Of course, Zhang Hongcheng would not think about having two wives.
When he risked his life to blast ice, the first thing he saw when he woke up from his coma was the beautiful figure of a woman with clothes on and drying her hair. That figure was deeply imprinted in his heart.
But this did not prevent him from going to his wife to "ask for a reward" about this matter.
As the heroine's real man, even if there is a misunderstanding or he is regarded as an ordinary man, don't think about resolving this kind of pink and romantic incident privately.
God knows what kind of bloody things that mysterious existence will come up with.
Zhang Hongcheng finally found the goddess of Minzu University in the school radio room who had just finished singing a song and was about to go off the air.
With a small exclamation, her soft waist fell into Zhang Hongcheng's arms.
Fortunately, there was no one else in the studio. Chu Miaohong gritted her teeth and stepped hard on the instep of the lecher behind her.
The fragrance of shampoo on the hair filled Zhang Hongcheng's nose, and he was a little intoxicated.
In the dark, he seemed to see again the pair of dim, sad and desperate eyes in the cowshed; in the tent on the flood control embankment, she with her hair loose showed him that stunning smile when he woke up; and in the wetland, the sound of the luggage bag behind him falling to the ground was heard, and the light from the sky outside the door was reflected on the shadow beside him...
"Tracing red."
"Um?"
The goddess seemed to notice something was wrong with her husband.
"I love you."
The man hugged her with his eyes closed and said three simple words to make the goddess lose the ability to think instantly.
Chu Miaohong probably guessed something, she turned around and put her arms around the man's neck.
A smile that amazed the world was revealed.
"I love you too."
There was no music, no further conversation, the two of them just quietly stayed in the studio...
Zhang Hongcheng's heavy footsteps were slowly stepping in a rhythm, and Chu Miaohong had already kicked off her shoes skillfully. Her feet stood on the man's instep, allowing the man to carry her weight sometimes to the east and sometimes to the west.
"Go on, I'm waiting for your cheesy love words..."
The daughter-in-law's demands must be met.
Five minutes later, a panting voice was heard outside the door, followed by an urgent knock.
Boss Yu's voice sounded like a mixture of laughter and tears.
"Dongdongdongdong, Laoliu, you two should turn off the microphone in the studio first..."
Chu Miaohong covered her face, damn it, she had completely forgotten...
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