Gu Mingtai gently held her hand and said, "I know. I didn't disbelieve what you said. I just didn't say anything because I was wondering who was helping him."
Zhang Meng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, gave him a reassuring smile, and then asked, "Have you figured out who's helping him?"
Gu Mingtai shook his head. "No, I know very little about him. If he hadn't wanted to harm our family this time, I wouldn't have noticed him at all. In my heart, that Nie family in Shanghai is worse than a stranger to me."
Zhang Menghui shook his hand, "You still have us."
Gu Mingtai smiled at her and held her in his arms.
At this time, Gu Mingtai had just finished taking a shower, and apart from a coat on his upper body, he was only wearing a pair of underwear underneath.
As luck would have it, when Zhang Meng let him hug her like that, she lowered her head and her eyes saw somewhere she shouldn't have seen, which immediately made her face as red as a boiled shrimp.
Gu Mingtai originally just wanted to hug her, but he found that he couldn't let go and even wanted to go further.
"Xiao Meng, it's getting late, let's go to bed." A pair of big hands came out from nowhere and unbuttoned her clothes.
Zhang Meng's breathing quickened, and she almost collapsed in his arms. Fortunately, she remembered in time that she hadn't taken a shower yet. "No, I haven't taken a shower yet. I can't stand doing that without taking a shower."
The hand that had already reached under her clothes suddenly stopped and pulled out reluctantly, "Okay, I'll get you some bath water, you wash, and we'll continue later."
Without waiting for Zhang Meng to call out to him, he jumped out of bed and ran out of the room as quickly as a monkey.
As soon as he went outside, Gu Mingtai walked into the kitchen humming a song that came from nowhere. He originally wanted to boil some water, but when he came in, he found that there was a pot of hot water in the big pot.
Worried that someone might need it, he waited at the stove for a while, but no one came in. In addition, he was thinking about what he was going to do with his wife, so he couldn't wait any longer. He immediately poured out the hot water in the pot and left the kitchen with the bucket.
What he didn't notice was that as soon as he walked out, someone walked into the kitchen.
Monk Jingchen, who had returned to get his clothes, happily opened the lid of the pot. His eyes immediately widened, "Who is so despicable as to take away the hot water I worked so hard to boil? Shameless!"
He finally decided to take a shower. The hot water had just boiled and he was about to take off his clothes when he remembered that he had forgotten to take his clothes. As a result, when he went back to get some clothes, the hot water in the pot had been stolen when he came back.
In the kitchen, Monk Jingchen looked at the empty pot and sighed.
On the other side, Zhang Meng was trying to calm down in the room. Before she could calm down, she heard the man who had been out for a while come back.
Seeing the big bucket of hot water he was carrying, she forgot her nervousness and curiously looked at the man pouring her bath water and asked, "Where did you get this water?"
He had clearly been out for a short while, so it was impossible for him to have boiled the hot water.
Gu Mingtai answered without blushing or breathing heavily, "I don't know who it belongs to. I saw no one wanted it, so I took it myself."
Finally, Zhang Meng went to take a shower next door under someone's eager gaze.
When she came back, as soon as she entered the room, Zhang Meng saw the man lying on the bed and the half of the space next to him. Her face immediately turned red, and she didn't know whether she should go in or not.
"I'm done washing up. Come up quickly. I've warmed up the bed for you. You won't be cold anymore."
Gu Mingtai, lying on the bed, looked like a good husband.
Zhang Meng walked in slowly, taking small steps. As soon as she sat on the edge of the bed, someone's hand wrapped around her waist. "I didn't think it was wonderful for men and women to do this kind of thing before. It wasn't until we got married and tasted it that I suddenly felt a little lucky that I didn't become a monk. Otherwise, I would definitely regret it to death."
His words were like hot wind, blowing on her neck bit by bit, making her itchy.
Zhang Meng trembled, and felt as if there were ten thousand ants crawling up and down all over her body, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Wife, why aren't you talking?" As soon as he finished speaking, his hands became restless.
Zhang Meng's whole body trembled again, her ears turned red, and she covered her mouth with one hand, afraid that she would shout out because of the comfort in her body.
"Don't be like this." Zhang Meng bit her lip and said softly like a little bird.
Gu Mingtai raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and immediately threw her to the ground, busy unbuttoning his clothes with one hand and setting up the mosquito net with the other.
Soon, inappropriate sounds were heard in the room.
That night, the couple didn't know if it had been a long time since they had done that, but the inappropriate noises in the room didn't subside until the second half of the night.
The next morning, when the couple came out, both of them had heavy circles under their eyes.
As soon as they came out of the house, the couple heard the voice of Monk Jingchen cursing before they even sat down.
Although he was a little tired after eating a full meal yesterday, Gu Mingtai still had a bright smile on his face. "Master, if someone makes you angry, tell me and I will help you find someone to teach him a lesson."
Monk Jingchen glanced at the two of them and immediately repeated his earlier curses, "Last night I finally decided to take a bath, but after I boiled the water and took out my clothes, I discovered that the water in my pot was gone. I don't know who is so shameless as to dare to use the hot water boiled by an old man like me."
Ever since Monk Jingchen returned to secular life, he has stayed in this village for a long time, and his tone of voice is a bit like those women in the village who like to curse.
Gu Mingtai, who was picking up food for Zhang Meng, immediately looked guilty when he heard his master's curse. Why did it sound like the person his master was scolding sounded like him?
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