Wen Qing was unaware of Liang Wenhua's thoughts, and instead focused all her energy on making clothes, with her studies taking a backseat.
"Qingqing," Ji Yanjun called out.
The sewing machine was clattering in the workshop, but Wen Qing didn't hear it.
"Qingqing".
Wen Qing seemed to hear voices. She stopped sewing, stood up, and walked to the door. There she saw Ji Yanjun sitting in the living room picking out gifts.
"Yanjun, did you call me?" Wen Qing asked.
"Okay, come here." Ji Yanjun held out his hand.
Wen Qing walked over and naturally placed her hand in his palm.
Ji Yanjun gently pulled her close, hugged her, and sat her on his lap, asking, "Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival. Should we go back to the county town first, or back to Shuiwan Village?"
Wen Qing remained silent, looking at Ji Yanjun with an expression that seemed to say, "What do you think?"
Ji Yanjun immediately said, "Let's go back to Shuiwan Village first!"
Wen Qing nodded.
"Should the gifts be split equally?" Ji Yanjun asked.
"We'll split it equally," Wen Qing replied.
"Where are you having lunch? Are you coming back tonight?" Ji Yanjun asked.
Wen Qing, with an "what do you think?" look on her face, stared straight at Ji Yanjun.
Ji Yanjun quickly replied, "We'll have lunch in Shuiwan Village and be back in the evening!"
Wen Qing laughed, put her arms around his neck, and said, "You stayed in the county town last year. You only stayed for one day during the Spring Festival. Your mother was really upset. If you don't come home for the Dragon Boat Festival, she might come and say that I stole you away."
"Are you really willing to go back to the county town?" Ji Yanjun asked.
"I really mean it."
Ji Yanjun smiled.
Wen Qing understood that Ji Yanjun desperately wanted harmony and prosperity for his family, but as for Liang Wenhua... Wen Qing inwardly scoffed, deciding not to pay him any attention, as the more she did, the more arrogant he would become.
“Then we’ll go to Shuiwan Village first thing tomorrow morning, and then go back to the county town,” Ji Yanjun said.
Wen Qing nodded.
"Wen Qing, thank you." Ji Yanjun kissed Wen Qing's cheek, and then bit her lips.
"Oh, stop kissing me, I still need to make clothes."
"Let's kiss for a while before we do it."
Wen Qing bit his lip, and he let go in pain. Wen Qing took the opportunity to get off his lap, but he hugged her and held her in his arms, insisting on kissing her as much as he wanted.
As they kissed, Wen Qing couldn't help but begin to reciprocate his advances.
The next morning was both Saturday and the Dragon Boat Festival.
Early in the morning, Ji Yanjun got up, first cooked white rice porridge, and then called Wen Qing to eat breakfast.
Having gotten up so early, Wen Qing had absolutely no appetite, but she couldn't tell Ji Yanjun that she had no appetite. At normal mealtimes, if she said she didn't want to eat, it would immediately scare Ji Yanjun. He would instantly associate it with stomach problems or stomach cancer. Although she went for checkups every few days, it did nothing to dispel Ji Yanjun's fear of the disease.
Therefore, in order to be able to eat normally in the morning, she would go for a run every morning, which was highly praised by Ji Yanjun. Occasionally, he would even run with her.
Wen Qing returned from her run, and Ji Yanjun had already prepared breakfast.
The two sat together to eat breakfast. After breakfast, they packed up their things. Ji Yanjun drove back to Shuiwan Village first. The shoe factory in Shuiwan Village was established last year. Just like in his previous life, it was managed by the captain of the second team of Shuiwan Village. Aunt Wang, Sister Zhou and others worked there, and Yao Shiling occasionally went to help.
The villagers were extremely grateful to Wen Qing because the shoe factory had solved their problem of food and clothing. This time, Wen Qing and Ji Yanjun had just arrived at the Wen family's courtyard.
Aunt Wang, Sister Zhou, and others brought zongzi (sticky rice dumplings), sugar cakes, salted duck eggs, and preserved eggs to give to Wen Qing. Wen Qing declined, but Aunt Wang and Sister Zhou insisted on stuffing them into her hands and ran away.
Wen Qing was utterly helpless.
Yao Shiling said, "Take it. Besides the glutinous rice, the bamboo leaves are reeds from the lakeside, the sesame seeds on the sugar cake are from our own farm, and the duck eggs are from our own ducks. They're very fresh."
