"So, if we want to win the game, the men's football team is no longer good enough and we have to make a substitution!"

"Okay, I'll think about it. You go back first!" Qin Guoqiang nodded and said.

"Then I won't delay Director Qin's work."

After coming out of the General Administration of Sports, General Fan called Chen Muyang.

"Hello, Mu Yang."

"General Fan? What's the matter?"

Chen Muyang was shopping in the furniture store with Song Zhuer at this time.

"I just came out of the General Administration of Sports. It won't be long before they take action. We must be prepared to face the challenge!" said General Fan.

"We are not afraid of these domestic teams!" Chen Muyang said firmly.

What a joke. If these teams can't win, then wouldn't it be a waste for them to drink the physical enhancement liquid?

"Okay, very impressive!" General Fan recalled their performance in the game and felt that they lived up to his confidence.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Muyang and Song Zhuer filled the trunk and back seat of the car, and then drove home with a sense of reluctance.

"Grandma, grandma, we are back." When they got home, the car hadn't even stopped yet, and Song Zhuer jumped out of the car to look for her grandma.

"Why buy so much? Are the ones at home still usable?" Grandma came out and saw Chen Muyang unloading things from the car. The old lady had been frugal all her life and was afraid of spending money indiscriminately.

"Grandma, those things of yours are outdated. It's time to replace them!"

Song Zhuer and Chen Muyang worked together to make the bed for grandma, then went to the second floor to make their own bed, and put the rest in the cabinet to be taken out when guests came.

Then Chen Muyang started to cook dinner.

There is no natural gas in rural areas, so people can only burn firewood, electricity or buy gas cylinders.

Li Feng did a great job and even built an earthen stove in the kitchen.

By the time the four dishes and one soup were ready, it was already dark.

"Grandma, let's just have a simple celebration." Chen Muyang held up a glass of medicinal wine brewed by his grandma.

"Okay, this is much more convenient."

"Grandma, let me toast you too!" Song Zhuer also raised a glass.

"Okay, grandma hopes you two will be well in the future!" Grandma smiled kindly.

"Um!"

Song Zhuer nodded heavily.

After dinner, Song Zhuer took out the things she bought, which were basically clothes and some nutritional supplements.

"Grandma, these are all bought for you by Lazhua."

"What the hell are you doing? Why are you spending all that money? I haven't even finished wearing the things I bought last time."

Although grandma said she was not happy to spend money, the smile on her face grew wider instead of diminishing, and she naturally understood that this was the child's filial piety.

"Grandma, don't go to the fields when you're home. Just rest at home. We'll be back after we're done with our work if we're not busy."

Song Zhuer said seriously.

Grandma touched Song Zhuer's head and said, "Okay, listen to Lazhua."

It was dark and grandma went to bed early.

"Mu Yang, can you do me a favor?"

Chen Muyang was playing with his mobile phone when he heard Song Zhuer's voice coming from the bathroom next door.

"What's wrong? Spicy claws." Chen Muyang came to the next room and asked.

"Um, I forgot to bring my spare underwear. Can you help me bring it in? It's in the box." Song Zhuer's voice was a little difficult to speak.

"Oh, okay." Chen Muyang responded and rummaged through Song Zhuer's box.

Looking at the various underwear in Song Zhuer's box, he felt a surge of emotion.

"Have you found it?" Song Zhuer's voice came again.

"Found...found it." Chen Muyang swallowed, took a set and went to the bathroom door.

"Hand it in."

Song Zhuer opened the door a crack and Chen Muyang handed the clothes in.

......

When Song Zhuer came out wrapped in a bath towel, she saw Chen Muyang sitting on the bed.

"You...why haven't you left yet?"

"La Zha, you are so beautiful." Chen Muyang stared at Song Zhuer's rosy face with burning eyes.

"What are you doing? It's not like you haven't seen it before." Song Zhuer suddenly felt a little shy, always feeling that Chen Muyang's gaze was a little impure.

"No, you look especially beautiful tonight!"

"What do you want to do?" Song Zhuer covered her chest with her hands, a frightened expression on her face.

"I love you, Pearl!"

"Don't you always call me Spicy Claw?"

"It looks more formal this way."

"Oh, okay. I love you too, hubby."

"You already call me husband, so shouldn't we take it a step further?"

Chen Muyang stood up suddenly, hugged Song Zhuer, smelled the fragrance on Song Zhuer's body, bent down and kissed her.

All is quiet and spring is in full swing.

Chen Muyang's clothes fell to the ground, and Song Zhuer's bath towel also fell to the ground.

He gently laid her on the bed.

The moon seemed to know what was going to happen next and shyly hid in the clouds.

Looking at the porcelain doll-like Song Zhu'er, Chen Muyang said affectionately: "La Claw, give it to me!"

Song Zhu'er didn't say anything. She squinted her eyes, her eyelashes trembled a few times, and nodded slightly.

Chen Muyang, like a soldier receiving orders from a general, began to charge into battle!

However, the two novices worked for a long time but still couldn't find the right method.

"I remember it seemed like this in the movie." Song Zhuer had been looking forward to it for a long time and had to open her eyes. She looked at Chen Muyang looking around like a headless fly and said with a red face.

Then, Song Zhuer let out a cry of pain, and the two of them finally became one.

A drop of blood bloomed on the bed sheet.

"Shh, it hurts so much, didn't the internet say it was very comfortable?"

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