Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

Xiao Lingchuan only felt a shock all over his body, he moved his body impatiently, but was stopped by Li Haitang.

"Husband, close your eyes and just enjoy it."

The floral dew is a bit sticky, and when you wipe it on your body, you have to spread it out with your hands to spread it evenly. Fortunately, there are several candlesticks on the four walls of the clean room. The lights are dim, but they shine brightly on Xiao Lingchuan's back.

At the beginning of the massage, Li Haitang was well-behaved, constantly relaxing his savage husband, and tapping a few acupuncture points on his head with his fingers.

"Miss, I don't know why, after you tap it, I feel more relaxed."

Da Qi hardly had any massages. What Li Haitang gave Xiao Lingchuan was head therapy, massaging down the acupoints of the front, Baihui, back, Qiangjian, Naohu, Fengfu, and Yamen one by one, reducing turbidity and promoting clearness. , Xiao Lingchuan felt more and more awake in his mind, and he didn't want to move comfortably.

"This is my own massage technique, which Daqi doesn't have yet."

Li Haitang's subordinates worked hard, and it was just right. Seeing that the savage husband was comfortable, she also felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

In fact, he has been silently shouldering the responsibilities all along. As a father, a husband, and a son, he silently shoulders all the burdens alone, and also takes care of her. There is a string in his heart that has been tense.

In the past, he was too busy and often came back in the middle of the night. Li Haitang slept in a daze, but she couldn't think of this.

"Even if massages are available in the clinic in the future, I won't go there."

Xiao Lingchuan was very sure, and Li Haitang couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, "Could it be that my husband thinks that no one can do my tricks?"

"It's not."

Xiao Lingchuan didn't hesitate to hit his wife's enthusiasm, and said in a light and authentic tone, "especially the head, it is a weak part of the human body. If it is a martial arts practitioner, just hitting it can kill someone."

Li Haitang: ...

Well, she is acting affectionate, but can it be said that she is the only person that the savage husband can trust?

Thinking of this, Li Haitang felt softer in her heart, especially when she saw the years-long scar on Xiao Lingchuan's back, she couldn't help but touch it gently.

"Miss?"

This is not a massage, this is teasing, Xiao Lingchuan wished he could turn over immediately, but thinking of the reward the lady said, he felt that it should not be over.

"Does it hurt?"

Li Haitang touched the raised scar, and it looked like a hyperplasia. At least one hand was long. It looked like an old wound, which showed how dangerous it was at that time.

There was no suture, and the wound could only be smeared with ointment to stop the bleeding. I don't know how the savage husband survived the long night alone.

However, he would not cry out in pain, nor would he shed tears, he would just be silent.

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Xiao Lingchuan raised his eyebrows. His back has intricate scars. Over the years, there have been countless wounds. After healing, the original scars will be destroyed, just like a piece of skin with patches on top of patches.

Did it hurt? It must be painful, but he can only grit his teeth and stand up, because, even if he is weak, no one will love him, he is always alone.

"You promise me that you won't get hurt in the future."

Li Haitang used a coquettish tone, and then quickly smeared the dew on her body, and she lay down directly, just pressing on Xiao Lingchuan's back.

"Ok…"

The sudden stimulation made Xiao Lingchuan snort, he almost wanted to shout out loud, the slippery feeling made every pore of him excited.

"Husband, relax."

After Li Haitang finished speaking, he also closed his eyes and felt it.

This is the first time to do this kind of massage. She has no experience, but she has seen it before, and she did not expect it to be good.

The affairs of the bed were all dominated by Xiao Lingchuan, she was always passive, she was teased until her face was full of love, and then she became confused and said some nasty words.

If there is a chance to counterattack, she can't let it go, but now she also feels that her body is burning, and she can't bear it anymore.

The light of the candle illuminates the two bodies, and they massage each other, which is the most primitive intimacy.

Li Haitang's cheeks were pink and her breath was short of breath. At some point, Xiao Lingchuan took the initiative again. The two hugged each other, longing for each other affectionately.

The water in the tub was almost cold, Xiao Lingchuan added half a bucket of hot water, then hugged his wife, entered the tub, and washed off the filth on his body with clean water.

This time it only took more than an hour in total, but it was more comfortable than the previous night.

Li Haitang got the hang of it, thinking that the next time the couple had a chance, they would try other routines, and she hadn't put on her cheongsam yet.

When the couple came out of the clean room, Li Haitang's legs were a little weak. She gave the savage husband a look. A man who is full of food and drink, the depression between his eyebrows and eyes has long since disappeared, and his eyes have become deeper.

On the bed, Xiaodoubao was sleeping soundly, unaware that her parents were working hard to make a little sister.

After washing up, the couple went to the terrace to enjoy the scenery.

In the middle of the night, the lights of the people's houses have already been turned off, and the cool wind, mixed with the fragrance of flowers, is refreshing.

Li Haitang couldn't fall asleep, so he sat on the rattan chair and made a pot of tea. In fact, in modern times, the nightlife has only just begun.

Downstairs, occasionally a few drunk people can pass by, swearing in their mouths, leaning on the wall and not walking in a straight line, and there are passers-by who return late.

I don’t know whose baby is crying, the crying can travel far...

If every day was so ordinary, with Xiao Lingchuan around, no matter how high the status was given to her, Li Haitang would not change it.

After all, she comes from modern times, and her vision is not limited to this. What is more important than stability?

A person should live vigorously. She has experienced everything she should have experienced, and she has also experienced what she should not experience.

Saving people, killing people, what is more difficult than these two?

For her friends, she has a clear conscience, and Li Haitang lives a frank life. The only secret in her body is her own origin.

"Miss, do you know that there is a saying called returning the soul from a dead body?"

Xiao Lingchuan stared straight at the black night in front of him. He wanted to tell her all this time, but he didn't have the courage, nor was he sure.

Yes, he was afraid, especially after getting so much, he became even more unstable, for fear that one day, Li Haitang would disappear.

What happened to her couldn't be hidden from him, who was the bedside person. Especially, after she hanged herself, she woke up with medical skills, and her medical skills were extraordinary.

Daqi's doctors don't understand sutures, operations, etc., and, can a person have such a big difference in temperament?

Li Jinhu always thought that his sister died once, so he thought about it, and his temperament changed, but Xiao Lingchuan knew in his heart that everything might not be that simple. He has killed countless people, and he is not afraid of ghosts and ghosts. As long as she can stay by his side, it will be fine.