Ji Yunhuan was genuinely worried about him.

But now, it seemed a bit pointless to worry about these things. After all, she could not just return to Qi Cheng’s side like this.

In the evening, Ji Yunhuan had just finished giving Ruirui a bath and putting the little one to bed.

Ruirui was young and fell asleep early, usually going to sleep shortly after dinner.

Yangyang tugged at Ji Yunhuan’s hand, saying, "Let’s go look at the stars."

"..." Ji Yunhuan looked at him, "Are there stars to see?"

"Yes."

Unable to resist her son’s request, Ji Yunhuan followed Yangyang to the rooftop, only to find that the house had a terrace from which they could see the stars.

Yangyang pulled Ji Yunhuan to sit on the swing, "Wait here. I’ll go get something."

"Get what?" Ji Yunhuan asked curiously.

But Yangyang had already run off.

He was only four years old but had very strong opinions. His rapid growth made Ji Yunhuan feel overwhelmed.

She sat on the swing, looking at the night sky. The moon was large, and the sky was clear. Tomorrow would be another sunny day...

As she dazed, the swing suddenly moved. Ji Yunhuan looked up and saw Qi Cheng standing behind her.

"Why are you here?"

"What do you think?" He threw the question back to her, leaving Ji Yunhuan speechless.

She looked toward the door but didn’t see Yangyang, and couldn’t help but sigh, "Did you ask Yangyang to call me here?"

Ji Yunhuan asked, but Qi Cheng did not answer. Instead, he sat on the swing and pulled her into his arms!

"Move over. Won’t Yangyang be embarrassed if he sees us?" It would be so awkward when Yangyang came back.

Qi Cheng looked at her without saying anything. Fireworks suddenly lit up from downstairs. Looking at the fireworks blossoming in the sky, Ji Yunhuan frowned. Although Qi Cheng did not give her an answer, she had guessed it. He must have prepared all of this long ago, hence asking Yangyang to bring her here.

"You’re almost forty. Aren’t you embarrassed?" She struggled but was held tighter by him.

He quietly leaned against her shoulder, "Be good, don’t make any noise."

Ji Yunhuan looked at him, "What are you trying to do?"

"I don’t want to do anything, just want to be here with you." His deep black eyes reflected the brilliance of the sky.

Ji Yunhuan stared at him, lost in thought.

Before she was kidnapped by Zhou Yixiu, he had done similar things. Back then, their relationship was excellent, not as strained as it was now.

Seeing Ji Yunhuan staring at him in a daze, Qi Cheng lowered his head and gently kissed her lips. After a light kiss, he pulled away and looked into her eyes, "You owe me this."

"What do I owe you?"

"The Qixi Festival we didn’t spend together." Qi Cheng looked at her intently, "When I prepared everything, you were with another man. Do you know how I got through that time?"

Ji Yunhuan was taken aback by his slightly sorrowful voice. During the days she was kidnapped, she completely forgot about Qixi Festival. She didn’t expect Qi Cheng to remember.

Qi Cheng looked into her eyes without saying a word, simply holding her in his arms.

The fireworks went on for a long time. This man had always been extravagant, something Ji Yunhuan had grown used to.

Leaning against his chest, she felt that the night sky tonight was exceptionally serene. Even though the night was a bit cold, she felt a faint warmth.

Qi Cheng didn’t bring up reconciliation. They just stayed upstairs for nearly an hour. She began to feel cold, "I’m a bit sleepy and want to go to bed."

"You can sleep in my arms."

"Why should I?" If she didn’t rely on him, how could she possibly sleep in his arms? But now, she was afraid of relying on him, afraid that when she woke up, he would change his attitude again.