Yun Jin sneered inwardly, "Hmph, I will never get a perm in this lifetime."
Seeing that she was being stubborn, He Tingchuan didn't want to waste his breath arguing with her. He washed up, shaved his beard, and looked much more refreshed before striding out the door.
This incident has caused serious problems; Yun Jin now has another charge against her.
The reason is that He Tingchuan went out with a red, swollen, and bruised forehead, and people could tell that he had been beaten up and that it wasn't his own. They also heard that he and his wife had been having disagreements lately.
The two were pulling and tugging at each other in the grove, as if they were arguing.
The most formidable wolf soldier commander, whom even the enemy could not harm in the slightest, was gloriously wounded.
Unfortunately, it wasn't even on the battlefield.
That's... embarrassing.
People stared at his forehead whenever they met him on the street; it was as if He Tingchuan had written on his forehead: "I bumped into him."
But nobody believed it.
He Tingchuan returned with a dark face and handed the eggs to Yun Jin: "You broke them, so you're responsible."
Yun Jin obediently peeled the eggshell, and while it was still warm, she carefully moved closer and slowly rolled it over the bruised and swollen forehead.
To be honest, it hurts a little.
He Tingchuan's gaze fell on her big belly. He clenched his fist and then released it, then clenched his fist and released it again, finally pressing it against Yun Jin's big belly. He thought to himself, "The child is his. What's wrong with touching it a few times?"
Yun Jin, whose pregnant belly had been touched, lost control of her strength and accidentally pressed her forehead, causing He Tingchuan to wince in pain. Yun Jin apologized awkwardly, "It wasn't on purpose. I was startled when you suddenly touched my belly."
"She's carrying my child, but I can't touch her?" He Tingchuan glanced sideways.
Yun Jin smiled and shook her head: "If my daughter's father likes it, he can not only touch her, but also talk to her and sing to her every day. Our daughter should listen to revolutionary songs, so why don't you sing one for her father?"
If it weren't for the mischievous look in her eyes, He Tingchuan would have almost been fooled by her.
She clearly likes it, yet she's dragging her daughter into it.
She's still a fetus, how could she possibly know what singing is?
He Tingchuan wasn't fooled: "Alright, go wash your hands and eat. We have pork offal noodles, which you want."
Yun Jin was surprised: "Really?"
"Originally, there wasn't any, but I asked the cafeteria and they had some pork offal. I paid an extra 30 cents and had the chef make a serving. See if it's something you like." He Tingchuan opened his teacup. He had been criticized by many for wasting his money on this pork offal noodle dish.
They can't eat anything, but they insist on cooking special meals for everyone.
They even cooked special meals for the family members in the canteen.
Yun Jin stared dumbfounded at the large tea mug in front of her!
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