Old Wu said, "Such a beautiful wife, so many people would kill for her, why don't you cherish her properly?"
Song Shiting: "..."
Old Wu, speaking from experience, said, "Women are just like that. As long as you make her feel happy at night, she'll feel like she's eating delicacies even if she's eating coarse food with you during the day."
Song Shiting thought that Lao Wu's statement was unreliable.
But... he also thought of a problem.
Old Wu also thought of a problem!
His gaze swept back and forth across Song Shiting's face several times before he suddenly asked, "Are you lacking in skill? Are you making people uncomfortable? Let me tell you, that kind of thing can be addictive, but if you do it the wrong way, it can leave a lasting negative impression."
Song Shiting's expression froze.
He and Ruan Qingling had a daughter, so naturally they had slept together.
However, Ruan Qingling never showed any enjoyment; instead, she was filled with disgust for him. Therefore, he couldn't help but wonder if he really didn't understand... and was making her uncomfortable by acting recklessly!
Song Shiting's expression turned serious.
Old Wu could tell from his expression that he had guessed correctly!
Although Song Shiting possessed great martial arts skills, he lacked technique and resorted to brute force.
That must be it.
He realized that bringing the couple over today was the right decision.
Old Wu immediately said, "Come with me, I'll give you something."
Old Wu entered their small room, which was less than eight square meters.
Song Shiting got up when he was called and glanced at the kitchen.
Ruan Qingling is still inside.
He was holding Ya Ya in his arms, but he kept listening to Lao Wu say those dirty jokes.
Does Ya Ya understand?
Song Shiting's hands were stiff.
Ya Ya, however, really likes her dad.
She couldn't understand what her father was saying, but that didn't stop her from clinging to him.
Old Wu, as if afraid someone would see, waved and said to Song Shiting, who hadn't gone over yet, "Hurry up!"
Song Shiting then walked over.
Old Wu handed him a yellowed piece of paper: "Take a good look at it when you get back. It's full of techniques and positions that will guarantee you and your husband will have an incredibly harmonious relationship. Brother, remember to thank me when you're all set."
He was so kind to give his most treasured possession to Song Shiting.
Song Shiting held the paper in his hand.
But he dared not open it.
My daughter is still in my arms.
He didn't dare say a word.
Ruan Qingling and Ding Xiuxia finished washing the dishes and talking.
As soon as they came out, they saw Song Shiting carrying his daughter and running to the door of Lao Wu's room.
She asked, "What's wrong...?"
Song Shiting quickly stuffed the paper into his pocket.
Then he turned back and handed Ya Ya to Ruan Qingling.
Old Wu said, "It's about how to take care of children. It's tiring for men to take care of children, and they are not as delicate as women."
As soon as Ya Ya saw her mother, she immediately wanted a hug.
Ruan Qingling took the child.
Ding Xiuxia looked at Song Shiting's family of three; the man was handsome and the woman was beautiful.
It looks especially cozy.
How could their lives be disharmonious?
The group sat down and chatted for a while.
Ya Ya had already fallen asleep in Ruan Qingling's arms.
Ding Xiuxia asked, "Is Qingling planning to find a job or stay home to take care of the children?"
Based on her observation, she felt that Ruan Qingling was not the kind of woman who couldn't do anything.
I can easily make arrangements for my daughter and find her some work to do.
Ruan Qingling said, "Let's see, I don't have any ideas right now."
Ding Xiuxia simply smiled and said nothing more.
After all, this is a matter between the couple.
On the way home, Song Shiting remained silent, especially when riding his bicycle; he rode with his head down.
Ruan Qingling was also puzzled as to why Song Shiting remained silent.
Her daughter fell asleep, and her arms were a little sore from carrying her all the way. When she got off the bicycle, she stood for a while.
Song Shiting locked his bicycle, closed the door, turned around and saw her still standing there, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Ruan Qingling said, "My hands are a little sore."
Song Shiting reached out and took his daughter from him.
Ya Ya slept very soundly tonight.
He placed it on the bed and glanced at it.
After thinking about it, I manually moved it and deliberately placed it at the very back.
Ruan Qingling was unaware of the situation inside the room; she clenched her hands outside.
Yaya has grown exceptionally fast these days.
My arms really ached after holding it for a long time.
Besides, my body is still weak and not fully recovered, so I can't quite handle it.
She poured out the hot water from the coal stove, intending to take a bath.
When Song Shiting saw Ruan Qingling go to take a bath, he remembered the thing in his pocket, took it out and looked at it.
I instantly felt my blood rush to my head.
Old Wu drew the pictures himself, but just looking at those poses makes his blood rush to his head.
I quickly put the picture away.
But it was precisely at times like these that the sound of Ruan Qingling taking a shower amplified infinitely in his mind.
It won't go away!
I even felt hotter.
Ruan Qingling took a shower and brought in a bottle of medicine from outside.
He said to Song Shiting, "Go take a shower. I've kept the medicine for you. Don't stop taking it. If you persist for a while, it will be effective."
Song Shiting nodded.
Go out to take a shower.
After the cold water was poured over me, I felt my body temperature drop a bit.
But when he thought of the faint scent of soap that Ruan Qingling smelled on him when she passed by, the heat that had just subsided suddenly returned.
Ruan Qingling sat on the edge of the bed, looked at her daughter, and then at the bed.
This bed isn't that big; it's just big enough for three people.
The daughter was placed at the very back.
The thought of having to squeeze in with a man like Song Shiting was unbearable.
We've been in the same bed all the time, but it just doesn't feel the same now.
Especially at night, Ding Xiuxia talked to her so much.
At this moment, I felt a strange restlessness in my body.
But... is it really necessary to commit to being with Song Shiting forever now?
Just then, Song Shiting walked in.
I just finished showering. It's only early March, and the night is still quite cool.
Song Shiting was only wearing a vest and shorts.
Ruan Qingling turned around and saw a robust body, with a wilder beauty than the statue of David.
His gaze, like a whirlpool, was fixed on her face.
Ruan Qingling felt her throat burning, so she quickly blinked and said, "Let's apply the medicine and go to sleep."
Song Shiting nodded.
A deep voice asked, "You'll help me?"
Ruan Qingling saw that he had already walked over and handed him the bowl.
He could only sit cross-legged and reach out to take the bowl he handed him.
Song Shiting took off his vest.
It immediately presented a wild beauty.
Ruan Qingling held a bamboo skewer.
She wrapped a little gauze around it to make it easier to handle.
She looked at the back of Song Shiting's head.
These scars on a man's body, ironically, reveal a wild, masculine beauty.
Her mind was fully mature, but at this moment, she only wanted to indulge in male beauty.
Song Shiting felt something cool moving across his back.
He closed his eyes.
For some reason, the images he had just seen seemed to have been automatically generated and filled his brain.
Ruan Qingling's voice came over: "Turn around."
Song Shiting's body was stiff and he didn't move.
Ruan Qingling thought he was asleep.
He said, "Turn around, otherwise how can I apply the medicine?"
Song Shiting said, "Let's just work on the back today. I'll work on the front myself later."
Ruan Qingling didn't know what was wrong with him; he had applied the medicine halfway and then stopped.
She said, "No need for a second hand, turn it around..."
Song Shiting then turned around helplessly.
As she turned, Ruan Qingling saw something standing upright!
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