In the past, Jiang Liting always took care of Su Wanyan's feelings. Even if he wanted to, he would only do it two or three times a day.
But this night, it was repeated again and again, without restraint, and it was completely unbridled catharsis.
Su Wan was numb, and she was so bloated. Even she didn't know exactly how late she started to sleep. She opened her eyes drowsily.
Jiang Liting just walked in with a bag of medicine. His shoulders were wet. He sat on the edge of the bed with an unclear look in his eyes and said in a calm tone:
"Is it still uncomfortable?"
Su Wanyan turned her head away from him in shame and pulled the quilt over her head.
Jian Shou had tortured her so much last night, and even took advantage of her ups and downs to trick her into kissing him and calling him brother. Scenes of shame flashed through her mind, and her face turned red:
As expected, he is a gangster, and he will always be unscrupulous.
Suddenly, the cool breeze penetrated into the quilt, and the rough fingertips mixed with the cool touch occupied the brain.
Su Wanyan's pretty face turned red, she quickly pushed his hand away and said shamefully:
"what you do?"
Jiang Liting casually threw the medicine on the bedside, raised his eyebrows and said:
"You are my wife, and I should do whatever I do to you."
Su Wanyan's chest was filled with anger, and she realized that this man was extremely shameless.
Jiang Liting ignored her annoyance and said:
"Get up and eat. I bought breakfast."
"I won't eat anymore." Su Wanyan got into the quilt again and wrapped himself tightly.
Jiang Liting fished her out:
"Go to bed after eating. You didn't eat much last night."
Su Wanyan had nothing to do with him, so he reluctantly hid under the quilt and got dressed, then glared at him when he poked his head out of the quilt.
Jiang Liting felt that this look was much easier to accept than the one last night where he was silent, ignored and impatient.
To be honest, if she stayed like that and continued tossing around, he wouldn't know how to survive.
The corners of his lips raised slightly, but he didn't say anything more.
Su Wanyan thought that after last night's fierce quarrel, Jiang Liting would return to his former character of being a hands-off shopkeeper.
But as soon as she got up from the bed, Jiang Liting made the bed as usual, and folded her pajamas and put them on the bedside table.
Jiang Liting perhaps noticed her gaze, raised his eyebrows and said:
"What are you looking at? Why don't you go to eat?"
Su Wanyan said: "The pajamas need to be washed."
Jiang Liting said with a smile:
"I know, isn't it easy to fold clothes when you see them?"
Su Wanyan paused for a moment, then remembered that it seemed that recently, Jiang Liting was washing clothes and he was the one who collected them.
There were no messy clothes in the closet, so he probably folded them and put them in.
In just a few days, it would be difficult for a man who has never done any housework to develop the habit of doing housework.
Su Wanyan didn't say anything anymore. After washing, he turned around and went downstairs. He saw Sanxiao sitting listlessly at the dining table and Jiang Yaya sitting on a chair babbling.
When Su Niannian saw Su Wanyan, she immediately became energetic:
"Sister, did he hit you last night? I will let Han Mu take care of him."
Su Wanyan hurriedly stepped forward and covered her mouth, lowering her voice and saying:
"Nian Nian, you can't say such things next time. You can't mention him in the future, and you can't say anything bad about your brother-in-law."
Su Niannian said pitifully:
"Why?"
Su Wanyan said: "Look, because the breakfast on the table is all his hard-earned money, but he has no obligation to support you. For my sake, he didn't say a word, so you can't say anything bad about him. Yes…my sister is already married.”
Jiang Liting heard these words when he came downstairs. He paused and stood at the corner of the stairs with a smile in his eyes:
It's strange, she hasn't been like this to me before, but last night she was rude to her but she still protected me. Could it be that she just likes that kind of tone?
Then tell me earlier and come back tonight.
Su Wanyan was sitting on the chair and noticed him. Thinking that she heard what he said, she felt a little embarrassed and covered up her embarrassment by hugging Jiang Yaya.
The breakfast is extraordinarily sumptuous. The tofu curd is filled with chili oil and pickled mustard and is spicy and fragrant. The fried dough sticks are fluffy, bright and soft, the tea-leaf egg braise is fragrant. The wontons are made of fresh meat, with thin skin and large fillings, bursting with juice when you bite them.
