322 Old men have tricks
Feeling the tight grip on his waist, Gao Qinghe knew that if he didn't make things clear tonight, he would not be able to get away from this old man.
Jiang Baohai asked: "Is he more handsome than me?"
Gao Qinghe looked carefully at the handsome face in front of him and nodded seriously.
"A little more handsome than you."
Jiang Baohai was almost mad with anger when he heard this answer, but he had no way to refute it.
After all, he is not Tony Leung or Takeshi Kaneshiro.
"Younger than me?"
"Well... a little younger than you indeed."
"Richer than me?"
"Not really."
Gao Qinghe said with satisfaction: "Don't worry, you definitely have more money than him."
Jiang Baohai felt that he should be happier, but he really couldn't be happy.
Because he has nothing except money!
"His abs look better than mine?"
After laying the groundwork for a long time, I finally got to this point.
Gao Qinghe suppressed his smile and shook his head, "Not as pretty as yours."
It’s just that the feeling of youthful breath and mature body intertwined together is particularly charming.
Of course, Gao Qinghe only added this sentence silently in his heart and did not say it out loud.
Sure enough, the corners of someone's mouth, which were pressed down, couldn't help but curl up a little bit.
"You're still looking at something that's not as pretty as mine? Aren't the ones at home good enough for you? Not only can you look, you can also touch them as you like."
Gao Qinghe grabbed the waistband of the man in front of her and said, "Let me touch it."
Jiang Baohai's forehead jumped violently, and he picked up the person and threw him onto the bed.
Then he took off his shirt, sat astride her, and took her hand, "Touch it, touch it freely, touch it well, touch it slowly."
He didn't believe that he couldn't satisfy her!
How could a young man like him have as much experience as an old man who has lived two lifetimes?
When the two of them were in love, Jiang Baohai whispered in Gao Qinghe's ear in a seductive tone:
"It's okay to just look at those wild men outside. They don't know how to be sensible and won't serve a woman. So... just look at your husband, that's enough, okay?"
Gao Qinghe's mind was full of his question "OK?" and she didn't hear clearly what was said before. In order to make herself more satisfied, she said yes repeatedly.
The result is predictable. The old man is indeed more resourceful. Gao Qinghe slept until noon the next day.
Looking at the crystal chandelier above my head and the dazzling sunlight coming in from the window, I felt a little dazed.
"woke up."
Jiang Baohai's voice suddenly appeared in the room.
Gao Qinghe turned around and saw a man in casual home clothes sitting on the sofa by the window with his legs crossed, holding a newspaper in his hand. He asked with a smile:
"Are you hungry? I bought some steamed dumplings and century egg porridge. Can I heat them up for you?"
As he spoke, he glanced at the time on his wristwatch and smiled indulgently again.
"It's noon, why don't you go downstairs to the restaurant to eat?"
Gao Qinghe is definitely not someone who likes to waste food. The four words "waste food" have long been deeply engraved in the bones of the Chinese people.
He shook his head and said, "Just eat at home."
"Okay." Jiang Baohai put down the newspaper, stood up, walked to the bed and kissed the corner of her mouth, "You wash up first, I'll go heat it up."
Gao Qinghe and the others had already reached the door of the room when he suddenly woke up and sat up and asked:
"Where's my cub?!"
The sound of trotting came from the living room, getting closer and closer.
Soon, Jiang Qiyue's small figure appeared at the door.
After being glared at by his father, the little guy could only stand at the door and tilt his head towards the room.
"Mom~, Daddy doesn't want to disturb my sleep." So she has been watching cartoons alone in the living room.
The little girl looked quite proud.
Gao Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand. The little girl immediately made a face at her father, ran into the room, took off her slippers, climbed onto her mother's bed, and gave her mother a big hug.
Jiang Baohai nodded at his daughter in a warning, smiled gently at his wife, and went into the kitchen to heat up food for his wife and children.
When Gao Qinghe came out after washing up, Jiang Baohai had just heated up the dumplings and porridge and served them on the table.
