A little after four o'clock in the afternoon, there were not many vehicles on the roads in the suburbs of Shanghai, and most of the vehicles that passed by sped away.
Passersby don't have the time to pay attention to the black sedan parked on the roadside, even though it is obvious that the car is worth a lot of money.
The car windows were rolled up tightly, making it airtight. She turned her head away from her husband who was childishly comparing himself with others.
Helplessly, she exhaled towards the car window in her direction. Qing Yuer couldn't understand what was going on.
These insecure girlfriends use melodramatic topics to test their boyfriends. Her mature, steady, gentle and reliable husband has gone crazy and is testing her.
Qing Yuer's wild thoughts delayed her chance to coax her husband. Chen Yanming swore that he was really jealous and didn't control his mouth.
But he asked his wife such childish questions in his mind, but he still asked.
The man turned away, staring without blinking at his beautiful wife who sat calmly in her seat in the face of his hurt eyes, and even breathed a sigh of helplessness.
It seems his wife is annoyed by him.
Understanding the idea, Chen Yanming, who was in pain, was heartbroken.
As much as the man usually loves and pampers Qing Yuer, Qing Yuer is now just as much indulging in the childish Chen Yanming.
Without saying a word, she unbuckled the seat belt in front of her, and her white jade-like fingertips slowly climbed up the man's hand between them, looking at the melancholy Shen Yanming.
"You are the most important thing. I will save you! I love you the most. I love you the most in the whole world! From the bottom of my heart."
Regardless of the inexplicable sadness, the young man was suddenly filled with confidence and held his chin high. His wife's words made him more proud than a victorious rooster.
The man raised his chin, played with his wife's hand, and nodded reservedly, apparently acknowledging his wife's sincerity towards him.
I didn't act weird anymore and took the opportunity to ask for a few kisses.
On the way back, the man's househusband nature kicked in and he asked his wife next to him what she wanted to eat in the evening.
My wife ordered two dishes, boiled prawns and steamed fish.
The food in the welfare home was just like that, and Qing Yuer rarely had the chance to eat seafood when she was a child.
Especially shrimps and crabs, which are not cheap. I like to eat them when I grow up, probably unconsciously to make up for the lack of them in my childhood.
Judging from the time, Aunt Zhao, the hourly worker, should have finished cleaning and left.
What to do? If the wife wants to eat, how can the husband not satisfy her?
Chen Yanming didn't hesitate and drove straight to the largest seafood market in Magic City.
My wife definitely wouldn't let me get out of the car. On the one hand, the road in the seafood market was slippery and there were many people, and I was afraid that she would accidentally slip.
On the other hand, out of the man's secret thoughts, his wife is beautiful and attractive.
The old and young people in the welfare home are enough to make Chen Yanming jealous. He has to endure his wife's family.
Of course, other people are not allowed to watch it.
The man came back quickly and bought prawns, grouper, and a large king crab.
Dinner was steamed grouper, blanched prawns, and half a steamed king crab.
Fearing that the dish would be bland, the busy man in the kitchen took apart a crab leg and made fried rice cake with crab legs, and also added some vegetables and a soup.
A meal of crabs and prawns filled me up.
After the meal, Qing Yuer accidentally ate too much and sat cross-legged on the carpet with her waist leaning against the edge of the sofa.
When eating, the little golden retriever likes to lie under the table and rub against the hostess's legs. The hostess runs to sit on the sofa, and the clingy puppy likes to crawl around the hostess's legs.
The man and the dog did nothing but supervise the male owner as he went back and forth in the living room collecting dishes and wiping the table.
The little golden retriever sees with his black eyes, while Qing Yuer uses her ears to capture the breath of life.
Like now, she sat here, stroking her bloated stomach at her leisure, with Biaobiao at her feet, her ears filled with the sound of men's footsteps, the crisp sound of dishes and chopsticks colliding, and the sound of the sweeping robot.
After cleaning up for a while, Qing Yuer looked up at the sound of footsteps that were getting closer and closer.
The oversaturated light reflected the flawless beauty of her face, which was as white as snow. She tilted her head back, pouted her lips, and complained in a troubled voice to her husband who was wiping his hands with a towel.
"Hubby, what should I do? I'm so full."
With a delicate and coquettish tone, she tilted her pretty and cute face to seek help from others, with a look of dependence on her face.
The villa's central air conditioning runs 24 hours a day, and the temperature in the house is always maintained at a comfortable 25 degrees.
Qing Yuer doesn't go out often, and for convenience, she usually wears the pajamas bought by Chen Yanming at home.
It was thin and light, covering her body. The silk skirt reached up to her thighs because of her cross-legged sitting posture.
The tight skirt hem sticks to her fair skin, her knees are pink, and her whole body is white and pink, without a trace of melanin.
Standing high above, Shen Yanming didn't need to make any effort. Wherever he looked, he saw a breathtakingly beautiful scenery.
The burning gaze moved from bottom to top. My wife's feet were so small and pink, and her ankles were so thin and lonely that it seemed as if he could hold them completely with one hand.
My wife's calves are plump but not dry, and they are white with a pink tint. There is no doubt that they feel top-notch. I wonder if they will squeeze his neck and keep tightening when I put them on his shoulders.
My wife's knees are pink, and her thighs are so fleshy...
The more Shen Yanming thought about it, the more confused he became. Qing Yuer touched her belly, looking confused.
"Husband, husband..."
The husband, who was awakened by his wife, scratched his nose with an uneasy look on his face and coughed twice in a serious manner.
Qing Yuer mistakenly thought that he had a cold, and anxiously asked someone to get the medicine box from the drawer in the living room.
Qing Yuer took two stomach-strengthening and digestion-promoting tablets, while Chen Yanming, watched by his wife, took a packet of Ganmao Ling granules and drank a few glasses of water.
The day passed for the young couple, and at night, after taking a bath, Qing Yuer lay on the bed and dozed off.
The man who was pulling the curtains was wearing pajamas. He also turned off the slightly glaring headlights in the bedroom, leaving only the small bedside lamp.
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