Old Man Lu was secretly pleased to see that she had transferred her anger to her son. He put on a very considerate tone and comforted her, saying, "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. The third son is a bit stubborn, but his wife is a good woman and will definitely be able to raise him well. Don't worry. Calm down, calm down..."
As he spoke, he fawned over Mrs. Sun by massaging her shoulders.
Sun turned to look at him, her eyes full of warning: "You stand aside, did I tell you to speak?"
Old Man Lu immediately felt aggrieved: "You're angry with your son, why are you taking it out on me?"
"Those are all your children! Who else should I be angry with but you!"
Old Lu: ...I have no way to refute this, fine (╯▽╰).
Sun went back to lie down angrily, and after a long while, she finally said, "Get over here, turn off the lights and go to sleep!"
"Hey! They're here!"
Old Lu immediately went over happily, turned off the light, went to bed, and fell asleep in a second.
Sun: ...
She really owes that Lu family a debt!
The next morning, Lu Baichuan woke up feeling suffocated, unable to breathe. He struggled to move, and a familiar scent wafted into his nose. He then touched something soft, and his whole body instantly stiffened.
He Jiuniang was half asleep when he woke her up. She finally let go of his head and felt a tingling sensation run through her.
"hiss……"
He Jiuniang frowned in pain, her hands were so numb that she couldn't even lift them to shake them.
Lu Baichuan, being sensible, took her hand and gently massaged it to relieve her discomfort.
He Jiuniang was exhausted last night and was still very sleepy. Lu Baichuan helped her by pressing her hands, but she ignored him and continued to sleep.
Looking at her peaceful sleeping face, Lu Baichuan couldn't help but swallow hard. He leaned in to kiss her, but before he could get close, He Jiuniang slapped him away.
"Stay away from me, I have a psychological aversion to you."
As she spoke, He Jiuniang withdrew her hand, turned over, and continued to sleep.
Lu Baichuan froze on the spot. He looked down and saw that he was not wearing a shirt, but he was wearing underwear, and his wife was also wearing underwear. Given the situation last night, it was unlikely that they would get up and dress properly before going to sleep after doing something.
So, it can't be that his wife couldn't stand him, which is why she said she had a psychological trauma from him, right?
What exactly happened? Why is his wife sleeping with her head in her arms? Shouldn't he be the one holding her?
He couldn't remember what happened last night, not even how he ended up sleeping with his wife.
But he absolutely refused to say it; once he got into that bed, he had no intention of getting off!
It was still early, and he wanted to take a nap with his wife, but she wouldn't let him get close. So he sat on the bed contemplating life, trying to recall what had happened last night.
As a result, well, my mind went completely blank.
After a while, people started getting up outside. The children were going to school, and before leaving, they had to practice martial arts for a while. A maid got up to prepare food for them.
He Jiuniang couldn't sleep after hearing the noise. She slowly opened her eyes, looked at Lu Baichuan in front of her, and said with resentment, "Lu Baichuan, having you is my blessing."
Seeing that she was fully awake, Lu Baichuan finally couldn't contain his curiosity and eagerly leaned over to ask, "Wife, what did I do last night?"
He Jiuniang looked at him strangely: "You don't remember?"
Lu Baichuan nodded: "Mm..."
"I'm not trying to be mean, but Lu Baichuan, if you can't hold your liquor, go sit at the kids' table. Or, if you really can't, sit with me! I can even help you drink a few glasses!"
Lu Baichuan: ...
He Jiuniang suddenly became interested and sat up. The two faced each other, and she began to count on her fingers to help him recall the details of last night.
"As soon as I walked in, she started to whine and said that I had been bitten by mosquitoes and asked me to scratch them for her."
"When I looked at it, I saw that it wasn't a mosquito bite at all; it was clearly an allergic reaction. You're a grown adult, and if you have an allergy, you should be careful about what you eat. It's just a meal at home; I don't know what you're trying to prove!"
"I applied the medicine and told you to go to sleep. You said you were thirsty and wanted to get me some water..."
He Jiuniang chattered on and on, embellishing the story of last night.
She's the devil, forcibly making you recall the embarrassing things that happened when you were drunk.
Lu Baichuan's face turned a deep liver color; he couldn't believe he looked like this after getting drunk!
"Alright, alright, stop talking..."
Lu Baichuan rubbed his forehead, feeling a headache coming on. He regretted it; he shouldn't have asked.
But He Jiuniang was clearly addicted to talking about it. Regardless of whether Lu Baichuan had done it or not, she would just start talking and talking, since he couldn't remember anyway.
"How can I not tell you? You want me to hold you all night to sleep, and you say you're a baby and need to be held to sleep... mmm..."
As He Jiuniang was speaking enthusiastically, Lu Baichuan couldn't stand it anymore, so he pounced on her, pressed her down, and covered her mouth.
The movements were swift and fluid, giving He Jiuniang no chance to react. She was still talking non-stop when she was so easily invaded!
He Jiuniang's eyes widened, and she was about to resist when Gou'er's surprised voice came from the doorway: "Daddy, why are you bullying Mommy! If you want to kiss her, just kiss her properly, why are you pressing down on her like that!"
Immediately afterward, before the two could react, he took off running with his short legs, leaving behind the words, "I'm going to tell Grandma!"
"Eh eh eh!"
Lu Baichuan didn't want this matter to be reported to his mother, so he tried to call his son back, but the son had already run far away.
He looked somewhat deflated, then glared resentfully at He Jiuniang and asked, "Why didn't you lock the door?"
"You blame me?" He Jiuniang laughed. "How dare you blame me?"
Lu Baichuan: ...I have a bad feeling about this.
Sure enough, He Jiuniang wiped her mouth and said with a sneer, "Who was it that insisted on not locking the door last night, saying that it was unsafe to lock the door and that it would be difficult to retreat if there was danger?"
Lu Baichuan: ...
He was already thinking of taking off his underwear and covering his head with it—it was too embarrassing!
Fortunately, Mrs. Sun, being an experienced woman, was very happy to see such a scene. So when Gou'er went to complain, she happily took her grandson to have breakfast. After going around in circles about the topic, she finally made Gou'er forget about his father bullying his mother.
However, He Jiuniang didn't give him a chance to make a scene. She pushed him away and got up to wash and dress. With so many people in the house, she didn't want to be a laughingstock.
However, since Gou'er had been speaking quite loudly, everyone had overheard some of it. When they saw He Jiu Niang, they all wore lewd smiles that said they knew better.
He Jiuniang was furious, but she couldn't refute it, so she could only shut up and act like a quail.
While eating breakfast, Lu Baichuan quietly sat down at the children's table with his bowl in hand.
Old Lu wanted to mock his son, but when he met Sun's warning eyes, he chickened out and started eating his own meal.
Lu Lao Er glanced at Lu Baichuan, then at his own wife, knowing that he had also embarrassed himself while drunk last night, so he took his bowl and sat down with Lu Baichuan.
Everyone: ...
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