"Those students at the next table look like well-educated college students!"
After hearing what Song's father said, Song's mother immediately laughed and scolded: "Look at what you said, what do you mean by looking like a college student? I am a college student."
"That's true." Father Song thought about what he had just said and scratched his head with a smile.
"Yes, it's great to be an educated person." Yang's mother next to her also sighed, her distant gaze seemed like she was missing someone.
After dinner, Song Wen took everyone to buy things, and everyone talked as they walked.
During everyone's discussion, Wu Xing just listened silently without saying a word.
Although those classmates were not as good as her Song Wen, she also felt that those people had an elegant temperament, different from the uncles and aunts she knew in the village.
She was envious, but at the same time she felt a little uneasy.
"Dad, Mom, Aunt Yang, it's getting late now. Let's go back first and come back tomorrow." Song Wen spoke and suggested to the elders.
"That's fine." Everyone was carrying a lot of things in their hands, so they decided not to continue shopping.
Although I didn’t buy everything, I did buy most of the daily necessities, so it didn’t have much impact.
So everyone started to go home.
By the time they got home, it was getting dark.
"You all must be tired after sitting on the train for so long. I'll go boil some water for everyone to take a bath, and then go to bed early." Song Wen said as he took the things he bought into the house.
Father Song looked at the sky which had just turned dark and asked, "Is it too early to go to bed now?"
He also wanted to drink tea and chat in the yard.
Song's mother also put down her things. "It's late. I'm sleepy anyway. Dad, if you're not sleepy, come and help me get these things ready. Boss, go and boil some water."
"...Okay." Song's father had no choice but to run to work.
Song Wen looked at his parents' backs, smiled, and went to the kitchen.
After boiling the water and settling his parents and Wu Lei down, Song Wen took a shower and returned to his room.
"You go take a shower, I'll put Zhizhi to sleep." Song Wen came to the bed and skillfully patted his daughter's little butt to coax her to sleep.
"Well, okay." Wu Xing gave him her seat and went out with the clothes.
Wu Xing couldn't stand the three days she had to spend on the train, where she could only wash herself casually.
Now that she could finally take a good hot bath, Wu Xing washed herself carefully and enjoyed it very much.
So, when she came back, her daughter had already fallen asleep.
Under the dim light, her husband was sitting at the desk reading a book.
From her angle, she could just see the handsome outline of his profile. Even when he was sitting, she could tell that he was tall and slender, yet not rough, just like a nobleman in a drama.
"Have you finished washing?" Song Wen turned around and saw Wu Xing standing there in a daze.
"Yeah." Wu Xing responded softly and quickly resumed drying her hair.
Song Wen put down the book in his hand, walked over and hugged her, "Finally, it's just the two of us again, it's great."
"Be careful or I'll get you wet." Wu Xing carefully pushed her wet hair to the other side.
"I'll wipe it." Song Wen took the towel from her hand. "You go sit on the bed."
"No, I can do it myself, you continue reading."
"I've already checked it out."
"Then go lie down on the bed and rest. You still have to go to school tomorrow."
Song Wen stared at her and raised his lips, "Didn't you say today that you would listen to me?"
Wu Xing paused. She did seem to say, "Okay then."
Wu Xing obediently climbed onto the bed and sat down.
He put the child at the innermost part of the bed, so there was still plenty of space on the bed.
Moreover, this wooden bed is surrounded by hollow wooden fences on three sides, so there is no need to worry about children falling.
For a moment, the only sound in the room was the sound of friction.
As the dry cloth was rubbed, the moisture in the hair was reduced little by little. Song Wen ran his fingers through the hair and felt that it was much drier. Only then did he put down the towel.
He moved his hand to her waist, "Do you miss me?"
"Yes." Wu Xing spoke softly for fear of waking the child, and nodded her head up and down in case he didn't hear her.
Song Wen's eyes suddenly darkened.
She always does this. Just by speaking sweetly, she can arouse all his emotions.
Song Wen endured not to move, but still couldn't help rolling his throat up and down: "Then do you still remember what to do before going to bed?"
"Of course I remember." Wu Xing nodded vigorously.
She is no longer the little girl who knew nothing. After they got married, Song Wen told her that couples should hug each other before going to bed.
Wu Xing leaned close to him, and although her face was flushed, she still covered his lips obediently, trying to please him gently.
Song Wen's Adam's apple rolled a few times and his body suddenly tensed up.
But he just clenched his fists tightly, not allowing himself to move rashly, wanting to enjoy the service as much as possible.
Her movements were delicate, but her lip color was very tempting.
Just when he couldn't hold on any longer and moved his hands to her waist, there was a sudden knock on the door, "Sister, brother-in-law~"
"It's Xiao Lei." Wu Xing gasped and looked at him.
Song Wen rubbed his forehead and pulled the quilt over his waist. "Go and see what happened first. I'll go over later."
Song Wen's breathing was also unstable.
"Yeah." Wu Xing patted her cheeks to cool down a little, then she tidied her clothes, got out of bed and opened the door.
"Xiao Lei, what's wrong?"
"Sister, I fell asleep and then woke up again. I'm not used to sleeping in that bed."
"Then sister will come over to sleep with you, you wait for me first."
Wu Xing came in again and said, "Xiao Lei is used to his own bed. I will go over to sleep with him and come back after he falls asleep. You don't have to go over. You stay here with Zhizhi."
After Wu Xing gave the instructions, she closed the door and went out.
Song Wen's forehead jumped and he could only watch his wife close the door.
It was more than an hour later when Xiao Lei fell asleep.
When Wu Xing slowly opened the door and walked back to the room quietly, Song Wen had indeed fallen asleep.
She turned off the light, tiptoed to the bed, and tried to crawl into the middle of it.
Just as she passed over Song Wen's body, a pair of big hands suddenly grabbed her waist and pushed her down.
Wu Xing quickly covered her mouth to prevent herself from screaming.
"You're still awake?"
"What do you think?" a pleasant voice came.
Wu Xing hugged him and lay on the bed sideways. "It's already late, you have to get up early tomorrow, do you still want me to kiss you?"
When she came down, she rubbed against him from time to time, which made his heart burn with excitement, and she even asked him if he wanted it?
Song Wen did not answer, but put his hand over and told her the answer with his actions.
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