Upon hearing this, Ji Yanjun quickly said, "Then take them. I'll give each family a pair of shoes later."
“Yes, take it,” Yao Shiling advised.
Wen Qing accepted it, but when she brought it to the Ji family, Liang Wenhua looked disgusted, saying that it was made by rural people and they didn't know if it was clean or not.
Ji Yanjun looked unhappy.
Seeing Wen Qing lower her head after being talked to, Ji Ningzhi was secretly pleased, thinking that Wen Qing couldn't possibly talk back to her mother in front of her brother.
To everyone's surprise, Wen Qing didn't argue back, but what was even more embarrassing was that Wen Qing smiled faintly and said, "Mom, the steamed buns that our family ate last Chinese New Year were fried by Aunt Wang and Sister Zhou from the countryside." Wen Qing emphasized "our family" and "country people".
Liang Wenhua was suddenly blocked.
Then Wen Qing added with a smile, "Mom, I remember during the New Year, you ate the most. Yanjun and I didn't bring the leftovers back to Nanzhou." The implication was that you ate all the fried dough sticks that the villagers made.
Liang Wenhua blushed instantly, "You..."
Fearing that Ji Yanjun and Wen Qing would start arguing again once they got home, Ji Yousheng quickly pulled Liang Wenhua aside and said, "Wenhua, where did you put my coat? Find it for me right away."
Ji Yousheng pulled Liang Wenhua into the room and closed the door behind him.
Liang Wenhua shoved him away and cursed, "Ji Yousheng, are you out of your mind? Why are you looking for a coat in this heat? Why are you looking for a coat! Didn't you see that woman trying to stab me with her words!"
“You stabbed her first,” Ji Yousheng said.
“I’m her mother-in-law. What’s wrong with me saying a few words to her? What’s wrong with that? She’s so spoiled. She can’t stand anyone saying a word to her. I raised my son for over twenty years, and she took him away in one night. And now she’s showing off in front of me! Isn’t that right!” Liang Wenhua was angry, annoyed, and aggrieved.
Ji Yousheng sighed: "What's all this talk about robbing? Yanjun still has the surname Ji and lives with Wen Qing. I think he's quite happy and smiles a lot more than before. Besides, you used to always say that Wen Qing was uneducated, incompetent, and a country bumpkin. Now Wen Qing has an urban household registration. Feng Qing's company is much better than your son's, and she's a better student than your daughter. What are you still nitpicking about?"
"I'm nitpicking? Fine, fine, Ji Yousheng, I won't talk about that. I'm asking you, she and Yanjun have been married for a year, right? There's not even a hint of a child. Her belly is as flat as a highway. Do you think she's sick? Is she unable to have children?"
"Isn't she at school?"
"Is she the only one going to school? Everyone else has children, why doesn't she? What's the use of just going to school if you can't have children?"
"You!" Ji Yousheng pointed at her, "You're utterly unreasonable!"
Ji You angrily went out, but found the main room empty. He called out, "Ning Zhi, Ning Zhi!"
Ji Ningzhi has already gone to the Shen family to find Zhang Fangfang.
"Sister Fangfang, why don't you come to my house for lunch?" Ji Ningzhi invited Zhang Fangfang. "My brother and that woman are back."
"Wen Qing?" Zhang Fangfang asked.
"If it's her, then who is it?" Ji Ningzhi blurted out, "She just got back and already upset my mom."
"Did you two have a fight?"
"They're arguing!" Ji Ningzhi got angry just thinking about Wen Qing's smug look.
Zhang Fangfang was secretly pleased, and then said, "Wen Qing is really wrong. It wasn't easy for Auntie to raise Yanjun. How could she argue with Auntie?"
"Exactly!" Ji Ningzhi was furious just thinking about Wen Qing, so she said, "Sister Fangfang, why don't you come to our house for lunch? My brother is back too. It's been so long since we last saw each other. You two used to go to school together all the time." She also wanted to get Zhang Fangfang to annoy Wen Qing a little more, preferably to the point that Wen Qing couldn't eat or sleep.
Zhang Fangfang thought for a moment and said, "It just so happens that today is the Dragon Boat Festival. My family bought some zongzi (sticky rice dumplings), but we bought too many. I'll bring some to your family."
"Let's go," Ji Ningzhi said happily.
"I'll go change my clothes first."
