So, when Yi Jian returned home from the army, he went upstairs and saw a scene that shocked him————
Yi Jian stood on the first floor of the stairs, looking at the woman in the living room who was enjoying playing alone. She couldn't help but raise her hand, pinched her forehead slightly, and sighed slowly.
Xu Ang followed Yi Jian and saw the young marshal standing there, motionless, staring at the room in a daze. He also turned his head and looked at the young marshal's wife. Xu Ang was stunned at first, and then
He almost laughed, but because Yi Jian was by his side, he could only hold it in, then turned around and went downstairs without saying a word.
Yi Jian said nothing and walked slowly behind Zhong Qing.
Yi Jian's sense of presence has always been very strong. Even if he is silent, cold and quiet, the aura emanating from his body cannot be ignored.
Feeling the stiffness in the atmosphere, Zhong Qing turned her head. Seeing that it was Yi Jian who was back, she took out her hand, patted her face, and said hello absentmindedly: "You're back..."
Yi Jian sat next to Zhong Qing, leaning slightly against the sofa. She turned her head and stared at Zhong Qing for a while, then looked at the ground without saying a word.
Zhongqing understood what Yi Jian meant, but she didn't think there was anything inappropriate. When she saw these things in the afternoon, she didn't know what they were.
Originally, she was already very bored when she was alone in her hometown. When she saw the small transparent things in the opened bag, she was very curious about it, so she took one, put it down, and played with it for a while.
If you feel there is air inside, you can puff it up, so you put it to your mouth and blow into it...
Only later did she realize that it could be blown up so big. She immediately tore up balloons one after another and blew them up until the whole room was filled with balloons.
"Oh? These things? I was just bored, so I just picked them up and started blowing them."
Zhong Qing said smugly: "I didn't expect that my lung capacity was so big, but after blowing so much, my cheeks hurt a lot!"
The corners of Yi Jian's mouth trembled, without any expression.
Zhong Qing casually took a condom that had not been blown up and handed it to Yi Jian: "Come and blow one too..."--------