Chapter 169 Do you believe me if I'm not a male fox spirit?
Yuan Tengzhen: "..."
He appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, he was completely at a loss.
Look at you, what a pathetic person you are!
What kind of man would break down and cry like that just because his wife wouldn't let him eat the leftovers?
He's like a lapdog. I don't know what kind of spell his sister-in-law cast on him to turn him into this.
Jiang Anchao tried to grab him, but Yuan Tengzhen pushed his hand away.
"Go back, okay? Go back, Lao Jiang, you're hopeless."
There's no cure for being henpecked.
There's no cure for those with a severe case of being obsessed with love.
Jiang Anchao sighed deeply and began counting on his fingers.
"She didn't even look at me during dinner today. I finished all my food, but she didn't ask if I had enough. She usually does ask me!"
"I carried the blanket to the living room, but she didn't react at all, and didn't even try to stop me. You know what, Brother Yuan! I was moving really slowly when I was carrying the blanket! I was just waiting for her to call me back so I could stay!"
"And another thing! Before, when she washed the dishes, I would mop and sweep the floor, and she would always praise me for being thrifty, good at managing the household, and a clean husband. Now I wash the dishes, mop the floor, and hang the clothes to dry, and she doesn't even praise me once!"
"Our feelings have faded. She's lost interest in me; she's tired of me! Yuan-ge, I'm about to become a middle-aged couple like you, and I don't want that!!!"
Yuan Tengzhen felt a pang of sympathy as he listened to what he said.
How old is he? Why is he still so dramatic?
Jiang Anchao wanted to recount all the 'misdeeds' she had committed against him.
Deng Qiu couldn't listen anymore. She slapped Jiang Anchao on the head and said, "Are you leaving or not? If you don't want to leave, I'm going back to lock the door!"
"Huh? Who's firing a gun? Who's setting off a cannon?!" Jiang An was completely bewildered, looking around but unable to find anyone.
Finally, he looked up and realized who was standing behind him.
"Hey sis, who are you looking for?"
He chuckled, his bravado was off the charts, "You look like my wife, but I already have a wife!"
Deng Qiu, unable to bear it any longer, curled her fingers and gave him two more sharp taps on the head.
"Look carefully at who I am!"
Jiang Anchao was in a lot of pain from the beating, and his eyes cleared up a bit. He stared blankly at the scene.
He suddenly woke up with a start, "Wife?!?"
Holy crap! Where did that really pretty girl go?
How did she become his wife?
Wait a minute! Could that have been a fox spirit in disguise?
That's scary!
Jiang An lowered his head guiltily, "I was wrong."
"Can you walk?"
"able.... ..."
Deng Qiu ignored him and shouted into the inner room, "Zhizhi, take your brothers home to sleep."
"Okay, Mom!"
Jiang Anchao nodded in agreement, "Yes, my dear wife."
Deng Qiu turned and left.
Jiang An grinned, showing his big teeth, and looked at Yuan Tengzhen with a smug expression. "Sorry, Brother Yuan, my wife is calling me home. I can't drink anymore. I advise you to drink less too. Too much drinking can break up a family. Don't keep dragging me to drink in the future."
As he spoke, he turned around and called out, "Deng Qiu, wait for me, wait for me!"
Yuan Tengzhen: "..."
He was so angry he laughed. "No way, who am I doing this for? Who's drinking here?"
Could he be any more pathetic?
When you turned and left, your smile was practically reaching your ears!
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Jiang Family
As soon as Deng Qiu entered the house, she asked the children to wash their feet. After they had all washed their feet, she planned to go back to her bedroom to sleep.
Jiang Anchao sniffed and sat alone in the living room.
Zhizhi waved, "Goodbye, Daddy, time for bed!"
Gan Su and Zhen Wei waved to him, "Dad, go to sleep."
Jiang Anchao smiled and waved to the children, "Go to sleep, go to sleep. Dad is fine on his own. Dad likes to sleep in the living room!"
'Bang!'
'Bang!'
After the doors to the children's two bedrooms were closed, Jiang Anchao could no longer control his expression, and he sat on the sofa with a sullen face.
"Sigh, the living room is so cold, and I'm all alone."
As soon as Deng Qiu returned after emptying the foot bath water, she heard him say this.
Jiang Anchao noticed her gaze, shrank back in fright, and smiled ingratiatingly, "Actually, I'm fine sleeping alone. Um, you go to sleep, you go to sleep, I'm okay!"
Deng Qiu rolled her eyes and went into the bedroom alone.
But whether by chance or not, the bedroom door wasn't closed properly, leaving a crack.
Jiang An sat on the sofa, his head spinning. He tried to shake his head, but found himself even more dizzy.
He quietly stood up and walked to the bedroom door.
After thinking for a long time, he finally sighed and didn't push the door open. Instead, he spread out the blanket and curled up on the sofa.
late at night
The surroundings were quiet. Jiang Anchao, still drunk after using the toilet, with blurry eyes, subconsciously pushed open the door and returned to the bedroom. He kicked off his shoes and quietly huddled down on the edge of the bed.
Deng Qiu was a quiet sleeper, and he woke up almost the instant he lay down.
She was just about to get up when she found that Jiang Anchao had fallen asleep the moment he touched the bed.
Deng Qiu frowned, but couldn't utter a single word to tell him to leave.
She stared silently at the ceiling, alone, wrapped in a blanket.
She planned to kick Jiang Anchao out when he woke up from fighting for the blanket with her.
But she waited and waited, and for a long time she didn't see Jiang Anchao try to take the blanket from her.
Deng Qiu was puzzled. Usually when she woke up, Jiang Anchao would almost immediately come and snatch the blanket, complaining that he didn't have enough to cover himself with.
Just as she was filled with doubt, she noticed Jiang Anchao shivering from the cold.
He closed his eyes and subconsciously shrank back, then reached out and covered himself with his pillow.
Skillfully, almost without any thought...
Deng Qiu: "... ..."
She remained silent for a long, long time, unable to resist reflecting on her actions.
Even when he's drunk, he can still so skillfully and naturally cover himself with a pillow to keep warm. How many times has he been frozen that he's become so experienced with it?
The pitch-black night
Deng Qiu sighed softly.
Despite the faint moonlight streaming through the window, she suddenly found herself unable to fall asleep, tossing and turning.
... ...
next day
Jiang Anchao turned over and slept soundly. He felt warm all over and subconsciously reached out to hug his wife's waist.
He reached out and placed his hand on a soft, slender waist, then stroked it up and down.
It's really nice, it feels great.
etc!
Jiang Anchao suddenly opened his eyes and realized that the feeling he had just experienced was not an illusion; his hand was indeed on Deng Qiu's waist, and the warmth he felt was also not an illusion.
Instead, he shamelessly ran into bed in the middle of the night and stole his wife's blanket!
Jiang Anchao's eyes widened, his mind completely blank.
no!
He didn't! He's not!
At this moment, his mind was like a vegetable market, filled with dozens of chattering aunties buying vegetables.
Deng Qiu also felt the gaze and slowly opened her eyes.
The couple met eyes, and the air seemed to freeze for a moment.
Deng Qiu paused for a second, then her gaze slowly descended, looking towards the direction where the two people were close together under the covers...
Jiang Anchao's expression almost cracked open. He stammered, "Um, if I said I was sleepwalking and didn't intentionally do this seductive thing, would you believe me?"
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