While changing her clothes, Zhang Fangfang also put on light makeup, making her eyes, nose, lips, and face look much clearer and more beautiful.
"Sister Fangfang, you are so beautiful," Ji Ningzhi said.
“No matter how pretty you are, you’re not as pretty as me,” Zhang Fangfang said with a smile.
Ji Ningzhi was delighted.
The two walked from the Shen family home to the Ji family home.
"Auntie," Zhang Fangfang called out softly, carrying the gifts.
Liang Wenhua immediately smiled and said, "Fangfang is here. You're here, so don't bring any gifts. You're too kind." He then reached out and took the gift.
"Mom, where's my brother?" Ji Ningzhi asked.
Liang Wenhua pursed her lips, looking disdainful, and said, "She hasn't come out since she went into the room. I don't know what she's doing. She can't even have a child, so what's she doing?" Liang Wenhua spoke the last sentence very softly, but Zhang Fangfang heard it, though she pretended not to.
"Mom, Fangfang and I are going to take a look." Ji Ningzhi pulled Zhang Fangfang through the main room and towards Ji Yanjun's room. As they walked, the two of them became more cautious and slowly approached Ji Yanjun's room.
"Yanjun, I'm a little hungry," Wen Qing's voice came from inside the room.
Hungry? How about eating me?
"You're shameless."
Ji Yanjun chuckled softly.
Ji Ningzhi and Zhang Fangfang looked at each other, and Ji Ningzhi whispered, "She's shameless, why is she cursing my brother?"
Zhang Fangfang didn't reply. She and Ji Ningzhi moved closer to the room and pushed the door open a crack. Through the crack, they saw Wen Qing sitting on the bed reading a book, with her legs on Ji Yanjun's body. Ji Yanjun was massaging her legs and feet.
"You talk as if you've never eaten me before," Ji Yanjun said with a wicked smile.
Wen Qing threw down the book, pulled her leg back, pounced on him, bit his chin, and whispered, "You bastard!"
Ji Yanjun wrapped his arms around her slender waist, kissed her lips hard, and then cupped her face in his hands, asking, "Wife, does your foot still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore."
"Wear less high heels next time."
"High heels look good."
You look better without it.
"Get lost," Wen Qing said with a smile.
With a loud bang, the door slammed against the wall.
Wen Qing and Ji Yanjun turned around and saw Ji Ningzhi and Zhang Fangfang standing at the door in a daze. The two hadn't pushed the door open on purpose; they had accidentally bumped into it, and the door slammed against the wall.
Wen Qing immediately got off Ji Yanjun.
Ji Yanjun readily looked at Zhang Fangfang and Ji Ningzhi and asked, "Ningzhi, what's the matter? Fangfang, you're here too?"
It was Ji Yanjun's frankness that made Zhang Fangfang and Ji Ningzhi even more embarrassed, especially Zhang Fangfang, who felt utterly ashamed.
In her memory, Wen Qing was always clinging to Ji Yanjun, who was always indifferent. She never expected that he and Wen Qing would have such a close interaction in private. Zhang Fangfang felt uneasy, extremely uneasy, feeling depressed, bitter, and incredulous.
"Ningzhi, Fangfang, come in and talk," Wen Qing greeted with a smile.
Ji Ningzhi felt disgusted just thinking about how her brother had massaged Wen Qing's feet and legs. She looked unhappy and didn't answer Ji Yanjun. Instead, she grabbed Zhang Fangfang's hand and said, "Sister Fangfang, let's go."
Just like that, you left?
Wen Qing turned to look at Ji Yanjun, who suddenly leaned over and kissed her on the left cheek.
"Why did you kiss me again!"
Ji Yanjun kissed her right cheek again.
"Ji Yanjun, you..."
Before Wen Qing could finish speaking, Ji Yanjun pounced on her and kissed her on the bed.
At the same time, Zhang Fangfang clearly heard the laughter coming from inside the room, which seemed like a great mockery of her. She suddenly shook off Ji Ningzhi's hand and said, "Ningzhi, see you later."
Then she ran away sadly.
"Sister Fangfang, Sister Fangfang!" Ji Ningzhi called out.
"Fangfang, Fangfang, why did you leave before it's even lunchtime? Fangfang..." Liang Wenhua called out, asking in confusion, "Ningzhi, what happened to Fangfang?"
