It's not Zhao Wenzhuo's fault for having wild thoughts, it's just that the rumor has details to it.
It is said that someone saw Song Huaiwen bringing his girlfriend to the island today. She looked in poor health, thin and weak, with a pale face, and could not walk steadily and needed someone to support her.
The most important thing is that Song Huaiwen obviously doesn't care about this person. Even though his father is so sick, he doesn't even have the intention to help him personally. He keeps looking back while walking, and even thinks that his father is walking too slowly.
"Nonsense." Zhou Cuixiu threw the vegetables in her hand heavily into the basin and raised her voice suddenly, "Mom, where did you hear this?"
Huang 냫 Lan looked up at his wife and asked in confusion: "I heard what Xiong Jiaohua said, what's wrong?"
"Her!" Zhou Cuixiu looked as if she had realized it. "No wonder. Xiong Jiaohua is the head of the 19th Regiment. She has always felt that the Qin Brigade favors the Song Regiment, so she is jealous."
Huang Xiaolan frowned when she heard this. "Why would a woman like her interfere in a man's affairs? The leader will naturally give priority to those who are more capable. How can a woman like her be allowed to make irresponsible remarks?"
Zhou Cuixiu didn't stop picking vegetables and sighed, "Who said it wasn't true? She was the one who spread those rumors before."
This is really a wrong blame on Xiong Jiaohua!
Zhao Jianye, who was scared by the training, said: Yes, it was she who said that, not me.
"Random rumors?" Huang Lan's curiosity was instantly aroused. "Did you find out anything during your trip?"
Zhou Cuixiu laughed. She had eaten a mouthful of dog food today and came back ready to share it with her mother-in-law, but her mother-in-law turned away. When her mother-in-law asked her about it, she instantly stopped talking and kept chattering.
Huang Bailan was stunned when she heard this, and finally asked, "Are you really talking about Captain Song Huaiwen? Did you see it wrong?"
She knew that Song Huaiwen was notoriously cold and ruthless. He wouldn't even bother to raise his eyelids when the girl started talking to him. He even cried a lot during the blind date. He was obviously different from the Captain Song in his wife's mouth.
Zhou Cuixiu smiled helplessly, "Mom, how can I lie to you? Wait until that day when you come to the door and see for yourself, and you will know that what I said is absolutely correct."
The early morning sunlight shines through the glass windows and into the room, making it very bright. The sea breeze blows over the shell wind chimes hanging on the eaves, making crisp sounds.
This wind chime was given by Zhao Wenzhuo, who said it was a gift to celebrate Song Huaiwen's wedding. As far as Song Huaiwen knew, Zhao Wenzhuo had given quite a few wind chimes, and no one knew where he got it from.
Shen Nanqing was awakened by the sound of wind chimes. She slowly opened her eyes. The unfamiliar environment made her alert. When she propped herself up, she realized that this should be her home on the island.
She was so tired yesterday that she had no intention of paying attention to it. She slept very deeply this time and felt refreshed when she woke up.
She leaned against the head of the bed and looked around. The room was simply and elegantly decorated with a wardrobe, a dressing table, and a two-meter-long bed. On the bed was an ill-fitting army green quilt. At first glance, it was Song Huaiwen.
Shen Nanqing stretched lazily and got up from the bed, only to find that the clothes she was wearing were new. Her face couldn't help but get hot. She patted her face and walked towards the closet. The closet was very new. At first glance, it was new, and she could faintly smell the fragrance of solid wood.
The clothes she brought were neatly folded inside, and looking at the neat appearance, Shen Nanqing could imagine the serious expression on Song Huaiwen's face when he folded clothes, and couldn't help laughing.
"You're awake!" Song Huaiwen's deep voice sounded.
Shen Nanqing turned around happily, looking at Song Huaiwen, who was leaning against the door with gentle eyes. She jumped towards him like a leaping deer, her two white and straight legs flexibly hooked around his waist, her hands tightly hugged his neck, and her whole body hung on him like a koala.
Song Huaiwen responded quickly and adjusted his stance in time. He held her hips with one hand and her back with the other, holding her tightly in his arms.
Ana Shen leaned over to 놛's ear and nibbled softly, "You performed so well, what reward should I give you!"
As she spoke, her warm breath swept across the reddened tips of 놛's ears, and she smiled and said, "How about I reward you with a kiss."
Song Huaiwen's Adam's apple rolled, and his breathing became noticeably heavier. He turned his head for a kiss, but was interrupted by Shen Nanqing's panicked shove.
Shen Nanqing then noticed that the room was so bright, it turned out to be the curtains every day, her face flushed, "No, without curtains, people will see it!"
놛's voice was hoarse and sexy: "There's a yard outside, so no one will see us."
After saying this, without waiting for her to respond, he gently grasped the back of her head with his calloused fingers and pushed her forward irresistibly.
놛늀 was like a butterfly craving for nectar, sometimes sucking it gently, sometimes lingering around, trying to absorb her sweetness, making tiny "smacking" sounds while tossing around, and her breathing became a mess.
After a long time, Song Huaiwen pressed his forehead against Shen Nanqing's forehead, and the two people's interlaced breathing gradually subsided, and the violent ups and downs of their chests also stabilized.
He chuckled hoarsely, and gently brushed his palm across her hot cheek. Then he bent his arm slightly, slowly put her down, and said softly, "I just came back from breakfast. Go eat quickly. You were seasick and vomited like that yesterday, and you didn't eat dinner. If you don't eat, your stomach won't be able to take it."
Shen Nanqing was indeed a little hungry, but she found that her legs were still weak, and she staggered to hold on to her husband's arm, glaring at him coquettishly.
The main room is very spacious, with a long table against the wall facing the door, a dining table in front of which, four benches placed around the table, and a wooden sofa and coffee table placed on the side of the door. The furniture is complete, except that the tabletops are bare, which makes the room look much less lively.
There are three rooms in the house, and the kitchen is built separately outside.
Shen Nanqing took the toiletries handed over by Song Huaiwen and went out. The yard was really big. The original weeds had been cleared away, and a well stood alone beside it.
The well water is clear and sweet.
After washing up, Ana Shen returned to the main room and saw Song Huaiwen setting the tableware, and asked, “Didn’t you eat?”
"I'll wait for you." Song Huaiwen put the porridge in front of her and peeled an egg for her.
Shen Nanqing ate his meal while looking around, "There are still many things missing at home. Let's go to the supply and marketing cooperative on the island later. The yard is bare, so we can buy some seeds back..."
Song Huaiwen didn't say anything, but nodded from time to time, with the tenderness in his eyes almost overflowing.
The supply and marketing cooperative is a bit far from our home. Song Huaiwen took Shen Nanqing for more than ten minutes to get there. It was obviously much more lively here.
This supply and marketing cooperative is very large, with a wide variety of products. The wooden shelves are filled with merchandise, the counter glass is pressed against a yellowed price list, and a notice on the wall prohibiting supply by ticket is posted.
Shen Nanqing was standing in front of a row of shelves, checking with papers to see if anything was missing, while Song Huaiwen was holding a pile of items in his hands.
At this time, several women were standing not far from them, pushing each other and arguing in low voices.
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