Why do you think that is?
Qin Jinshen seemed amused by his childish question and burst into laughter, his whole body shaking with laughter.
"Do you think I should disguise myself as you and take your place, instead of replacing Song Panmei, who is just Huanwu's brother?"
"You're mistaken!"
"I did think about replacing you, but if I could, I would rather be someone like Song Panmei and stay by Huanwu's side, because I feel you are not good enough for Huanwu!"
"Of course, most importantly, you don't know how much Song Panmei means to Huanwu..."
Hearing these hurtful words, Zhou Jiuzhen secretly clenched his fists, but on the surface he pretended to be calm and collected. "Do you think I would believe your attempts to sow discord? You can't impersonate me just because you're not as tall as me!"
After saying that, he turned and left quickly.
Fearing he might hear something else he didn't want to hear, he fled as if escaping.
Behind him came Qin Jinshen's manic and sinister laughter, like a demon haunting him. No matter how far he ran, the sound lingered in his ears and could not be dispelled.
Zhou Jiuzhen knew, of course, that Song Panmei held a significant place in Ling Huanwu's heart.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have been unable to sleep for nights on end after thinking something had happened to him.
I returned home dejectedly, only to find the triplets fighting over a chamber pot.
"I'm the smallest, so I'll pee first!"
"I'm the boss, I'll shush first!"
"Wo pee pee anxious, wo pee pee..."
Three chubby little hands scrambled for the potty, each little mouth chattering as they wanted to pee first.
Erbao even produced irrefutable evidence to prove that what he said was true, and he was really anxious to urinate.
But Da Bao and Xiao Bao wouldn't let him have his way. They grabbed the ironclad evidence and snapped it with a rubber band, making Er Bao break down and cry. He looked at Zhou Jiuzhen, who had just entered the room, and pitifully stretched out his little hand for help.
"Uncle, save me, waaaaah..."
But Zhou Jiuzhen was already immersed in his own world. He plopped down on the bed, picked up the clothes that Ling Huanwu had changed out of last night, and his eyes gradually cleared.
"Yes, this can't be blamed on Huanwu. It's all because those male foxes outside are too good at seducing people!"
Zhou Jiuzhen felt an itch of anger whenever he thought of Song Panmei's fair and delicate face, which remained even after daily training.
That guy was only three years younger than him.
But why does he look seven or eight years younger than him, like a young man who has just turned eighteen?
You should know that when he first joined the army at the age of eighteen, he was just as full of vigor as he is now.
How could his flowering period be so short in just a few years? He no longer has the capital to compete with young men for affection.
"Don't you dare take it from me! You can't take it from me! She's mine!"
Zhou Jiuzhen roared.
The three children were so frightened that they dropped the chamber pot they were fighting over and shook their heads vigorously.
"We won't take it, boohoo, Uncle, please don't eat us..."
"Shh, Uncle..."
The triplets were crying and sobbing, almost kneeling down to their uncle.
It's just a chamber pot!
They didn't understand why their uncle was so angry.
The next second, they, who had been holding back tears, were stunned, their mouths agape, completely questioning their small lives.
Zhou Jiuzhen let out a tiger's roar, ripped open his military shirt, making the small wooden shed shake, and began to swing the iron in the corner.
He raised his hand, revealing his coarse cloth jacket, and ran upstairs.
The triplets' eyes followed his movements up and down, and their little mouths opened into an "o" shape.
My uncle's chest was bulging like two big, round steamed buns, rock hard!
Looking further down, their bellies weren't covered in soft flesh, but rather in chunks, like the bricks they usually use to build their houses!
When he raised his arm, a large bulge appeared next to his elbow, looking harder than the ball they were playing with.
"Wow……"
The three little ones were so amazed that they forgot to pee.
Outside the small wooden shed.
Ling Huanwu lined up outside on the drying ground and brought back a few fried dough sticks and a bucket of peanut soup.
Thinking of feeding the family first, he then went to deliver food to Song Panmei.
He secretly planned to sneak some spare ribs and pork bones into the army canteen at noon to nourish Zhou Jiuzhen and Song Panmei, who had broken their arms and legs.
But as soon as I pushed open the small wooden shed, I was so shocked by the amazing scene inside that I couldn't even hold onto the fried dough sticks in my hand.
The man inside the house was shirtless and inexplicably aroused at home.
Sweat rolled down his taut chest muscles, and the veins in his arms bulged with each push, their lines as hard as if cast in steel.
The worst part is that while lifting weights, this man kept muttering to himself, "Am I in good shape?"
"I'm still young, and I can still do it!"
Ling Huanwu stood behind the door, peeking at her own man's body, and surprisingly felt a sense of shame, as if she were having an affair.
She unconsciously swallowed, her hands gripping the towel were sweaty, and her heart was pounding so hard it hurt her eardrums.
All he could think about was the scream-inducing power of his body when it erupted.
When Ling Huanwu pushed open the door, her legs went weak involuntarily.
But then the three little ones lined up and, surprisingly, quietly imitated Zhou Jiuzhen as he performed various difficult weightlifting exercises in the narrow wooden shed.
Just then, Ling Huanwu squeezed into the room and stood still when she saw Zhou Jiuzhen holding an iron rod and turning around with a strong waist. She was so shocked that she gasped for breath and stared wide-eyed.
When he lifted the barbell overhead, his abdominal muscles were clearly defined, and sweat slid down his waistline and into his camouflage pants.
Even more uncooperative was her hand; Ling Huanwu subconsciously wanted to take advantage of him.
The moment the thought crossed her mind, she quickly stuffed the fried dough stick into her mouth to avoid doing anything embarrassing in front of the child.
"Hey you three little rascals, breakfast is ready!"
Ling Huanwu put down the thermos and quickly called the three children over.
She had just finished ladling the soup when she heard a man's hoarse and resentful voice behind her, "You're back? Did you sleep well last night?"
"Yeah, I only slept for a little while. Come and eat, I have to go to Panmei's later."
Ling Huanwu scooped up a full bowl of peanut soup, but after a while, she found that there was no movement behind her.
Confused, she turned around and looked at him while eating her fried dough stick, only to find him standing there blankly, his eyes fixed on her neck, lost in thought.
Ling Huanwu touched her neck, then suddenly remembered something and awkwardly touched the back of her neck. "The weather just started to warm up recently, and the mosquitoes have already appeared. I got bitten several times last night, and I guess these red marks are..."
She offered a casual explanation, but Zhou Jiuzhen closed his eyes, looking like he was about to break down. His face flushed red as he immediately interrupted her, "Don't say anything more, I know, I understand. It's all because your skin is too delicate, honey, that attracts those mosquitoes. I'm so tired, you guys eat, I'm going to sleep a bit more..."
Before he could finish speaking, his voice seemed to choke up. Without even glancing at the breakfast on the table, he looked just like someone who was extremely sleepy. He buried himself in the covers and never came out again.
Ling Huanwu was completely dumbfounded, staring at the blankets on the bed heaving, not understanding why he was twitching like that on the bed.
She took a bite of the crispy fried dough stick with a "crunch," gritting her teeth in anger.
She was just about to finish eating and coax the children out so she could have some more "potstickers" (a type of rice noodle soup), but she never expected this man to be so oblivious!
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