"Thicker, warmer."

There was a hint of depth in her eyes as she looked at him. Was she really planning to be a responsible and caring husband, or was it that she could only learn something from sleeping?

I shook my head to stop thinking about those messy things.

Often, many of people's troubles come from their own worrying about trivial things. In fact, if we can simplify the problem, we will have fewer worries.

Rong Qing said that he now really sees everything!

This morning, she checked her sea of ​​consciousness and found that her inner demons were gradually fading, which showed that her current attitude towards life was very correct. With Jiang Zimo personally serving and dressing her, she completely turned into a big white ball that could see things.

As soon as I stepped out of the house, I saw Jiang Yaner walking in from the front door. When he saw her, his eyes were not really kind, but he quickly hid them. He smiled and waved to greet her:

"Sister Qing, are you going out?"

Jiang Zimo stretched out his gloved hand and held hers: "Walk slowly, it's a little slippery, be careful not to fall."

Mother Jiang first glanced at Jiang Yaner and corrected her:

"You have to call me sister-in-law, and you can't call me sister Qing anymore." He turned his eyes to Jiang Zimo and said with relief:

"Not bad, not bad, Zimo has made progress. You know how to love your wife. Keep working hard. It's a blessing for you to marry such a good wife like Xiaoqing. You must cherish her."

As he spoke, he stepped forward and patted his arm. His shoulder couldn't reach it, it was too high. He lowered his voice and warned:

"Be more restrained. She's so fragile. You need to know your limits. She can't be compared to a specially trained soldier like you."

Jiang Zimo nodded: "Yeah, I understand."

After thinking about it seriously, it seemed that he had lost control. She had gotten angry with him a few times, and the way she had been so cruel was the most beautiful sight he had ever seen, and it belonged to him alone.

The next day, her spirits recovered quickly, and before getting back to the point, he carefully checked her condition before he felt comfortable with her.

Rong Qing knew what he was thinking by looking at his expression. Really, Bingkuai's mind was full of nonsense right now. She secretly stretched out her little hand and prepared to pinch his waist.

I couldn't find a starting point at all when I started. It was so hard and so frustrating. Really frustrating.

Jiang Zimo chuckled and whispered in his ear, "I can't pinch you now, but I'll let you bite it at night."

The stinky man, the big hooligan, glared at him, broke free from his hand, said goodbye to Jiang's mother and left.

I could still hear Jiang Yaner's aggrieved voice behind me:

"Mom, Qing, does my sister-in-law dislike me? She ignores me whenever she talks to me. What am I doing wrong?"