Shen Zhihuan couldn't bear to see the people she cared about being wronged, let alone the one who was wronged was the man she cared about the most.

How could she bear this?

I followed him in immediately.

The man sat on the edge of the bed with his head bowed. His profile was clear and his sculpture-like lines made people want to touch him.

With slightly furrowed brows and tightly pursed lips, he seemed to be trying hard to restrain something.

This aggrieved little look made Shen Zhihuan feel more self-blaming, guilty and distressed.

"Commander Su, please stop being angry, okay?"

Shen Zhihuan sat down on the man's long legs, and put her thin arms around the man's neck, her soft and tender voice full of flattery.

Probably because he was afraid that his young wife would fall, he held her waist lightly but said nothing.

For a moment, the whole bedroom was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

"Brigade Commander Su, men age faster when they get angry..." Shen Zhihuan leaned forward and rubbed the tip of his nose against the man's.

The breathing of the two people intertwined, and although Su Ziyu tried his best to control the frequency of his heartbeat, the gradually darkening eyes still betrayed him completely.

Ever since he lost control that time, Su Ziyu has always regretted his recklessness.

Later, when he had some contact with his young wife, he only did it briefly, for fear that she would do something stupid again.

Sensing the change in the man, Shen Zhihuan held his face and kissed him directly.

The corners of the mouth and lips gradually deepen.

They pressed closer and closer, and kissed each other harder and harder.

The man's arms tightened unconsciously...

Despite all his precautions, he still couldn't prevent his young wife's beauty trap.

Su Ziyu examined his young wife with trepidation, and only after making sure that there was nothing wrong did he hold her in his arms.

"Brigade Commander Su, please don't be angry, okay?" Shen Zhihuan looked up at the man, her little face rosy and tender.

Seeing this, Su Ziyu felt a surge of heat in his heart.

His life was ruined by her.

"Brigade Commander Su..." Seeing that Su Ziyu didn't say anything, Shen Zhihuan raised his head to kiss him again.

"I'm not angry anymore." Su Ziyu said in a hoarse voice, with a helpless tone.

If he let her continue to act like this, he was really afraid that he would no longer want to be a human being.

"But you didn't even smile." Shen Zhihuan said dimly.

Su Ziyu curled his lips helplessly.

This little thing was sent by God to deal with him.

"My Brigade Commander Su looks so good when he smiles." Shen Zhihuan pecked the man's thin lips happily.

Su Ziyu chuckled and ruffled his wife's messy hair.

This little thing's mouth is really comparable to that of honeysuckle...

It’s so sweet that it’s deadly!

"Brigade Commander Su, I love you so much." Shen Zhihuan pecked the man's thin lips again.

Su Ziyu hugged his young wife tightly.

Thank God for sending his young wife to him .

Liu Chunhua and Lin Tianxia, ​​who were carrying large and small bags, had just walked to the door of their house when they heard a commotion inside.

Are there guests at home?! Lin Tianxia and Liu Chunhua looked at each other.

When I left in the morning, I didn't hear that there would be any guests at home today! Liu Chunhua took out the key from her pocket and was about to open the door, but before her key could be inserted into the keyhole, the green wooden door was opened from the inside.

Lai Yiming.

How could he be in her house? ! "Chunhua, you're back?" Lai Yiming smiled.

Because he was not familiar with Lin Tianxia, ​​he just nodded to her politely as a greeting.

"Hmm!" Liu Chunhua's mind was still a little confused.

Although they lived in the same family compound, she and Lai Yiming were not very familiar with each other. At best, they were just nodding acquaintances.

Liu Chunhua has been a mischievous child since she was little. She would catch tadpoles in the fields in spring, cicadas in the woods in summer, crabs in the river in autumn, and fish in the frozen river by shaving ice in winter...

If Chunhua's mother and Liu Congzheng don't go out to look for someone, she will basically not go home on her own initiative unless she is hungry.

However, Lai Yiming is a typical model student, or the "other people's kid" as everyone talks about.

At the age of five or six, he could hold a brush, sit at the desk, and write in a proper manner.

When she was a child, whenever her brother and she were naughty and got into trouble, her father would ask them to learn from Lai Yiming.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

[If you two were half as obedient as Lai Yiming, I would live ten years less.] This sentence accompanied her and her brother throughout their childhood and adolescence.

This sentence did not appear in her family until her brother became a company commander like Lai Yiming.

Liu Chunhua's mind was filled with question marks about the appearance of such a model student in her home.

I wanted to ask Lai Yiming why he came to her house, but I felt it was impolite...

Although Lin Tianxia had not lived in the family compound for long, she already knew most of the people there.

The moment she saw Lai Yiming, she had a bad feeling in her heart.

Wang Daju, Zhou Xiaojing...

On the way home, Liu Chunhua happily told her that she had already thought of a way to get rid of Wang Daju and Zhou Xiaojing, but now...

If Zhou Xiaojing really gets involved with Lai Yiming, no one will have a peaceful life from now on.

Lin Tianxia couldn't help but tighten her hands while holding the vegetables.

I hope she is overthinking it.

The moment she stepped through the door, she knew she hadn't given it much thought.

"Chunhua and Chunliang are back." A middle-aged woman with short hair stood up from the sofa with a smile and greeted the two people who had just entered the room.

"Aunt, what a rare guest!" Liu Chunhua may have realized something, and curled her lips with an unnatural look.

"Aunt." Lin Tianxia also forced a smile.

If Lai Yiming came alone, she could still comfort herself that he came to see her father-in-law or Liu Chunliang, but Lai Yiming's own mother, who was proud of her culture and disdained to hang out with the aunts and uncles, came in person...

"Sister-in-law, Sister Tianxia, ​​you're back." Perhaps she heard the noise at the door, or perhaps she came out to show her presence, Zhou Xiaojing, with an apron tied around her waist, walked out of the kitchen with a smile on her face.

Someone who hadn't been in the kitchen for eight hundred years suddenly entered the kitchen...

No matter how stupid Liu Chunhua was, she knew what was going on.

Lin Tianxia glanced at the apron around Zhou Xiaojing's waist, and a mocking arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.

You’re quite good at pretending!

I just don’t know if I can pretend for the rest of my life?

Lin Tianxia handed the dish in her hand to Zhou Xiaojing with a smile, and went back to her room under the pretext of doing homework.

Liu Chunhua also wanted to go back to her room under the pretext of doing homework, but Wang Daju dragged her to the living room.

"Chunhua, I heard from Yiming that you are studying in the foreign language department now?" Lai Yiming's mother Sun Zhongqin asked with a smile.

"Yeah!" Liu Chunhua forced a smile.

"Last year, I wanted my son Yiming to take the college entrance exam, but he refused to go, saying that he was afraid of delaying his training. Otherwise, you two could still be classmates." Sun Zhongqin gave Lai Yiming a reproachful look. (End of this chapter)