He Runqing continued to look closer at her, his eyes filled with tender love.
Her voice still trembled with a seductive quality, though she was unaware of it:
"It's okay, your wife... can't see."
Who can tolerate this?
...
Although there was no real hands-on experience, they still managed to take advantage of everything they could.
After eating and feeling full.
Only then did they release the person and start washing up again.
He Runqing has a gentle and mild temperament. Even now, he gets up slowly and deliberately, and he does these things very carefully.
Fortunately, the two woke up early, and after a whole morning of fussing, Chen's mother outside was just starting to make breakfast.
He Runqing huffed and puffed as he ran to help.
Even if my legs feel weak at this point, it just means I'm running a little slower.
There are many people in my family, and I can't let them notice anything unusual, it would be so embarrassing!
She's like a little roe deer, running around happily all day long.
He Runqing cooked, trying different dishes for each meal, carefully observing what Chen Yifei liked.
She would silently remember which bowl he picked up an extra piece of food from with his chopsticks, and then make more of what Chen Yifei liked to eat next time.
For He Runqing, who enjoys cooking, this is a pleasure and a source of enjoyment.
Seeing that Chen Yifei enjoyed his cooking, she gradually started to cook to suit his tastes.
I felt a deep sense of satisfaction.
She would do her best to do whatever he wanted.
"Chen Yifei, I made dumplings today!"
"I made these noodles myself! Come and try them."
Chen Yifei wasn't inside the house; instead, he saw someone squatting in the yard washing clothes.
Oh dear... where did her underwear go?
He Runqing quickly went out to check.
She wanted to call for help, but when she saw that Chen Yifei was hand-washing her own underwear, she felt terrible.
It even felt quite awkward.
"You... Chen Yifei, you don't need to wash these, I can do it myself."
He then tried to snatch the clothes away.
But Chen Yifei wouldn't allow it.
It has already been rinsed several times, and now it is being scrubbed carefully.
Her face grew redder and redder the more you looked at it.
They're all there, all in Chen Yifei's hands.
"I can handle these things myself."
She felt very awkward.
Chen Yifei, looking every bit the perfect domestic man, tilted his head back and said, "I washed everything for you. I washed the socks and shirts separately, don't worry."
He just throws a whole packet in and soaks it directly. But he puts a lot of care into Qingqing's products.
I washed it thoroughly, following all the rules for girls.
There was even a hint of seeking praise.
But He Runqing was a little annoyed: "You can't just touch a girl's things like that. You can't touch them like that again."
"Do you know him? Chen Yifei."
She felt very angry. Did that mean... those things that shouldn't have been seen were also seen?
While still clinging to wishful thinking and trying to numb oneself.
Chen Yifei said, "What's wrong with that?"
“We’re married, we’ve been intimate, we’re in the same place, and we’re going to have children. It’s no big deal for me to help you wash.”
"Of course, I didn't see anything."
He thought about it and figured the reason must be something he saw.
Then she added, "I didn't notice anything unusual about you last night either."
He Runqing: "..."
She can't even deceive herself anymore!
How embarrassing! What should I do?
They started by grabbing Chen Yifei and punching him, but it was just small punches, and Chen Yifei didn't feel any pain at all.
She even added, "Really, I can help you if you need it."
As she spoke, He Runqing felt even more ashamed.
When someone is angry, they will directly use their mouth.
Another tooth mark was left on his arm.
Only then did Chen Yifei nod: "Okay, okay, I won't say anything more."
"Let's go in quickly. Let's eat the dumplings you made."
Yes, Chen Yifei likes to eat dumplings.
As the saying goes, nothing tastes better than dumplings.
He thought it was boiled dumplings. Boiled dumplings were alright, but he preferred pan-fried dumplings.
I never expected it to happen today.
He also never told He Runqing that he liked her.
I don't know where I heard it from, but lately I feel like I've been loving all the dishes that He Runqing makes. Of course, the prerequisite is that He Runqing makes them.
Pan-fried dumplings are made by letting boiled dumplings cool down, and then frying them in oil until they sizzle.
No matter what others make or what you buy, none of them taste as good as Qingqing's.
Chen Yifei took a bite; the surface was golden brown and the texture was crispy.
I couldn't help but eat a few more.
Seeing that Chen Yifei liked it, He Runqing couldn't help but feel happy.
Seeing the affection in the young couple's eyes, Chen's mother, though not wanting to disturb them, still said, "We've almost finished planning the expansion of our house."
“According to the area given by the village secretary, it’s not small. Your dad and I have been making arrangements these past few days. I’ll oversee the construction, and your dad will be doing the manual labor.”
Chen Yifei nodded: "Okay, if you need any materials, just let me know. I'll help you get them outside to cool off."
Chen Jianguo shook his head: "No need."
“I asked around at the commune and found some cheap ones, specifically for rural people to build houses. If you’re not in a hurry, you can still use them. But they can only be used for building houses. For your kind of livestock farm, you’ll have to find another way. Take your time to prepare.”
"Okay." Chen Yifei nodded.
Chen Xue also muttered, "This older sister said she was coming back to get fabric to make clothes, and she even sent a message. But she hasn't come to get it for so long. I'm worried something might have happened."
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