Lin Chunmei said earnestly that in his opinion, nothing is more important than a husband knowing how to love his wife.
Jiang Zhining hummed: "I know."
Jiang Zhining returned to the room happily, feeling happy at the thought that she could finally eat white rice.
There was a knock on the door. Jiang Zhining looked up and saw Song Yuzhou walking in: "I'm going to help in the fields later."
Jiang Zhining stood up and looked at the man in front of her: "Comrade Yuzhou, are you explaining the itinerary to me?"
Song Yuzhou nodded in affirmation.
Jiang Zhining was about to speak when she suddenly noticed something and moved forward.
Looking closely at his chin, Jiang Zhining was surprised: "Did you shave off all the stubble?"
Song Yuzhou's beard was originally a bit stubbled, but now that it's all shaved clean, he looks much more refreshed.
"Um."
With her hands behind her back, Jiang Zhining teased, "So Comrade Yuzhou is also afraid of being called old."
Song Yuzhou denied: "I'm afraid you'll get hurt."
boom!
Jiang Zhining felt as if someone had hit her heart hard, and electric currents spread all around.
Looking at the serious-looking man in front of her, Jiang Zhining felt the sincerity in his eyes, without a trace of lies.
"Then I have to verify it." Jiang Zhining said with a smile, her slender arm resting on his shoulder.
When Song Yuzhou was puzzled, he saw Jiang Zhining standing on tiptoe and leaning forward.
Under Song Yuzhou's shocked gaze, Jiang Zhining's small nose pressed against his chin, rubbing it gently, and her warm breath sprayed on his skin.
As if it wasn't enough, Jiang Zhining used her chin to gently rub his shoulder, her voice soft and delicate: "I don't want to prick it anymore."
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