Rebirth Eighty Spicy Wife Heads the House

Xu Qing looked at Zhou Jinnan's slightly embarrassed face with a thin layer of redness. He knew that he was not angry because of slapping him, but was just shy. He burst out laughing and waved to him like coaxing a child: "Come here, I'll see the face cushioned.

Break it or not.”

Because there is no slightness in the haze, the slap is still quite fierce.

In Gansu Province, machismoism is quite serious, and men are just a god at home, so they are the only one who can say that.

The city is much better, but few people dare to slap their men in the face.

Xu Qing looked at the slap marks on Zhou Jinnan's face and felt that he might not be able to disappear for a while. He had to think about it and go down to the ground while thinking about it. He walked to Zhou Jinnan who was still standing there and looked up carefully.

After looking at it, he felt a little distressed: "You said you didn't hide at that time. If you went out with this face, those who didn't know would think you had married a tigress."

He reached out and touched his face again, feeling a little distressed.

Zhou Jinnan was a little helpless and let her touch her. Suddenly, he reached out and put his hand around her waist and hugged the person in his arms: "Who knew that you would be like a little leopard when you fell asleep, and would shine your claws?"

Xu Qingheng glanced at him: "Who knew it was you? I thought it was a white wolf, who kept licking people like a dog."

Zhou Jinnan didn't want to speak at all, so he simply bowed his head and continued to take advantage of it openly.

Because after knowing that they were pregnant, the two rarely had a good time. Even if there were, Zhou Jinnan was responsible for serving Xu Qing, and he was able to satisfy his cravings.

Not only did he think, Xu Qing was also greedy, and the two of them were stuck together unconsciously.

Xu Qing calculated the days and had been three months old, so he let Zhou and Jinnan do whatever he wanted.

But he was afraid that Feng Shuhua, who was resting in a room, would hear the sound, so he tried hard to restrain himself from making a sound.

The two of them had a fun time, and Xu Qing was so tired that she fell asleep again.

Zhou Jinnan got up with satisfaction and heard that Feng Shuhua was still resting in the next room, carrying a vegetable basket to buy vegetables.

I completely forgot that there was a slap mark on my face, but fortunately my skin was dark and I couldn't see clearly if I didn't see it close.

After returning from buying vegetables, I met Yan Jichuan at the gate. I stood at the gate with a cigarette in my mouth, and squinted my eyes as Zhou Jinnan approached.

Just as I was about to say hello, I saw the slap marks on Zhou Jinnan's face with sharp eyes. Although it was not obvious, the red ball was abnormal: "Who was beaten by this?"

Zhou Jinnan then remembered that he didn't expect that the slap print was still there for so long, and he said coldly with a stern face: "What are you doing?"

Yan Jichuan suddenly smiled unkindly: "It's not that my eldest niece beaten up, right? I didn't realize that your status at home is so low?"

Zhou Jinnan glanced at Yan Jichuan, ignored him and went straight into the yard.

Yan Jichuan followed in with a smile. Why did he feel like Zhou Jinnan was carrying a vegetable basket and slap on his face, like an aggrieved young wife?

It seems that this niece from home is quite capable.

After entering the hospital, Yan Jichuan put away his joking expression and told Zhou Jinnan seriously: "This time, you may need to go to southern Yunnan. Your identity is a drug dealer. You intercept a very important transaction. In fact, you don't go.

That's fine, but considering that you're familiar with that."

The sound was pressed very low to prevent Xu Qing from hearing it in the room.

Zhou Jinnan frowned: "When will I go?"

Yan Jichuan thought about Xu Qing still getting pregnant: "Next month, I will try to come back when it is cold in November."

Zhou Jinnan nodded: "Okay."

After saying that, he put the vegetable basket by the pool and turned to look at Yan Jichuan: "Is it okay? You go first if you have nothing to do. I'm going to cook. Don't let Qingqing know about this in advance."

After saying that, he turned around and took out a fish from the vegetable basket and threw it into the pool. He picked up the knife used to pack the vegetables next to him, and scraped the fish scales neatly.

He is skillful in movement and has a very scent of fireworks.

Yan Jichuan was so confused. Is Zhou Jinnan still the Leng Yan King the same as before?

My niece Xu Qing is really good at controlling her husband.

Finally, he looked at Zhou Jinnan with some sympathy before leaving.

Zhou Jinnan packed up the fish and thought about stewing a fish soup for Xu Qing to replenish it. He heard that pregnant women have become fat, but he just touched his wife and there was still too little meat.

Especially my son's ration bags did not grow up later.

He also took a special look and finally concluded that Xu Qing must be too hard and too tired to keep up with the nutrition.

The fish was stewed into the pot and the tofu was cut into it.

The white wolf kept circling around Zhou Jinnan. Seeing that the owner put a whole fish into the pot, he didn't have anything to do. He shook his tail in disappointment and went to squat down.

Xu Qing woke up and found that it was already noon. He had been sleeping for a long time. He felt his stomach empty. He turned his head and looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was almost half past two.

I was so shocked that I sat up quickly, put on my clothes in a hurry, and went out with my hair while putting my shoes on my clothes.

Feng Shuhua sat at the small table, holding a brush and writing. When she heard Xu Qing's movement, she squinted her eyes and smiled and looked up: "Get up, Jinnan is stewing fish soup on the small stove. Go and eat something."

Xu Qing felt a little embarrassed: "Have you eaten?"

Feng Shuhua smiled and said, "It's already what time, so I won't have a meal yet. Jinnan went out and said it was to do something. You should eat it quickly, and the food and meat should be delivered later."

Xu Qing originally wanted to go to the store to check it out, but he didn't expect that he would make a fuss so late.

I quickly went to the faucet to wash up, went to the kitchen to serve a bowl of fish soup, took a piece of cake and sat next to Feng Shuhua, watching her write.

"Grandma, what are you writing this?"

"I will sort out some of the things your grandmother taught me for you."

Feng Shuhua's small calligraphy is well written, with a kind of unyielding character and a unique style.

Xu Qing leaned over and took a few glances. They were all methods to relieve the Gu, and there was actually a corpse Gu!

I quickly retracted and kept my body away from me, which made me feel a little uncomfortable when I saw the name.

While drinking fish soup slowly, Sister Jin and Sister Liu came with the delivery person.

Xu Qing was so embarrassed that he didn't pay attention to the smell of fish soup. When he put down the bowl and stood up to say hello to Sister Jin and the others, he felt the fishy smell of his mouth.

It was as fishy as if I had eaten a bite of mud from a fish pond. I felt uncomfortable in my stomach in an instant, and I pressed my nausea over and talked to Sister Jin.

Sister Jin was quite surprised: "Didn't it mean I'm going to play for two days, why did I come back so soon?"

Xu Qing suppressed his discomfort: "It's uncomfortable to live, but the bed at home is still comfortable. Besides, there's nothing fun, so I just came back."

Sister Jin smiled and said, "No, Jin Nian Yin Nian is not as good as her own doghouse. She doesn't feel comfortable anywhere she goes."

Xu Qing nodded in agreement, chatted casually for a few more words, looked at the dishes delivered and the quality of the meat.

After the boss who delivered the meat left, Jin's sister-in-law kindly asked: "Do you want to buy a TV?"

Xu Qing nodded: "Yes, I just haven't found a TV ticket. It's very intimate recently."

Sister Jin whispered: "I have one at home. Do you want it? My family doesn't have money to buy a TV anyway."