"No, I'll wait."
Bai Jiaojiao breathed a sigh of relief, she was almost tempted by the handsomeness of the man.
Fortunately, he didn't insist.
Bai Jiaojiao silently pulled her messy clothes in order, thinking to herself, she didn't know if her body was attractive or not, but he was really attractive.
As expected, he is the most charming character in the post.
Xiaozhou couldn't sleep at all. His body was getting hotter and hotter, as if he was poisoned.
She, who is by his side, is his antidote.
So close, yet so far away.
Xiaozhou actually felt Bai Jiaojiao's resistance to him, as if in an instant he was back to the time not long ago when he just recalled the time when she rejected him the most.
He only hated himself for having treated her badly in the past, which was why Jiaojiao was so repulsive to him now.
He clearly felt that his wife liked him.
Xiao Zhou raised his hand and slapped himself hard.
“Bang!”
waste!
I can’t even coax my own wife, I’m no better than him!
The person who was asleep next to him seemed to be startled awake, but he endured the scorching heat and patted her gently, coaxing her to continue sleeping.
The next day, Bai Jiaojiao saw the obvious slap mark on Xiaozhou's face and was a little stunned.
"I'm playing?"
Xiaozhou: “…No.” He was the one who beat the whim.
"I'm sorry." She really thought she did it, even though she had no memory of it.
Fortunately, Bai Jiaojiao bought some concealer and applied it on him. She compared it with her own hand and the handprint seemed to be a little bigger than hers. Was it because of friction when it was applied?
Xiaozhou had thick, curled eyelashes and pursed his thin lips. A closer look revealed that his skin was particularly good, and he looked very heroic, manly, and particularly well-behaved at this moment.
If you stare at someone for too long, you’ll want to kiss them.
Bai Jiaojiao quickened her movements, and couldn't help secretly pinching his face twice, then withdrew without leaving a trace.
"alright."
Xiao Zhou raised his eyes, a faint smile flashed across his dark eyes: "Is it okay?"
Bai Jiaojiao: "I just want to see if the makeup is durable enough."
Xiaozhou pinched his wife's face, who also wore light makeup, and then looked at his own clean hands.
"It is quite reliable."
Bai Jiaojiao blushed in a helpless manner, but she explained that she blushed because she was praised.
"Of course I am a beauty expert, a master in the makeup world!"
"Yeah, Jiaojiao is the best." He responded.
"...perfunctory!" Bai Jiaojiao snorted, put on her tight cotton jacket, and went out proudly.
After dinner, Xiao's father took his wife to the Xiao family's head, for fear of being misunderstood if they were too late.
Xiao Zhou was also planning to go out. Looking at Bai Jiaojiao, who was playing with his sister in the dirt pile, he reminded her, "Stay well and don't run around. I'll be back soon."
Bai Jiaojiao made an OK gesture.
Xiaozhou was still worried, so he didn't forget to lock the door when he left.
Bai Jiaojiao had long been used to it; before, when she was home alone, the door was always locked.
There were signs of rain in the sky again, one or two drops falling sporadically.
Bai Jiaojiao felt relieved thinking that Father Xiao and Mother Xiao were together.
Unable to stay outside any longer, she took Xiao Yueyue into the room, washed the little girl's hands and her own, then felt bored, so she told her the story again.
There were so few fun things in the 1970s, and Bai Jiaojiao thought telling stories was a very interesting thing, and there was also an audience who looked serious.
Suddenly, there was a noise at the door.
Bai Jiaojiao frowned. The sound didn't sound like a door being opened, but more like a door being pried open.
“Crunch.”
The door was opened.
Bai Jiaojiao looked out the window and caught a glimpse of a sneaky figure. Her face changed and she quickly picked up Xiao Yueyue and tried to leave through the back door.
When he was about to reach the back door, he paused, picked up the axe beside him, and carefully opened the back door.
The person outside has already walked in.
There was a person standing at the back door. It was Chen Zhuang, whom I had just met not long ago.
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