Ji Ningzhi pulled Liang Wenhua into the room and immediately said, "Mom, don't you think Wen Qing is disgusting?"
"What's wrong?"
"In broad daylight."
"What's wrong in broad daylight?"
Ji Ningzhi hesitated for a moment before saying, "I just went to my brother's room with Fangfang and saw him massaging her legs and feet, saying that her feet were uncomfortable from wearing high heels."
"Your brother massaged her legs and feet?" Liang Wenhua was shocked. Ji Yanjun was her son, and she never let him do any chores at home. Now that he got married, he was massaging that woman's legs and feet? Liang Wenhua felt a surge of anger rising within her.
“There’s more!” Ji Ningzhi said.
"What else!" Liang Wenhua's voice was already filled with anger.
“She even hugged Yao Ge, her own brother,” Ji Ningzhi said. “That’s why Fang Fang ran away in embarrassment when she saw it.”
"Shameless!" Liang Wenhua said angrily, "I told you from the beginning that with her looks, she was obviously a seductress. I objected to this marriage, but your father wasn't happy about it either. Now look, look, look! She's only been married a couple of years and she's already riding high on your brother's head. This man has forgotten his mother after only two years of marriage. What will he be like in the future!"
“I also heard that Wen Qing eats as soon as she gets home from school every day. My brother does all the housework, from cooking and washing dishes to sweeping and doing laundry. Look at her hands, they’re as tender as scallions. She’s obviously not good at housework,” Ji Ningzhi said through gritted teeth.
Liang Wenhua instantly lost her temper, opened the door, and rushed through the main room into Ji Yanjun's room.
"Mom, Mom." Ji Ningzhi followed after her.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?" Seeing the mother and daughter looking so aggressive, Ji Yousheng quickly stepped forward and asked, "Ningzhi, what's wrong?"
"have no idea."
"Wen Qing, come out here!" Liang Wenhua slammed open Ji Yanjun's door.
The room was empty.
Liang Wenhua and Ji Ningzhi were taken aback and asked, "Where is he?"
"What are you doing?" Ji Yousheng asked.
"She's definitely gone out again." Liang Wenhua got even angrier when she thought about it. This Wen Qing doesn't do anything productive. All she does is seduce people and boss her son around. She can't even have a child. The more Liang Wenhua thought about it, the angrier she became: "I'm going to find her. I want to see where she's gone off to this time."
“I’m going too.” Ji Ningzhi looked like she was enjoying the spectacle.
Ji Yousheng was completely bewildered and asked, "Wenhua, Ningzhi, what are you going to do?"
"Looking for Wen Qing!" Liang Wenhua stormed out of the main room, and just as she was about to leave the courtyard, she heard Wen Qing's voice: "Mom, what do you want?"
Liang Wenhua, Ji Ningzhi, and Ji Yousheng turned around and saw Wen Qing standing in the kitchen, holding a large scallion and peeling it. She asked, "Are you looking for me or Yanjun?"
Is Wen Qing peeling onions?
This was completely different from the scenario Liang Wenhua and Ji Ningzhi had envisioned. Liang Wenhua was seething with anger, a bunch of harsh words brewing in her throat, just waiting for Wen Qing's outrageous behavior so she could unleash them all on Wen Qing and teach her a good lesson.
Why was she peeling onions? This action completely stifled Liang Wenhua's anger and words, causing her face to flush red and then turn pale.
"Brother, where is my brother?" Ji Ningzhi stammered.
Wen Qing replied with a smile, "Gangzi came by just now, and the two of them went out to talk about something."
"What are you doing?" Ji Ningzhi asked, as if it were perfectly normal.
"Peel the onions," Wen Qing said.
Why peel onions?
"Cook."
Wen Qing has already taken the initiative to cook, so what else do Liang Wenhua and Ji Ningzhi want to do?
Ji Yousheng still didn't understand the situation and hurriedly said, "Put it down, put it down, I'll do it in a bit. You're always away making money, and it's not easy for you to come back. How can I let you cook? I'll do it, I'll do it."
"No, no, no, Dad, I can do it, I can do it. You're old, you should enjoy your retirement," Wen Qing said with a smile.
"So filial, so filial!" Ji Yousheng said with a smile.
Liang Wenhua and Ji Ningzhi rolled their eyes inwardly.
"Dad, Mom, Ningzhi, you two come inside and rest. I'll cook." With that, Wen Qing turned and went into the kitchen.
