Song Yingying felt a chill all over her body and explained tremblingly.
"Yes... yes... I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it, and I don't know why it turned out like this..."
Zhao Weidong sat on the ground and didn't get up for a long time.
His face was dark and his expression was quite ugly.
Shameful!
How fucking embarrassing!
He could dodge his opponent's sneak shots on the battlefield, but at home he was kicked off the bed by his own wife.
If this matter gets out, how can he still maintain his status as the head of the group?
What really made Zhao Weidong angry was not that Song Yingying had done something to reject him, but that he had been "ambushed" by a woman.
The soldier's competitive spirit made him very upset.
Fortunately, the lights in the room were turned off, and apart from Song Yingying, no one else saw his embarrassing scene.
But after hearing Song Yingying's nervous and frightened voice, Zhao Weidong's mood changed.
He didn't say anything yet, and this woman was scared like this?
Is he really that scary?
Zhao Weidong thought gloomily.
He stood up from the ground, his dark and burly figure had a terrifying aura, like a ghostly demon.
Song Yingying was nervous and scared. She grabbed the quilt with one hand and quietly touched under the pillow with the other.
There, hidden was a pair of scissors.
If Zhao Weidong dares to take action, this is her only tool to fight back.
Whoosh…
Whoosh…
In the silence, Song Yingying heard her rapid and nervous breathing.
䛈䀴.
Nothing happened as she expected.
After standing up, Zhao Weidong did not attack him or say a word.
"You sleep on the bed, I sleep on the floor, we sleep separately."
As soon as the words fell.
The rough man walked out of the house, and when he came back, he was holding a mat and a military jacket in his hands.
He spread a cool mat on the ground, used his military jacket as a blanket, and Zhao Weidong lay down on the ground, and fell asleep.
Song Yingying curled up on the bed for a long time, her whole body tense.
That's it...
This fierce and rough man actually chose to sleep on the ground? !
Song Yingying was in shock and couldn't believe it for a long time.
But Zhao Weidong's figure was just lying on the ground, motionless.
After a while, a slight snoring sound was heard.
Zhao Weidong fell asleep.
Song Yingying's nervous mood finally relaxed.
Even with Zhao Weidong's promise, she still huddled in the corner of the bed, wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, and curled up carefully.
For a long, long time.
When it was getting light in the sky, Song Yingying fell into a drowsy sleep due to excessive fatigue.
In sleep.
She smelled the sweet aroma of eggs.
…
The house next door.
Jiang Nian gradually mastered the skills of controlling the fire and became proficient in using the large iron pot.
She fried two beautiful poached eggs using fresh eggs she had just picked from the chicken coop.
The egg yolk in the middle has just solidified and is a brilliant golden color.
The egg white around it is crispy and crispy, and it is so crispy and delicious when you bite into it.
Along with the fragrance came Jiang Nian's gentle voice.
"Qin Sanye, An'an, it's time for breakfast~"
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