The employer's young couple felt like newlyweds after a long separation. Aunt Chen was very considerate and took the golden retriever out for a walk without saying a word.
After walking for more than half an hour, I came back and started preparing afternoon dinner.
Thinking of the happy occasion that the male host had returned safely, Aunt Zhao specially added two dishes to dinner.
The six dishes are small in size, ensuring that there is no waste and you can try more dishes.
During the meal, Aunt Zhao paid special attention to the way the young couple got along with each other. It seemed that they were having a quarrel.
The enthusiastic aunt in the kitchen quietly looked around.
Chen Yanming: "Wife, whichever dish you want to eat, I will pick it for you."
Qing Yuer: "You've forgotten what dishes I like to eat. It's up to you. I'll eat whatever you give me."
Aunt Zhao glanced at the six dishes on the table and dedicated herself to them.
There is not a single dish that the hostess doesn’t like. What about the host?
Hehehe!
Whatever the wife likes to eat, the husband likes to eat too!
The loss of memory did not prevent the man from being humble and submissive. In fact, because of the loss of memory, he was even more cautious as he looked at the six dishes.
Finally, he picked up two pieces of stir-fried pork with rice and put them into his wife's bowl.
Seeing his wife eating calmly with chopsticks in hand and no angry expression on her face, he let out a sigh of relief.
The man began to calm down again and pulled the blanched prawns on the table in front of him, and began to peel them honestly. While peeling, he did not forget to add more dishes to his wife in time.
After eating a few shrimps, the angry wife seemed to calm down a little because of her husband's good performance. She put down her chopsticks and spoke to her hardworking husband, asking him to eat and stop focusing on her.
The breath is cold and sharp.
She was still a little cold, and knowing that his wife was still angry, the man silently picked up a few more pieces of food for his wife, and then he began to eat his meal honestly.
Compared to the meticulous care he took of his wife, the man was very happy to eat by himself. After Qing Yuer put down her chopsticks, he had finished eating.
The night in winter always comes earlier than in the other three seasons, and it gets dark early.
The young couple who had been reunited after a long separation also came to the bedroom early and listened to the sound of water in the bathroom that kept drilling into their ears.
Standing at a loss beside the bed, Chen Yanming warned himself in his heart not to be so obscene, but his ears had their own ideas. He kept catching the footsteps, the sound of water, and all the noises coming from the bathroom.
The main light on the bedroom ceiling was on, and the highly saturated light shone and diffused everywhere, and the man's red ears were obviously invisible.
He acted as if everyone knew about the trivial things he was thinking about.
The sound of water in the shower stopped, and the man fumbled with his hands and began to walk back and forth with his feet.
Until the bathroom door was opened from the inside, the almost invisible sound of "creak" fell into the man's perked ears, which was louder than the sound of a landmine in his heart.
With a bang, the man whose face was about to smoke turned around abruptly, and looked at the woman with wide eyes as she tapped her guide cane "dong dong dong" directly on his heart.
His wife was so fair, as white as snow. She twisted her fingers and walked towards the man like a young wife.
"Let me blow dry your hair."
She looked shy, like a young wife being coaxed into bed.
The man grabbed the hair dryer on the bedside table and started blowing his wife's hair, and his mind was filled with impure thoughts.
My wife is so beautiful!
My wife is so beautiful!
My wife is so beautiful!
Thinking about sleeping with his wife in a while, the man glanced at his beautiful wife who was obediently lying on the bed and covering herself with the quilt before going to the bathroom. His pace unconsciously quickened a lot.
After taking a quick and efficient shower, the man who had been kissing his wife's face for a while picked up the electric shaver in front of the sink and started shaving in front of the mirror.
His wife's face was softer than an egg. The man, who was afraid that his beard would prick his wife, stroked her smooth chin with satisfaction.
Okay, now I don’t have to worry about hurting my wife.
The man wrapped in a white bathrobe with his chest exposed strode open the door and walked out happily.
The next second, he fell back with an unspeakable look of joy.
Looking around, I saw that the main lamp on the wall was off, and only a small warm yellow light was left on at the head of the bed.
And his wife, the wife he missed so much, was curled up with her back to him, as if she was asleep.
Men feel aggrieved, but they don't say it.
How can a man like me who stands tall and proud be so fragile because of my wife's sudden indifference? My heart is breaking like a crackling sound.
I stood alone by the bed for a moment, and my beautiful wife didn't move.
After a moment of hesitation, my beautiful wife also didn't move.
I was stunned for three, four, five times... My beautiful wife pressed and pressed, but there was no movement at all.
My wife doesn't care about me at all, she doesn't love me anymore.
But I am her husband.
What wife doesn’t love her husband?
He was crying in his heart, but he bent down and climbed into bed without showing any expression. After getting on the bed, he moved slowly towards his wife, Cricket Pupa, who seemed to be asleep.
The man rubbed his wife's back and pursed his lips as he looked at her cold back.
Which bastard has ill intentions to disrupt the close relationship between me and my dear wife? Wait!
My empty chest felt so cold. I raised my arm and tentatively placed it around my wife's waist, waiting silently for a while.
Not refusing means agreeing. The man became bolder and slid his arm down boldly.
He put his arm around his wife's waist and started pulling her into his arms.
“Bang!”
The pregnant woman, who was not asleep at all and was actually pretending to doze with her eyes closed, could not stand her husband's mischief and hit the man's hand for doing something wrong.
"What are you doing? Why don't you sleep properly at night?"
Chen Yanming raised his eyebrows and asked knowingly, "Wife, you are not asleep!"
Qing Yuer said angrily, "How can I sleep if you move so loudly?"
The man, who still has his bad habits, puts his arms around his wife's waist and helps her turn over. They can communicate better when they are face to face.
"Do you miss me? Don't you know how long we haven't seen each other? You fall asleep as soon as I come. You really have nothing to say to me."
Are you really that cruel?
The heartless pregnant woman would not fall for the man's attempt to show weakness and she rolled her eyes.
The two of them were so close to each other with their faces pressed together that Chen Yanming's warm breath hit the tip of her nose, making her feel inexplicably itchy.
The woman touched her nose uncomfortably, trying to wipe away the itch in her heart.
"I miss you so much, but you've forgotten us, an orphan and a widow. Why should I miss you?"
This hurdle was obviously very difficult, and the man knew it, so he directly blocked the angry words from the woman's mouth with an irresistible force.
It has been more than a day or two since I left home. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as dry wood meeting a raging fire.
The scorching breaths are intertwined with each other, and the passion is lingering.
The room was very quiet, except for the sound of water splashing, which lasted for a long time.
In the middle of the process, the woman pushed the man's sweaty shoulders, and drops of sweat fell on the man's shoulders, which were as white as snow.
The pregnant woman signaled to the passionate man that she was pregnant and asked him to take it easy!
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