Ji Yousheng tried to stop her, but Liang Wenhua pulled him into the main room and said, "Let her do it and see what she can do. Let me tell you, this is definitely the first time she has cooked in the year since she got married. She usually makes our son cook for her."
"Wen Qing is so busy with both earning money and going to school, what's wrong with our son cooking a meal?"
"What about washing clothes? Sweeping the floor? Washing dishes? Our son does it all. What's the point of having her? She's been married for a year and her belly is still so thin."
"Can you please say less?"
“No!” Liang Wenhua said.
Liang Wenhua kept talking even after Ji Yanjun returned.
However, Ji Yanjun ignored her and went into the kitchen. Seeing Wen Qing chopping vegetables, he hugged her from behind with concern, took the knife from her, and said, "I'll do it."
"Get out of the way, or your mom will see this and say I'm abusing you again."
“It’s alright, I’ll do it and you can watch. They’ll think it’s you who’s doing it.” Ji Yanjun had already taken the knife, but Wen Qing was still in his arms. Wen Qing crouched down and slipped under his arm, saying, “Okay, I’ll watch.”
As Ji Yanjun was cooking, Liang Wenhua ran over. Finally finding an opportunity to vent her anger and say what she hadn't said earlier, she turned to Wen Qing and said, "Go to every household in the whole county and see if there's a single wife who's lazy and makes the men do all the work. Marrying a wife is just about getting her to serve you..."
"Mom, is it okay if I'm willing?" Ji Yanjun stopped Liang Wenhua from continuing.
What did you say?
“I said I’m willing, I’m willing to serve my wife every day, is that okay?” Ji Yanjun said.
Liang Wenhua was taken aback.
Wen Qing stood aside, feeling a headache coming on. Liang Wenhua was a mother-in-law who couldn't be influenced. She had to be slapped in the face time and time again to make her feel the pain before she would learn her lesson. So, Wen Qing didn't try to persuade her at this moment.
Liang Wenhua got angry and pointed at Ji Yanjun, shouting, "What's the use of you serving her food and drink? What's the use? We've been married for a year and she hasn't even had a child!"
Liang Wenhua's loud voice attracted Ji Yousheng and Ji Ningzhi, who stood at the kitchen doorway to watch.
Ji Yanjun was speechless at his mother's behavior. He was so angry that he didn't know what to say. He bit his lip and said, "Mom, it's not her, it's just that we don't want children right now. I'm doing withdrawal every day, is that okay?"
External application every day?
Ji Yousheng and Liang Wenhua were stunned; they had already said those words.
"What does 'external use every day' mean?" Ji Ningzhi asked.
"What are you asking, you little brat!" Ji Yousheng scolded Ji Ningzhi.
Ji Ningzhi was completely bewildered.
Ji Yanjun grabbed Wen Qing's hand and said, "Mom, if you continue like this, Wen Qing and I won't be able to come back for holidays anymore."
Then Ji Yanjun took Wen Qing's hand and returned to his room, carrying a suitcase and taking away the zongzi, sugar cakes, duck eggs, and other items he had brought from Shuiwan Village.
Ji Yousheng and Liang Wenhua stood there dumbfounded. Childbirth is a private matter, especially in this very conservative era. The mother-in-law was pressuring the daughter-in-law, and as a result, the son had to talk about his sex life. How embarrassing! At the very least, it would embarrass Ji Yanjun.
Then, for the next year's Mid-Autumn Festival and Spring Festival, Ji Yanjun and Wen Qing did not return to the Ji family. Instead, they often returned to Shuiwan Village. Liang Wenhua was angry, but she missed her son even more, as well as the family's lack of money. She also missed Wen Qing a little, since Wen Qing was now famous throughout the country.
However, Wen Qing didn't want the Ji family at all.
She and Ji Yanjun lived a very comfortable life. During winter and summer vacations, the two would stay in Xiacheng and travel to other cities. Because they were living such a comfortable life, she was always the top student in the whole school in her previous life, but in this life, she was always hovering in the top five. Even though she had studied the material once, she still did worse than last time. Wen Qing deeply realized that "a gentle life can lead to depravity," and it was all Ji Yanjun's fault.
In addition, Master Zhao never let her skip grades in her college entrance exams, so she could only attend classes step by step. Even so, she was still very close to the college entrance exams.
"Don't be nervous, whatever the result is, is what it is," Yao Shiling said.
