Wen Xin looked at the funny video and asked, "What's wrong?"
"How about tonight..."
As soon as he stuck out his butt, she knew what he wanted to do?
She felt sleepy when she thought about last night.
I'm really tired.
I'm really sleepy.
"No, I'm sleepy!"
Jun Mohan was like an eggplant hit by frost. He hung his head and looked at him aggrievedly, his beard swaying up and down. He smoothed his hair and said aggrievedly, "I feel uncomfortable! Please."
"No matter how much, satisfy me once."
"Puff!" Wen Xin smiled and dropped her phone. "Just once."
After getting her consent, he excitedly raised his hands and started to pull her.
When they kissed, Wen Xin only felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen, but her thoughts drifted far away as he kissed her head.
I calculated the time, and these two days are exactly when I should start my confinement period. It’s true that whatever I fear will come true.
Here we come!
It would take seven or eight days to clean up, and even she herself was very upset.
"Close your eyes! Baby, you have to concentrate," Jun Mohan asked her to close her eyes while kissing her.
Wen Xin said awkwardly: "Uncle, I know you are addicted, but I want to tell you a fact. Not tonight."
The burning desire instantly reached its peak, and he smiled, "Why? You promised me tonight."
"I just had my period."
As if water was pouring down on his head, Jun Mohan raised his head and looked at her resentfully, "Are you sure?"
"Yeah! I'm sure."
"Damn! How long will it take?"
He had no choice but to get up, support himself on the bed with his hands, and look at her with an uncomfortable expression, simply unhappy.
"At least seven or eight days."
Jun Mohan wanted to die, he just wanted to cry, speechless...
Wen Xin stood up and said with a smile: "Okay, hold on for a few days, don't look at me like that, as if I disagree with you. Who told you not to touch me earlier?"
"Be good, solve it yourself."
Feeling better after being comforted by her, Jun Mohan leaned close to her and smiled, "Can you help me?"
"No, I'm tired."
"No, please, okay?"
Wen Xin doesn't say anything, but she smiles and her heart is filled with joy.
Unable to bear his nagging, Wen Xin finally agreed.
The next day, after working a morning, Wen Xin went to see Lin Haiyan and Zhou Zhou during lunch.
She sent someone to inquire about the transfer vacancies for Zhou Zhou's class, but found out that there were no vacancies for the spring kindergarten class until March after the New Year.
Considering that Zhou Zhou is already over six years old and she was afraid that he would be too old to start from the small class, she could only focus on the second semester of the middle class.
There are no vacancies for transfer, so I have to wait until March next year.
Jun Mohan was naturally not idle either. When he learned about what his wife was worried about, he used his connections to squeeze a spot for Zhou Zhou.
In today's society, money still counts, everything else is just passing talk.
When Jun Mohan returned home in the evening, he bought a bunch of lilies and went home. He saw that Gou Ye was not at home on the balcony, and Wen Xin was not at home either.
He called her immediately and found that her cell phone and bag were at home, but she was not there.
Knowing that she was going to walk the dog, I could only put the flowers on the table.
There was a pork ribs and lotus root soup she was cooking in the kitchen, which was emitting bursts of fragrance. Jun Mohan was naturally not idle either. He tied on an apron and started cooking.
When Wen Xin was taking the dog for a walk, she saw Tian Xiu Yu didn't go to the stall and was walking towards her, so she smiled.
"Sister Tian, you didn't go to set up the stall today?"
Tian Xiuyu came over with a smile, "No, something happened."
"What's up?"
"Xiao Han's ex-mother-in-law was beaten by the new daughter-in-law. Her head was bleeding. I helped send her to the hospital."
Wen Xin was stunned. "Wang Jiajia is so fierce? She even hit her mother-in-law."
"Yes! That woman looked like a vixen, really scary. She didn't care about the child in her belly, she just picked up a broom and chased me downstairs, beating me until I bled."
"Wang Qiang was so scared that she cried loudly and covered the blood on her forehead. No one dared to approach her. I was busy selling vegetables, but she held me tightly and begged me to help her."
"She was really pitiful, and she was Xiao Han's ex-mother-in-law, so I helped her."
After hearing this, Wen Xin naturally calmed down, but at the same time she felt a little gloating, thinking that the old woman deserved it.
If she hadn't been causing trouble, Xiao Han wouldn't have become like this. It really proves the saying that you reap what you sow.
Tian Xiuyu continued, "This woman deserved it. Xiao Han was such a good person but she was tortured like that. Now she knows she regrets it and kept saying how good Xiao Han was."
Wen Xin sneered, "She deserves it. People are like this. They don't like it when they get it, but they regret it when they lose it."
"Xiao Han was able to escape from the Zhang family, he must have done good deeds in his previous life."
"Yes! Wen Xin, are you out walking the dog?"
As Tian Xiuyu spoke, she bent down and touched the dog's head. The little guy rubbed against her happily and even wanted to lick her face.
It made Tian Xiuyu laugh out loud.
"Yes, uncle should be back soon. Why don't you and Xia Xia come to my house for dinner tonight."
"No, I've already prepared the food and brought it with me. We can eat while setting up the stall. Let's not talk about it now. I'm going to get busy."
Wen Xin nodded and smiled, "Come and play when you have time."
Tian Xiuyu left, and Wen Xin left with the dog that had pooped. Just as she was about to enter the elevator, she saw an old man spitting in the elevator.
It is the coronavirus period right now, and the old man is spitting mouthful after mouthful into such a small space.
Wen Xin frowned, her eyes fell on the pile of spit, and she adjusted her mask.
The old man also wiped his nose with his fingers and got his snot directly on the elevator handrail.
There was no intention to enter the warm moment.
The old man said in a deep voice: "If you want to come in, hurry up, why are you standing there?"
"No, Grandpa, can I make a suggestion?"
“…”
"The virus is prevalent now, especially the new coronavirus. Can you wrap your spit with a tissue? Can you wipe your snot on paper? If you wipe everywhere like this, it is easy to infect others."
Wen Xin tried to persuade him kindly, but the old man got angry and said, "Little girl, what do you mean by this? Do you dislike us old people?"
"Do you know how to respect the elderly and love the young? Why are you blaming me? I just like to vomit here. If you don't want to go, don't waste my time here."
"I'm telling you, I'm impotent, you'd better not talk to me."
"Bah!" He spat at Wen Xin's feet, looked at her coldly, and turned off the elevator.
Wen Xin was really angry, so she pulled Gouye up the stairs, cursing as she walked.
"What old man turned bad?"
"It's obviously a bad guy who got older. He was positive and deliberately infected others. It's really rubbish."
She was still cursing when she got home. Jun Mohan heard her voice and hurried out to comfort her.
"If anyone makes my wife unhappy, tell me and I will take care of him."
Wen Xin untied the dog leash and said angrily, "The old man upstairs is impotent, and he doesn't let us live a good life. He spits in the elevator."
"Not only did he not wear a mask, he also smeared his snot and saliva on the elevator handrail."
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