Jiang Liting was in a very good mood. Sitting opposite him, he took out the tea eggs, peeled them and handed them to Su Wanyan. His handsome face said happily:
"Give."
"Have you washed your hands?"
Jiang Liting joked: "I'm married to a young lady, how dare I not pay attention to hygiene? I washed it after cleaning."
Su Wanyan took it, and Jiang Yaya stretched out her hand to grab it anxiously, but Jiang Liting stopped her and said:
"If you want to eat it, wait until you grow up and let your husband peel it off for you."
Jiang Yaya deflated her cheeks and looked at Su Wanyan pitifully: "Mama~dan."
Su Wanyan wanted to give her the one in his hand, but considering that Jiang Liting obviously refused to give it to her, he changed his words:
"Don't you know how to peel another one for her?"
Jiang Liting smiled lightly, seemingly very satisfied that she did not hand the egg to Jiang Yaya, and tilted her head towards Jiang Shen and said:
"Hurry up and peel one off for your sister. Next time, treat your sister well and don't worry about yourself."
Su Wanyan glanced sideways at Jiang Liting, still a little dissatisfied with his habitual attitude toward children:
She obviously doesn't like children at all, yet she still gives birth to them every day.
Jiang Liting took two simple bites, took Jiang Yaya out and said:
"I'll take it with you while you finish eating and go take a nap."
"Then you feed Yaya some more wontons." Su Wanyan had finished eating the tofu and went upstairs to fall asleep.
Downstairs, Jiang Shen had just peeled the tea eggs, and Jiang Yaya was about to catch them. Suddenly, Jiang Liting put her on the ground and said coldly:
"If I want to eat, I can walk alone and be held by others all day long."
Jiang Yaya whined aggrievedly, but deep down she was a little afraid of Jiang Liting, unlike before when she acted coquettishly to please Su Wanyan and refused to leave.
Being led by him and staggering along, Jiang Liting sat on the chair and led her around twice. His face was always cold and cold, and he even felt bored to the point of being uninteresting. He turned his face to Jiang Shen and said:
"Come here and teach your sister to walk like this. Eat after you teach her."
Jiang Shen didn't dare to say a word, swallowed the egg whole, and walked back and forth in the hall holding Jiang Yaya's little hand.
The heavy rain outside the door continued to pour. Jiang Liting went upstairs and saw Su Wanyan sleeping soundly with her eyes closed. He raised the corners of his lips, got into the thin quilt and lay next to her, hugging her and closing his eyes:
After all, he is a conscientious person, and after giving birth to a child, everything will be fine.
..............
Zhou Yan's waist hurt a little while lying on the bed, but the person next to him still showed no signs of waking up.
She gasped heavily from the tip of her nose, glanced at him quietly, closed her eyes again, and then looked stunned:
I almost forgot, you have to leave some blood stains, otherwise you won't be able to fool him.
She was heartbroken, bit her finger, wiped it on the sheets, and slightly curled her lips:
Everything is ready, just waiting for Brother Hanmu to wake up.
Fu Hanmu couldn't sleep well for several days. Due to alcohol, his nerves were temporarily paralyzed and he slept until the afternoon.
He had a splitting headache and raised his hand to stroke his forehead. Just as he opened his eyes, he hid aside in shock:
"Why are you here?"
Zhou Yan pulled the quilt and sat up, lowered his head, and said shyly: "Brother Hanmu, last night you thought I was Su Wanyan, and then..."
Fu Hanmu hated her from the bottom of his heart, just because she and Li Cuilan treated Su Wanyan badly, so he hated her:
"Oh, a drunk man has no desire or ability to execute. Please at least understand some common sense before you rely on others. Now get out of here."
Tears welled up in Zhou Yao's eyes, and he refused to give up and said:
"But even if we don't go that far, we still have skin-to-skin contact while lying on the same bed."
Fu Hanmu felt the chill and sneered, his handsome face covered with frost and said:
"It's really disgusting to be touched by you. You can't even compare to one of Yanyan's toes, and my mother won't let you in. I'll just pretend this never happened. Where did it come from?" Go and stop being an eyesore to me."
