"Haha, really? I’m going to find something to dig it up!" Chenxing happily dashed into the house and quickly returned with a small shovel used for gardening, sprinting to a corner of the yard to dig incessantly.

"Let me!" Gu Shaocheng took over the task from her hands.

Chenxing squatted on either side of him, the two of them huddled together, their hair touching, even their breaths were harmonized.

A gentle aroma mingled with their breaths, seeping deep into their hearts.

"It’s this one!" Chenxing excitedly pointed at something.

Gu Shaocheng unearthed a jar of plum wine, cleaned off the outer layer of yellow clay, and as he opened the jar, a rich aroma wafted out.

Chenxing took a deep breath: "Haha, I’m going to get drunk."

Gu Shaocheng tasted a bit, "Not bad, it’s rich in flavor, but you can’t drink it, it’s quite strong."

"Why? I made it myself!"

Gu Shaocheng glanced at her lightly, Chenxing pouted, seeking his consent, "I’ll just have one sip, okay?"

"Do you know what you’re like when you’re drunk?" Gu Shaocheng gently tapped her on the head.

Chenxing replied effortlessly, "When I’m drunk, I just quietly fall asleep, but I can’t get drunk; I’ll only taste a little bit."

Gu Shaocheng chuckled, too lazy to argue with her, but he thought, since he’s there, it wouldn’t matter if she got drunk; when she’s drunk, she’s quite a flirt, making him feel as if his primal instincts were unleashed.

Gu Shaocheng felt a rush of blood in his head and shamelessly nodded, "Alright, tonight you’re allowed to drink freely."

Peck...

Chenxing rewarded him with a peck on his face, immediately grabbing a cup to pour the wine.

Under the entire sky, only the lights in the yard were romantic and heartwarming, the air filled with the rich scent of plum wine, Chenxing raised her glass and said to her beloved husband, "Hubby, cheers to us on our third wedding anniversary."

"Cheers! May our marriage be forever happy."

The slight clinking of glasses, Chenxing holding her cup with both hands, took a gentle sip.

The wine was infused with a fruity fragrance, how could it be so strong? Chenxing found it very delicious and couldn’t resist having two more glasses, little did she realize that plum wine packs a punch; when she became aware, her face was already as red as if it could bleed.

This table full of dishes is half made by her and half by Shaocheng, no matter how much they eat, it’s never enough. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"Shaocheng, I want to dance."

Gu Shaocheng elegantly got up, played music on his phone, having had a bit of wine himself, he quite missed the dance under the moonlight, recalling the first time he taught her to dance — a scene that made him smile uncontrollably.

At that time, even the confession was full of nervousness and excitement, unwilling to speak straightforwardly, he had meticulously searched for all sorts of pickup lines, finally realizing a tongue-tip confession was possible, thinking back, he couldn’t help but laugh at himself.

"Shaocheng, what are you laughing at?"

"Want to know?"

"Hmm!"

Gu Shaocheng gazed into Chenxing’s starry eyes, where his reflection was captured, he wrapped his arm around her waist, in the midst of music, under the gentle light, amidst the spinning dance steps, he boldly caught her lips in a familiar peck — his mischievous answer.

The tip of his tongue lightly brushed across hers, a wave of electricity instantly surged through his body.

Chenxing’s whole body went limp, already somewhat tipsy, as he kissed her intensely, she seemed even more intoxicated, the softest spot in her heart seemingly held by him.