After arriving home, Zhou Jincong put her directly on the bed, looked at her sweaty face, walked to the enamel basin with the word "happiness" printed on it, wrung out a handkerchief with one hand, put the towel over her face, and began to wipe her face.

The water on the handkerchief had not been wrung out yet, and Ye Wangshu almost suffocated. He instinctively pushed his hand away.

Zhou Jincong's face darkened again.

"What? You don't like me touching you so much?"

His deep voice was obviously shrouded in coldness, and his dark eyes stared at Ye Wangshu: "Are you so fond of that pretty boy that you're still so wary of me even after getting married?"

Ye Wangshu felt uneasy when he stared at her, and said weakly: "No, no, it hurts..."

She bit her lip and explained, "I have nothing to do with that Li Jianqiang. He's a useless piece of shit, how can he compare to you? Do I really want to be his sister?"

When Zhou Jincong heard her say this, he couldn't help but snorted, but the coldness in his eyes faded a little.

But when he saw the red spot on Ye Wangshu's fair face, his expression suddenly became a little stiff.

He was already very light, so how could this girl be so tender that she turned red when touched? Was she a porcelain doll?

He held the handkerchief, feeling a bit hesitant, not knowing how hard to use to wipe her face. However, Ye Wangshu simply took the handkerchief, wrung it out, wiped his own face clean, and then washed a new handkerchief to help him wipe his hands.

Feeling the touch of that soft little hand rubbing against his palm through the handkerchief, Zhou Jincong's Adam's apple rolled and his straight body bent unconsciously.

With a cold face, he went out and fetched another basin of water. He took off Ye Wangshu's shoes and socks and put them in the basin, then rubbed her ankles deliberately with less force.

The numbing sensation on the soles of his feet made Ye Wangshu's scalp numb, and his lips were left with teeth marks.

After taking a shower, she curled up in the quilt, her heart pounding like thunder.

"What? Can I eat you?"

Seeing this, Zhou Jincong's face, which had just gotten better, became gloomy again. He sneered, went out to wash up, and lay back on the bed.

Ye Wangshu's heart was beating fast. Feeling his hot body temperature, he couldn't help but think of that erotic dream and subconsciously shrank back.

"Don't be on guard against me like a wolf. If you don't want me to, I won't touch you."

Zhou Jincong said coldly, "It's embarrassing for a married couple not to sleep in the same bed. Don't gossip in front of my mother. If you really don't want to talk to me, a rough guy, write a letter to your parents."

From his tone, Ye Wangshu knew that he had some concerns about the original owner and Li Jianqiang.

She couldn't help but pull his fingers and said softly: "I, I'm not unhappy, I'm just a little unprepared..."

To be fair, she quite likes Zhou Jincong's type. He knew that the original owner had some problems with that scumbag, but he just helped her wash her face and feet.

Zhou Jincong looked at her red little face and felt his mouth dry.

He always felt that this woman had changed a lot after her trip. She used to be indifferent to him, but now she was so delicate and soft, and tried to explain things to him in a good way. It made him feel like his heart was melting, and he couldn't even bear to blame her for anything.

After a long time, he turned over and said lightly: "Go to sleep."

Ye Wangshu closed his eyes obediently.

She thought she would sleep uneasily with someone around, but she didn't expect that the mixed male hormone smell on Zhou Jincong's body would help her sleep particularly well. Soon after it touched the pillow, she fell asleep.

I had a dreamless night. When I woke up, it was already bright outside and Zhou Jincong was nowhere to be seen.

She put on her clothes and went out of the house, only to see Zhou Jincong and Zhou's mother busying around in the kitchen.

Hearing the noise, the man turned around and said calmly, "If you wake up, go sit on the table. It will be too early soon."

Ye Wangshu was too embarrassed to sit there. Just as he was about to go forward to help, he heard a sarcastic voice: "Hey, you finally got up?"

A woman in a blue cloth dress came out and glanced at Ye Wangshu with a sour look: "Wangshu, you are so lucky. There are so many sisters-in-law and wives in this area. Not one of them sleeps until dawn and needs their husbands to make breakfast for them."

This is Li Xiaoxia, the wife of Zhou Jincong’s eldest brother. She has been at odds with the original owner since the original owner went to the countryside.

Ye Wangshu is an old hermaphrodite surfing 5G. Can't he tell that she is deliberately being mean to him?

On the side, Zhou's mother opened her mouth and hesitated to speak. She didn't know how to reconcile her two daughters-in-law. She could only look at Li Xiaoxia and say, "Xiaoxia, please stop talking."

Li Xiaoxia was unyielding: "That's right. I've never seen a new bride sleep until the sun is up and need to be served by her in-laws."

"Isn't it? How can others be as blessed as I am?"

Ye Wangshu smiled at Li Xiaoxia, picked up a towel and walked into the kitchen to wipe Zhou Jincong's sweat affectionately: "Yes, my parents said that the Zhou family is a good family, and Jincong is very capable and loves his wife. I'm afraid many girls would beg for a husband like him."

There was a hint of provocation in her eyes, which made Li Xiaoxia so angry that she was speechless!

Not only is my brother-in-law good-looking, he has also made great achievements at a young age. He must have a bright future. He also loves his wife so much. Compared with her husband, Zhou Jinrui, that poor worker, they are like heaven and earth!

She snorted coldly, "I don't know who has such an unclear relationship with Li Jianqiang that he even uses his own money to subsidize him."

Hearing this, Zhou Jincong's face suddenly turned cold, and his dark eyes stared at Ye Wangshu.

Ye Wangshu remained calm. "I just felt sorry for him and wanted to help each other. How could there be any ambiguity between us? You are Jin Cong's sister-in-law. Why are you so eager to speak ill of your sister-in-law and embarrass your brother-in-law?"

She hugged Zhou Jincong's arm affectionately: "With such a good man like Jincong, how could I fall for a short, poor, and ugly pretty boy?"

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