[Set in the 1970s + Face-Slapping s*umbags + Dimensional Space + Sweet Romance + Cozy Domestic Life]
Deng Zhilian wakes up to find herself inside a 1970s-era novel — as the brainless, big-b...
At this moment, he is shirtless, revealing his sexy and well-proportioned muscles.
Deng Zhilan was pressed under him, her thick black hair scattered on the pillow like seaweed, and her slender swan neck bent into an arc in an unbearable manner.
The corners of her eyes were flushed, and her fair face was faintly pink.
"Hubby, go to sleep."
"It's getting late, and you have to go to school tomorrow."
After hearing what Deng Zhilan said, Wei Yanzhen raised his eyes and glanced at her pink cheeks.
The nostrils are filled with the fresh orchid scent.
Since he went to the countryside, he has been sleeping in the same bed with his wife, and the lingering orchid fragrance has been with him like a shadow, but he has never smelled it before.
However, my wife is not feeling well.
The round curve on her lower abdomen was like a small pot, covering her belly.
Wei Yanzhen kissed her lips greedily again, then he let out a long sigh and stopped there.
"Wife, torture me!"
"When you get cum, I'll make sure you can't get out of bed."
Hearing what he said, Deng Zhilan felt extremely embarrassed and said to him with a red face:
“There’s nothing I can do about it.”
"Mom knows more than us. She said we can't let you do whatever you want!"
Wei Yanzhen thought of her own mother, who was indeed an expert in gynecology and a master in medicine.
So, sometimes, he himself couldn't figure out whether it was his mother who was against him or his wife's health was really not good.
He had no choice but to hug Deng Zhilan tightly with hatred.
And the troublemaker in his arms was still giggling.
Wei Yanzhen looked at Deng Zhilan like this, lowered his head, gave her a few wet kisses on her white shoulders, and stopped tormenting her.
But he pretended to warn her fiercely, "If you flirt with me again, I will really do it!"
Deng Zhilan was like a poor little quail, and immediately stopped moving obediently.
The next day, before dawn, I heard someone knocking on the door.
This time, Wei Yanzhen woke up first.
He saw that Deng Zhilan was still sleeping soundly, and got up from the bed quietly.
He picked up a vest and shorts, put them on, went into the yard and opened the gate.
At a glance, I saw the leader was Feng Zhijun.
However, behind Feng Zhijun, there were a few unfamiliar faces wearing black suits.
Wei Yanzhen was no stranger to this kind of people.
It can be seen from their temperament that they are people from the national confidentiality unit.
He couldn't figure it out for a while. Why did the other party appear at his door?
"Captain Feng, what's wrong?"
His gaze finally fell on Feng Zhijun, but Feng Zhijun looked at Wei Yanzhen with an embarrassed expression.
"Brother Wei, go and inform your wife to get dressed and come over to the city with these officials."
The people who got up early on purpose were not only Wei Yanzhen, but also Song Yitao from next door.
She no longer works in the fields because old lady Luo forces her to cook every day.
If she didn't cook, he would beat her with a chicken duster.
At this moment, Song Yitao got up reluctantly to light the stove, and heard the noise from next door.
She opened the door immediately.
I craned my neck to see what was going on.
I heard Wei Yanzhen and the other party talking:
"Zhi, if you have anything to discuss with me, I can go to the city with you."
However, the man in formal attire shook his head:
"Someone has provided evidence that Deng Zhilan was suspected of hiding contraband and leaking information to spies."
"This time we are here, not only to bring Deng Zhilan and Xiao Zhi to investigate, but also to search the entire yard. I hope Xiao Zhi will not interfere with official duties!"