Zhang Xiuting just responded with a slight hum.

Lin Qianxing could feel the uneasiness and confusion of the other party, so after he warned her, he planned to turn around and leave to give Zhang Xiuting some private space.

However, as soon as he got dressed, Lin Qianxing felt his palm being pulled.

"Brother Lin, don't leave!" Zhang Xiuting said nervously.

"Okay, I won't leave." Lin Qianxing smiled and touched Zhang Xiuting's head and comforted her.

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Soon, ten days had passed since Lin Qianxing and Zhang Xiuting got married.

Everything was so natural, there was no imaginary vow of eternal love, and there was no love story about life and death.

Lin Qianxing just felt that there was an extra responsibility on his shoulders, which was a little heavy.

He will instinctively add furniture to his home, buy delicious food to take home, buy jewelry for Zhang Xiuting, and repair the buildings at home, hoping to live a better life and want to go home early after finishing his work.

But before, he was just muddle along, he didn't care what he ate every day, and it didn't matter if he went home earlier or later.

After leisure, Lin Qianxing would think that he was destined not to stay in the game forever, so one day sooner or later, he would see Zhang Xiuting when she grew old and died of illness, and the next time they played, they would return to the way they first met.

They will no longer be so intimate.

Wouldn't it be very irresponsible of him to do this?

Whenever these thoughts swirl in his mind, Lin Qianxing will choose to practice martial arts.

He felt that he was thinking so much just because he had eaten too much.

Just try to shoulder your responsibilities and face your life seriously.

As for the future?

Take a step and see!

Who can have a future without any regrets?

Although he thought so, Lin Qianxing felt that his mentality had changed while playing.
Chapter completed!