Wen Qing smiled and said, "I understand."
Yao Shiling brought over a glass of water and handed it to Wen Qing. Wen Qing put the book aside and took the glass.
Yao Shiling asked, "Tomorrow is Monday, and you'll have class. When will Yanjun be back?" Wen Qing and Ji Yanjun have been married for a year or two. Ji Yanjun spends almost all his time with Wen Qing. He only drives short distances in his car and comes back in half a day or most of the day. This time, there's a big order, and he and Gangzi have to go together.
He was worried about leaving Wen Qing alone at home, so on Thursday afternoon he asked the school for a day off for Wen Qing and took her to Shuiwan Village. He and Gangzi had been doing this job for three days.
"Tomorrow morning," Wen Qing said.
"When are you going back to Nanzhou?"
"I have to attend early morning self-study this afternoon, and tomorrow morning I have to attend early self-study."
"Why don't you stop by and visit his mom and dad?" Yao Shiling asked.
"What are you looking at? The moment they see me, it's like we're at each other's throats, very hostile. I don't want to argue," Wen Qing stated.
Yao Shiling laughed: "Okay, let's have a baby soon."
"Mom, you say the same thing."
Yao Shiling said with a smile, "Whether you have a child early or late, it's all the same. With your mother-in-law being so protective of her own, I can't say what will happen if you have a daughter, but if you give her a grandson, just based on her protective and self-righteous attitude, your son will definitely have her under his thumb. Grandparents and grandchildren are very close. What you and Yanjun can't solve, the next generation will."
“How could that be? His mother looks like that…” Wen Qing was about to say something bad about Liang Wenhua, but when she thought of how good Ji Yanjun had been to her, she couldn’t bring herself to say it.
“You try it if you don’t believe me. We’re family after all. We can’t just cut off all contact. Yanjun must be feeling bad too, since they’re his parents,” Yao Shiling said.
Wen Qing hugged Yao Shiling's arm: "Mom, you're too kind-hearted, but I definitely won't compromise."
Yao Shiling: "Your temper!"
Wen Qing stayed for another half day. In the afternoon, Feng Qing drove her back to Nanyuan Community in Nanzhou. After changing her clothes, she sat at home and suddenly felt that the house was empty. Usually, Ji Yanjun was always around her, either hugging her or kissing her. The two of them would talk about random things and she didn't feel that it was so wonderful. But now that she was alone, she suddenly missed him very much.
Wen Qing looked up at the clock. There were still more than ten hours before Ji Yanjun returned. She paced back and forth in the living room, thinking about Ji Yanjun more and more as she walked. The more she thought about Ji Yanjun, the more she wanted to see him. She picked up the phone but was afraid of disturbing him while he was driving. Just then, there was a knock on the door.
"Who?" Wen Qing asked.
"Qingqing." It was Ji Yanjun's voice.
Wen Qing immediately went to open the door. As soon as the door opened, Ji Yanjun rushed in, hugged her, pressed her against the door, and kissed her without saying a word. He kissed her so hard that she couldn't breathe before he let go of her and looked at her with a smile: "Qingqing, I missed you so much."
Wen Qing laughed: "How did you know I was home?"
"I went to Shuiwan Village to find you." Ji Yanjun looked straight at Wen Qing, his nose touching hers, and lowered his voice, which was extremely seductive, almost enough to make you pregnant, and asked, "Qingqing, did you miss me?"
Wen Qing suddenly felt a surge of heat throughout her body: "Mmm."
"What do you mean by 'hmm'?" Ji Yanjun smiled mischievously, placing his hands on her slender waist.
"Hmm means 'hmm'."
"Have you thought about it, or not?" Ji Yanjun's hands began to wander: "Say it, say you miss me, hurry up."
Ji Yanjun's lips approached Wen Qing's lips, and Wen Qing's heart suddenly pounded wildly; she was extremely nervous.
“Say you miss me,” Ji Yanjun said.
Wen Qing whispered, "I miss you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Yanjun suddenly kissed Wen Qing and hugged her tightly. Wen Qing was completely powerless to resist and was pushed into the bedroom by Ji Yanjun while being kissed and hugged.
"Yanjun!"
"young married woman!"
"Foreplay, can you at least have some foreplay?"
"Okay, honey, I'll do whatever you say."
"Ji Yanjun! You pervert, stop licking me like that, ah..."
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