Chapter 104 Her Snail Husband is Missing

Jiang Wanwan had never done such a bold thing before. She was a little scared, but her body was shaking honestly.

Her mind was a little dizzy: "I'm afraid..."

Shen Xingjiang heard her gradually heavier breathing and bit her lips: “Don’t be afraid, I’m here.”

"...Well, don't be too heavy. If someone hears you, it will be bad."

Jiang Wanwan inserted her slender white fingers into his hair. When she touched his wet hair, the hot and fiery feeling ignited her.

"Hurry up."

Jiang Wanwan closed her eyes, gasping heavily with her red lips, and said three words in a compromising manner.

Shen Xingjiang grabbed the edge of her pants and laughed from his throat: “Okay, I’ll hurry up now.”

"!"

"I did not mean that."

"I didn't ask you to hurry up and fix my clothes. I asked you to hurry up."

Jiang Wanwan was so angry and embarrassed that she was about to cry.

After half an hour, Jiang Wanwan was so wet that she looked like she had just been fished out of the water. The force of the impact almost broke her waist.

“Slow…slow down…”

Almost dying.

Suffocated to death.

Chen Xingjiang held her waist, entangled by her sticky, soft voice, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and he resisted the urge to make her cry.

He just teased her: "Okay, then I'll extend the battle line."

Jiang Wanwan sobbed, "I beg you, don't... don't do this, my waist hurts, and it hurts even more there."

Shen Xingjiang looked down and saw in the moonlight that her tears were sliding down the corners of her eyes to her chin. She was crying like a pear blossom with rain on her face, looking so pitiful.

He kissed away the tears lovingly: "Yeah."

He tried to go as fast as possible, but it still took him more than half an hour to finish.

Jiang Wanwan closed her eyes and fell asleep with her head on his shoulder.

I disappeared into darkness and knew nothing.

When she woke up again, it was terribly late at night. There was a candle on the corner of the table by the window, and a faint smell of smoke filled her nose.

The stove on the ground was humming. The furnace tube leading to the outside was quite old, and scarlet flames shone through the cracks in the iron sheet.

There was a ball of cloth in the corner, and Jiang Yourou was lying in it. He had grown a little in the past two months, but was still chubby. He lay on his paws, with his little butt rising and falling with his breathing.

Sleep soundly.

Jiang Wanwan was confused for a while, and then slowly regained consciousness. She propped herself up on her elbows and sat up. She moved and found that she had been cleaned and changed into clean pajamas.

Not only that, when she first came, the bedding in the room was very old and the room was dusty, but now, the table and windows are clean, the bedding is freshly washed, and the bed has been adjusted so it doesn't creak.

The luggage she brought was placed on top of the cabinet, two towels were placed on the washstand at the door, and there was not a speck of loose dust even on the floor of the house.

Her snail husband is missing.

Jiang Wanwan put on her shoes, got out slowly.

This small house is about 60 square meters, and the room they live in is about 20 square meters. When you open the door, there is a room similar to a small living room, which is empty and has nothing in it. At the back is a small kitchen with the sound of running water and the light of candles.

Jiang Wanwan walked into the kitchen and saw this scene.

The man was shirtless and wore military pants on his lower body. There were several marks left by fingernails on the tight muscles of his back.

There was a stove in the kitchen, and next to it was a simple small bowl rack. Shen Xingjiang stood in front of the bowl rack and beat eggs.

Jiang Wanwan was wearing white cotton pajamas with small pink flowers, and the pink ribbon at the collar was tied with a standard bow.

Her long hair was parted on both sides, revealing her small face with only a pair of watery grape-shaped eyes, a delicate and small nose, and rosy and plump lips. It was small and delicate, and every detail was stunningly beautiful.

She moved slowly over with small steps.

She hugged Shen Xingjiang from behind and put her face against his back: “Hubby, do you know how much I miss you these days?”

"When I can't sleep at night, I always hug the pillow you slept on to relieve my longing for you."

