The Married Life of a Heartthrob Female Alpha [Female A, Male O] (ChatGPT Trans)

Chapter 41

Chapter 41

The temperature in City K turned slightly cooler in October. The green plants and trees on the roadside remained lush, and when he and Song Yi went out for a walk, they could smell the scent of fallen flower petals left on the ground after the flowering season. Mixed with the smell of soil and a hint of coolness after the rain.

City K is a city with a long history.

It is one of the top twenty developed cities in the country.

Before his transfer, Pei Qingmian had been to City K once for a mission with his colleagues - he stayed in City K for three days that time.

When Song Yi heard him talk about this, her eyes sparkled brightly, and she proudly and cheerfully recounted how she and her colleagues had excellently completed the task, full of excitement and in a relaxed tone.

"That was my first time in City K, it was two years ago. Before that, I never thought I would stay in City K - and marry an Alpha."

Song Yi: "I never thought I would get married before thirty."

Pei Qingmian looked at her in surprise.

Song Yi shrugged, "You are my first love."

They rarely talked about their pre-marriage love. Pei Qingmian knew that their first time was an accident when Song Yi did not rely on suppressants during her sensitive period.

He felt the same way.

"Not relying on suppressants during the sensitive period" and "having no love experience" are not two equivalent facts.

Pei Qingmian felt surprised and thought it was too coincidental.

A round and large sunset was about to sink into the edge of the sky, swallowed by the hills. From their perspective, it looked golden and bright, like a flame, like. . . well, like a salted duck egg yolk.

Pei Qingmian thought to himself and blurted out.

Song Yi was amused by his description.

He had little literary talent, but when describing things, he used clever and vivid words, making people smile.

Song Yi's laughter is gentle and elegant, like a beam of moonlight softly shining on a person.

Then, Pei Qingmian continued the previous topic.

"You are also my first love."

Yes, first love.

These two words on the tip of the tongue can feel a hint of sweetness. Just the name, first love - is enough to explain everything, it contains joy, sweetness, ambiguity, a mixture of confusion. It is possession in a cycle, the first kiss, a walk under the sunset, the large balcony of the bridal chamber, the flowers she bought for him, the pretty dress he gave her.

They are each other's first love.

They are each other's partners.

Pei Qingmian talked about his past.

When he was young, he looked a lot like Pei Heng, too beautiful - "My parents used to say, at that time I looked like a. . ."

"Doll."

Song Yi has seen his old photos.

She had to admit, she really liked Pei Qingmian's childhood: round face, snow-white skin, grape-sized eyes, when he smiled - he looked like an angel.

Pei Qingmian's adolescence was even more beautiful, like a doll in a shop window, placed in the most prominent position, attracting passersby to linger.