"daughter in law."
The man gasped with his mouth open, a dense layer of sweat oozing from his straight nose. The corners of his eyes were red from irritation, tears welled up in his eyes, and he was trembling so hard that he couldn't speak.
Xihe leaned over and kissed him on the lips.
Zhou Yang immediately became like a dried-up fish fallen on the beach, eagerly absorbing water. His hands, which had nowhere to rest, spontaneously grasped the slender waist that could be held in one hand and pressed hard against him.
Xihe was pinched so hard that it hurt, and he couldn't help but exert force with his hands. Zhou Yang suddenly let out a hiss.
"Wife, you are trying to murder your husband!"
"snort!"
"I'm sorry. I was wrong."
The clear moonlight shines in from the half-open window. In the half-light and half-darkness, human figures are entangled and moaning.
On the second day,
Xihe woke up in a hot embrace.
She didn't open her eyes, but pushed a man who was sleeping like a dead pig: "Go cook."
"Be good, sleep a little longer..."
Zhou Yang mumbled something vaguely, rubbed his chin on Xihe's head, hugged her, and slept more soundly.
Xihe...this physical strength is not good enough.
Xihe broke free from his embrace, lifted the quilt and climbed out of bed, put on her pajamas and went to the bathroom to wash up. Warm water flowed from the shower head, and the water vapor made the glass waterproof door foggy.
Boom boom boom,
"Wife~"
The water was running rapidly, and Zhou Yang knocked on the bathroom door: "Wife, do you need my help?"
Xihe...
Xihe: "Get lost!"
Zhou Yang: "Okay!" He turned around and took out a new toothbrush from the drawer and started washing. While brushing his teeth, he happily sang "We ordinary people are so happy today."
Xihe rolled her eyes and ignored him.
As usual, Zhou Yang cooked, and the two of them ate together before going to the research institute.
"Dr. Zhou, is there any good news today? You look so happy."
That grinning, silly look on his face, it was too much for these researchers to bear to look at.
"That's not the case. I... ahem, what are you talking about during work hours? Just get to work!"
Zhou Yang was about to brag when he saw his wife coming out of the office. He immediately put on a stern face and started to lecture her. After the lecture, he ran towards his wife and said, "Wife, are you tired? Do you want to take a rest?"
He was very concerned about the other person's well-being and acted like a servile person.
Researcher... Never mind, the important thing is to do your job well.
When he returned home in the evening, Zhou Yang took advantage of Xihe's washing up period and immediately ran to the opposite door, rolled up the clothes in his closet casually, then locked the door with a bang, and went into Xihe's bedroom with the clothes in his arms, and put them side by side with hers.
So Xihe came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel and saw Zhou Yang grinning foolishly at the cabinet.
"What are you doing?"
Smiling like a fool.
"Wife! I'll help you!"
Seeing her come out, Zhou Yang's eyes lit up instantly. He ran to her and pushed her to the sofa to wipe her hair.
"Wife, why is it that even though we use the same shampoo, my hair doesn't smell as good as yours?"
Zhou Yang sniffed the smooth black hair as it passed through his hands. He followed the faint rose scent to her neck, where he found a faint purple mark on her fair and delicate skin. Thinking that this was all his own work, his breathing suddenly became heavy. "Wife..."
Xihe was completely unaware and said "hmm" lazily with his eyes closed. Who would have thought that the towel on his body would fall to the ground the next second.
Xihe:!!!
She glared at him, but Zhou Yang blushed and whispered in her ear: "Wife, are you tired? Your husband will help you relieve your fatigue."
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