"Sister Hui, you haven't answered me yet. Why are you crying here all by yourself?"
"I waited for him at home until almost 10 o'clock today, and he came home drunk with lipstick marks on his body. Then we had a big fight." His eyes were still filled with anger.
"Where's the child? Let a drunkard watch him." Upon hearing that the child was drunk, Wang Hu wondered how he could possibly look after him, so he pulled her towards her house.
When Wang Hu and Yu Hui arrived at her house, they heard the child crying as soon as they opened the door. Inside, the place was a mess, and the child was crying under the sofa. Her husband was lying on the floor, fast asleep.
Neither of them paid any attention to her husband. After calming the child down, Wang Hu asked Yu Hui, "Sister, what should we do with your husband? Should we just let him sleep here?"
Yu Hui looked at her husband, wanting to ignore him, but she couldn't really do that.
"Help me carry him to the bed." She pointed to the bedroom door.
Wang Hu was quite strong, so he didn't need Hui's help. He grabbed her from under her arms and dragged her up. Just as they reached the bedroom door, her husband suddenly vomited, making a mess everywhere.
Wang Hu felt nauseous when she smelled the odor, so she put her husband on the ground and went into the bathroom to start gagging.
After a while, Wang Hu, who had recovered, came out and saw that Yu Hui had taken off her husband's dirty clothes, the vomit was gone, and she was wiping the floor with a towel.
Wang Hu stood to the side, watching her work with a thoughtful expression, and thought to himself, "She's a virtuous woman indeed!"
Wang Hu went up to drag her husband into the bedroom, but Yu Hui stopped him.
"Let's move it to the second bedroom; it's really hard to clean up the vomit in the master bedroom."
“You still have to keep an eye on him. If he vomits again tonight, he might suffocate and die if it blocks his trachea.”
"What should we do then?" Yu Hui was at a loss.
After a while, Wang Hu came up with a plan. He had Yu Hui stand in front of him with a trash can, then he dragged her husband up, squeezed his stomach hard, and he vomited immediately.
After she vomited, her husband woke up unexpectedly, though he was still drunk. Wang Hu's first words were, "You're Xiao Wang, right?" Then he lay down and fell asleep again.
Wang Hu's face turned green upon hearing this, and he cursed inwardly, "Damn it, he said that in the morning and he said it again at night. If I don't turn you into a turtle today, I'll write my name backwards."
Wang Hu dragged her husband to the second bedroom, put him on the bed, and came out. Yu Hui had already tidied up and was washing her hands. Wang Hu went into the kitchen, pressed close to her body, and reached out from behind to wash his hands with her.
Yu Hui felt the warmth behind her, the intense surge of male hormones. She had brought Wang Hu home today with the intention of getting revenge on her husband. She hadn't expected Wang Hu to be even more proactive than her.
After washing his hands, Wang Hu wiped them on the towel next to him, then explored with one hand up and the other down, listening to her heavy breathing, before turning her over and carrying her to the sink.
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Two hours later, the two lay on the bed in the master bedroom. Wang Hu looked up at Yu Hui and her husband's wedding photo and felt a strange sense of satisfaction.
Looking at Yu Hui beside him, the flush on her face had gradually faded, and her breathing was steady, so she must have fallen asleep. Wang picked up the quilt next to him and covered her up, then got dressed and went outside. He went to check on the crib outside and saw that the baby was sleeping soundly, so Wang Hu left Yu Hui's house.
Yu Hui woke up as soon as Wang Hu left the bedroom. Recalling what had just happened, her face flushed again. She couldn't believe she had been so unrestrained; she had never been so lenient before.
Hearing the door close outside, I went out and brought the child in, then fell into a deep sleep.
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