"You are so mean. You don't even come to see me in my dream."

Shen Xingjiang wanted to do this too, and he was going crazy thinking about it.

She pressed herself against him softly from behind, and he couldn't help but curl his lips: "Don't wrongly accuse me, I came to see you, and I asked you to open the door, but you didn't let me open the door to go in, how can I see you?"

In fact, he dreams of Jiang Wanwan every night.

"You are such a heartless person, it's you who doesn't miss me."

Jiang Wanwan felt wronged and rubbed her forehead against his back: "Where did you get the quilt and food?"

Shen Xingjiang: "I went back to the dormitory to move the land and grabbed some food. Are you hungry?"

"Hungry."

After saying that, Jiang Wanwan’s stomach growled.

Shen Xingjiang beat eggs to make an omelette and noodles. He stirred the egg liquid with chopsticks. Nowadays, all eggs are free-range eggs. They are golden in color and very nutritious. After being stirred with chopsticks, foam appeared on the eggs.

While he was cooking, Jiang Wanwan kept asking him about what had happened recently.

"A lot of things happened during this period. Jiang Lian bribed my second sister-in-law to bury musk in my house."

The chopsticks stopped, Shen Xingjiang pursed his lips, his voice full of low pressure: "Then what?"

Jiang Wanwan felt his whole body tense up, and immediately rubbed his arm soothingly: "It was the day I brought Jiang Yourou to see you. She buried the grass in the morning, and when she came home in the evening, Yourou turned out the musk bag."

"Then my father brought my second sister-in-law back home overnight, and my second brother divorced her. Then, I asked my ninth grandfather to send books over, and all four children in the family were able to study. I also asked my ninth grandfather to make a musk bracelet for Jiang Lian. Pfft, just when I was waiting for you, Jiang Lian had a miscarriage."

Although Jiang Wanwan didn't know that she was pregnant, she couldn't feel pity for the child when she thought of Jiang Lian's vicious mind.

Shen Xingjiang put the bowl down, he turned around and hugged Jiang Wanwan, wishing he could hold her in his body.

"I'm sorry...it's my fault..."

There's no better life for you.

It was so dangerous for her to marry him.

Shen Xingjiang wanted to kill himself.

He is useless.

Jiang Wanwan hugged him and said, "Nonsense, I don't blame you. If it weren't for you, my life would be worse than it is now."

"Oh, I'm so hungry, please cook for me."

Shen Xingjiang nodded: “Okay.”

Chen Xingjiang cooked white noodles. The soup was milky white, the noodles were soft and delicious, and they were delicious when paired with fried eggs.

Dawn, before daybreak there is endless darkness.

Jiang Wanwan drank a mouthful of noodle soup and picked up a piece of egg for him: "I'm so happy to be by your side every day."

“Woo woo…”

Jiang Yourou woke up when he smelled the smell, licking his lips and staring at the egg in Shen Xingjiang's chopsticks.

Shen Xingjiang folded the noodles in his bowl to his dog bowl: "Digging out the musk is your first-class achievement."

Jiang Yourou smelled the scent of Shen Xingjiang on Jiang Wanwan, and treated Shen Xingjiang as another master. Hearing Shen Xingjiang praising it, it wagged its tail.

After dinner, Jiang Wanwan rinsed her mouth and fell asleep in his arms.

Although she was very tired, she was really happy~~

The next day, Jiang Wanwan forced herself to sit up. Shen Xingjiang had already gone out for morning practice. She got dressed and took Jiang Yourou out to the farm.

She bought two buns from the farm cafeteria, gave one to Jiang Yourou and ate one herself.

After eating the buns, I went to the chicken coop. As soon as I entered the door, I saw Hong Meiling, Zhao Dajiao, and even Director Xu were there.

Hong Meiling looked at her and couldn't hide the jealousy in her eyes: "Director, no matter how bad my mother is, she is also an old chicken farmer and knows how to raise chickens. What can this little girl do?"