Chapter 366: Ration Dispute 2

Feng Qingxue's face turned red, and she cursed in a low voice, "You hooligan!"

"Dating without the intention of getting married is just hooliganism, but we are already husband and wife, a loving couple!" Lu Jiang argued, "If I wasn't so tired and sleepy yesterday, we should be reunited after a short separation!"

A short separation makes the new marriage better? Still hot and passionate!

Feng Qingxue spat at him, quickened her pace and ran forward, putting some distance between them.

Lu Jiang was unwilling to maintain even a small distance, and he quickly caught up with his wife. He naturally took her hand again. Feng Qingxue tried to shake it off several times but failed, so she let him hold her hand.

Upon learning that his son had gone out to pick up his daughter-in-law and that his children were the only ones left at home, Father Lu was worried and sat at the door of the cowshed, recalling the ups and downs of his life, keeping his eyes on his son's house. Until he saw his son and daughter-in-law approaching the door and opening it with intimate manners, the old man patted the snow on his military coat, walked out of the shadows and went back to his room to rest.

"Uncle, aunt, you're back?" Lu Tianjun, who was reading by the kerosene lamp, rubbed his eyes and yawned. "Then I'll go to bed. Xibao is very well behaved and didn't cry or make a fuss. The hot water is ready. The teapot is full and there's some in the pot. We can use it for washing."

"Thank you for your hard work, Tianjun."

After hearing what Feng Qingxue said, Lu Tianjun smiled and said, "What's so hard about it? Xibao is my brother."

Lu Jiang sent him back to the east wing and came back to scoop up some hot water.

Feng Qingxue simply washed up, brushed her teeth, washed her face, and applied a layer of skin care products.

Lu Jiang brought the footbath filled with warm water to the bedside and said, "Wife, you worked hard when I was not at home. Now I am back. I will wash your feet for the rest of my life until I can no longer move."

Feng Qingxue had just tucked the quilt in for Xi Bao, and hit him on the shoulder, "Don't say unlucky words about lying down and being unable to move!"

As he said this, he made a few "Puh, Puh" sounds.

Lu Jiang is a soldier, and the lives of soldiers are not guaranteed on the battlefield. She would be worried every time Lu Jiang went to the battlefield. How could she listen to such unlucky words? She was most afraid of hearing Lu Jiang say that she couldn't move in the future.

"Okay, okay, I'll pay attention next time! Sir, I'll pay attention next time!" Lu Jiang said as he helped her take off her shoes and socks, put her two snow-white, soft feet into hot water of suitable temperature, splashed water on her feet, and his rough big hands couldn't help kneading and squeezing them, "Wife, your feet are so beautiful, like carved from white jade." And as smooth as cream.

The skin on the feet is like this, so you can imagine what the skin on the body is like.

Lu Jiang's heart suddenly became hot and he immediately quickened his hands. After wiping Feng Qingxue's feet, he washed himself with the remaining water and grass and poured it into the corner outside. When he came back, he found that his wife had already lain down in Xibao's bed, snoring softly.

But he knew his wife was pretending to be asleep.

My wife sleeps very well and never snores.

"Qingxue, wake up, wake up, wake up, you haven't satisfied me yet!" Lu Jiang pushed her but couldn't wake her up. Seeing that her eyes were closing even tighter, he simply took her out of Xibao's quilt and put her in his own quilt.

Feng Qingxue was so frightened that she opened her eyes immediately.

"You hooligan, what are you doing?" His collar was pulled open. I should have worn a pullover. What a mistake!

"I've already told you I'm not a gangster! Let me have a taste, just give it a try!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Lu Jiang!"

The sound became lower and lower, and finally turned into gasps, one after another, and it did not stop even after the kerosene lamp burned out.

(End of this chapter)