Su Yuan poured out the water on the plate, turned on the faucet and prepared to wash the fatty pork for the second time.
Jiang Yuqing lowered her eyebrows and smiled, as if hesitating.
Su Yuan said softly: "I'll help you watch the wind."
Jiang Yuqing took a towel and wiped her hands clean. She would have changed her skirt if she had known better. It was somewhat inconvenient to wear a skirt in the kitchen. She hugged Su Yuan from behind, rested her head on his back, and looked at the back door of the kitchen.
He said angrily: "He wants to take advantage of me all day long."
"Don't put your pillow on my back! It's all sweaty there..." Su Yuan's hands were full of oil and he could only let her hold him like this.
"It's okay, I don't have much makeup on my face today, so it won't stain your clothes." Jiang Yuqing hugged Su Yuan greedily, beeping softly, while not forgetting to observe Yan Xin's every move in the vegetable garden.
"Well, just take it easy, I won't help you watch the wind."
No matter who hugged whom, Jiang Yuqing's body was always soft and squishy, but it was really not as warm as usual.
Su Yuan finished washing the fatty pork, and Jiang Yuqing behind him seemed to have no intention of letting go.
He touched the soft part with his elbow and said angrily: "I've finished washing, and you're still holding me..."
"You mind me." Jiang Yuqing snorted arrogantly and let go of her hand to turn the fish over in the pot.
This will.
Yan Xin also walked in. Seeing Jiang Yuqing's beaming smile, she coughed lightly: "Yuqing, just let mom come here. You can help me boil some water, and I'll go down and catch an old hen."
"Do you want me to come with you?" Jiang Yuqing was curious about where the old hens at home were kept.
Yan Xin saw that her son's back was completely soaked, and pushed the two of them out of the kitchen: "No, no, you and Xiaoyuan can go out to the living room and watch TV."
Sit in the living room for a while.
Su's father also came back in his BMW, carrying a bag of ribs and walked into the living room. When he saw Su Yuan's wet clothes and blowing on the air conditioner, he frowned: "My clothes are soaked, why don't you go take a shower soon?"
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"Yuqing, you too, go upstairs and take a shower. Your mother-in-law and I will prepare dinner."
When Su Yuan saw something was wrong with Su Guofeng's face, he ran upstairs.
Jiang Yuqing was about to cry but had no tears. She said that husband and wife are like birds in the same forest. Why would they fly apart when trouble comes?
"Dad, call me if you need help." Jiang Yuqing followed Su Yuan up the stairs and came back down halfway.
"Just wait and eat." Su Guofeng waved his hand and walked into the kitchen carrying a bag of ribs.
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Su Yuan turned on the air conditioner in the bedroom. Although his house was self-built, it was still a 130-square-meter house.
There are three floors in total. The old couple spent all their life savings and the decoration was all paid for by Su Yuan after he came out to work.
It has a layout of two bedrooms, one living room and one bathroom, so his bedroom is not small.
Su Yuan took off all his clothes in a few seconds, leaving only a pair of boxer briefs.
Jiang Yuqing didn't seem to have any intention of taking a shower, and was sitting on the computer chair scrolling through her phone.
Su Yuan walked over, touched her head, and asked close to her, "Honey, do you want to take a shower together?"
"If you ask me again, I'll wipe it off." Jiang Yuqing raised her eyebrows and said to Su Yuan with a smile: "Hurry up and wash it, I'm also sticky, I'm so annoyed."
"Okay." Su Yuan didn't force her, pinched Jiang Yuqing's pink face, then turned and went to the bathroom.
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Half an hour later, both of them finished washing.
Because she had to have dinner, Jiang Yuqing did not wear pajamas. There were elders here, so it would be very impolite to wear pajamas to eat late.
I had no choice but to put on a more conservative long skirt.
After blow drying your hair.
Su Yuan held Jiang Yuqing and sat on the computer chair, turned on the computer and looked at the official website of Yixin Venture Capital.
But Jiang Yuqing was sitting face to face with Su Yuan on his lap, leaning on his shoulder and scrolling through her phone.
Su Yuan has been a little angry recently, and he is most afraid of Jiang Yuqing giving him this for nothing.
Dinner is estimated to take about two hours.
"Honey, have you mentioned to our mother about going to live in Guangzhou?" Su Yuan was a little confused as to why Jiang Yuqing was wearing a long skirt. It didn't look good at all.
"I told you, but mom doesn't seem to be willing to go. She said she wants to stay at home for a while. It seems she wants to open a convenience store on the first floor of the house."
Jiang Yuqing started to wrap her hands around Su Yuan's neck and said seriously.
"Convenience store?" Su Yuan thought for a moment and understood what his parents were doing. This was probably his father Su Guofeng's idea.
It would also be a good idea to open a convenience store like the one next door, because there are several factories down this road, and most of the surrounding ones have been rented out to open stores.
"It's okay if you don't rush out. I'll ask them if they want to go out when you're pregnant." Su Yuan held up her face and winked at her, "My wife..."
Jiang Yuqing's pretty face turned red. She caressed Su Yuan's cheek, shook her head, and said timidly: "My parents are still cooking together. We are not suitable."
"Besides, didn't you just exercise in the morning? Why..."
Su Yuan smiled bitterly and said, "I've been getting angry lately."
"Does this mean that when things go to extremes they must be reversed?" Jiang Yuqing put her phone on the computer table, lowered her head and covered Su Yuan's lips.
The fragrance lingering on her lips and teeth made the atmosphere extremely ambiguous.
Su Yuan took a deep breath, it was so damn intoxicating.
At this time, Jiang Yuqing's little face was completely red, and she whispered: "Husband, turn down the air conditioner, it's a bit stuffy..."
Su Yuan looked happy, pinched Jiang Yuqing's pretty face, kissed her hard several times, and said, "Shh!"
"You too." Jiang Yuqing unzipped the bow-tie belt tied behind her back, and her tight waist became looser.
Su Yuan swallowed. His mouth was already dry when the air conditioner was on, but now his mouth was even drier.
Suddenly he remembered that the door to the room was not locked, so he quickly stood up with Jiang Yuqing in his arms and went to lock the door.
Jiang Yuqing was also very shy, but of course it was more of a psychological panic, fearing that someone would suddenly knock on the door.
Seeing Su Yuan about to take off his clothes, she stopped him and begged: "Just keep your clothes on, I'm afraid they will suddenly come upstairs."
"Alright."
Su Yuan thinks this is a normal request.
A few minutes later.
Su Yuan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He raised his head and smiled bitterly: "Spit on me."
"Yes." Jiang Yuqing nodded, wiped a little on her hands, and said depressedly: "Is that enough?"
"It should be fine." Su Yuan winked at her.
Jiang Yuqing lightly punched his shoulder and held the back of Su Yuan's head tightly with both hands.
"Let me turn on the song." Su Yuan hissed and quickly turned on Kugou Music to play the song.
"Turn up the volume." Jiang Yuqing covered her face, complaining in her heart about why this computer chair was so rubbish. It was more annoying than the ones in Splendid House.
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Ten minutes later.
Jiang Yuqing complained: "Hubby, my knees hurt so much..."