Jiang Qiyue frowned in disgust, and lay on the table and muttered: "Eating small buns again."
"The ones Daddy warms up himself are different from the ones out there. Baby, don't you want to try it?"
Jiang Baohai picked up a steamed dumpling and put it into his daughter's plastic bowl, then winked at her mysteriously.
Jiang Qiyue's curiosity was instantly aroused and he decided to give it a try.
As a result, I took a big bite with great anticipation, and it tasted exactly the same as the ones I usually buy on the street.
The little guy realized that he had been cheated, with a small mouthful of food in his mouth, and he couldn't spit it out or swallow it.
"Swallow it."
Gao Qinghe glanced over and Jiang Qiyue subconsciously gulped and swallowed it.
Jiang Qiyue would rather die than eat another steamed dumpling. He held half a bowl of century egg porridge and ate it in small sips with a spoon.
"Baby misses grandma. Grandma will make a variety of delicious buns, carrot, corn, mushroom..."
Jiang Qiyue was talking to himself while drinking porridge.
Jiang Baohai pretended not to hear and concentrated on helping his wife tear off the hardest folds on the dumplings. He ate the folds while his wife ate the meat and the soft skin.
Gao Qinghe wanted to drink porridge, but Jiang Baohai stopped her hand and gave her a look that asked, "How can a wife have such a hard time?"
He picked up the bowl and fed her spoonful by spoonful.
Gao Qinghe glared at him and asked, "What are you doing? Your daughter is still here."
Jiang Baohai shook his head. What was there to be afraid of for his own daughter?
Well, I really didn't have much energy. Gao Qinghe enjoyed her husband's service with peace of mind.
The couple fed each other and only had eyes for each other.
Jiang Qiyue: "..."
Garlic Bird, Garlic Bird, as long as mom and dad make peace, that's all that matters~
After finishing a lunch that was neither rich nor delicious, the family of three were full but still hungry. They took out snacks and sat on the sofa to satisfy their cravings.
While I was eating, the phone at home rang.
Jiang Qiyue glanced at his parents who were clinging to each other, and the couple exchanged glances in tacit understanding.
Jiang Qiyue sighed resignedly, quickly moved his short legs, and ran to answer the phone.
"Wow? I'm Jiang Qiyue, who are you?"
Hearing the voice from the other end of the phone, Jiang Qiyue threw away the dry sweet potatoes in his hand and started crying.
"Wow, grandma, Yueyue misses you so much!"
The affectionate couple looked at each other, as if they had forgotten something very important.
Gao Qinghe: "When did your mother say she would go to the provincial capital?"
Jiang Baohai: "Today...?"
TRAIN STATION--
Qi Lianxin, who was looking forward to seeing his granddaughter as soon as he got out of the station, was now standing in front of a newsstand near the train station, guarding two large heavy bags, feeling lost, helpless and angry.
She called her son and daughter-in-law early in the morning to inform them that her train would depart at 10 a.m. and might arrive at 2 p.m.
The train was just ten minutes late, and she was worried that the young man would have to wait too long, so as soon as she got off the train, she hurried out of the station carrying two heavy bags.
This was Qi Lianxin's first time taking a train in her life. The train station was crowded with people, and strangers kept rushing up to her to ask if she wanted to take a train, if she wanted to stay overnight, and who she was looking for in the city, saying that they could take her to find them.
Those people didn't look like good people. Qilian was so scared that he held on to his bag tightly the whole time.
She was thinking at the time that it would be good to get out of the station quickly, as her sons were waiting outside and everything would be fine once she saw them.
Who would have thought that after exiting the station, she would only see the bustling high-rise buildings and fast-moving traffic that made her uneasy.
I didn't see even a familiar figure.
At that time, Qi Lianxin’s first thought was that he had taken the wrong road.
She went back and walked around several times before she dared to believe that her unreliable son and daughter-in-law had forgotten that she was coming here today!
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