"It's only natural for my son to sleep with his father." Song Jingyun added.
Just like him sleeping with his wife.
Too.
A son must follow his father.
No matter how much he liked his uncle, he couldn't sleep with him.
"Besides, if you don't sleep with your father, your father may be very disappointed." Song Jingyun added.
That's true.
He was the only father, and his father was the only son. From the time he could remember, he slept with his father. If he suddenly went to find someone else, his father would definitely be very disappointed.
Although Zhu Guangtai was dejected, he was not stubborn. He just said "Oh" and then hugged the wooden basin in his hand tightly, "Uncle, please go to bed early."
"You should go to bed early." Song Jingyun yawned, put the tub away, and went back to the house.
Taking off his coat and lying on the bed, looking at Jiang Mixia who was already asleep, Song Jingyun tiptoed inside. Seeing that Jiang Mixia was not surprised, Song Jingyun breathed a sigh of relief, covered himself with the quilt, and stretched beautifully. , took another sharp breath.
The air is filled with the sweet smell of the lady.
Very comfortable and reassuring.
Song Jingyun closed his eyes.
When Jiang Michia slept until midnight, she suddenly woke up.
The reason for waking up was a dream.
I dreamed that I and Song Jingyun were penniless and had empty stomachs. In order to fill their stomachs, they had to perform on the street.
The content of the busking is an extremely challenging program - chest-breaking.
A big stone was placed on her body, and the son-in-law swung the big stone to hit her.
Once, twice, three times...
The little husband-in-law was not strong enough, so he smashed it many times, but the big stone was not broken. Instead, it was hit one after another, making her chest feel tight.
Jiang Michia was a little anxious, and just wanted to get up and tell Song Jingyun how to exert force, but no matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't get up.
The harder he couldn't get up, the more stuffy his chest became. Jiang Michia was so anxious that her head was covered with sweat. With this urgency, she woke up.
After waking up, Jiang Michia felt something was wrong.
Normally, in the Chu-Han world, her son-in-law and she, who never interfered with each other, always slept back to back.
Even when sleeping on the back, because this bed is big enough, even if two people are placed in a "big" position, it is still very comfortable.
But now...
The little husband-in-law squeezed beside her and stayed close to her.
On the side of her face, she could clearly feel the warm breath coming out when she breathed. She could also clearly feel that one of her arms was resting on her body.
The little son-in-law is now much stronger than before, and this arm is not light.
No wonder I dreamed that my chest was broken by a big stone and I couldn’t breathe?
Jiang Michia's head was full of black lines, and he took off his little son-in-law's arm with great disgust. He even pushed Song Jingyun, who was facing him sideways, and successfully pushed him out of his territory.
The sleeping space suddenly became larger, and Jiang Michia felt much more relaxed. She breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to close her eyes and sleep well.
"Don't make trouble."
The little son-in-law muttered something, then squeezed over and continued to stay close to Jiang Michia, putting his arm on her body.
Jiang Michia, "..."
Pushing Song Jingyun away again, this time she simply pushed him over and turned his back to her.
But when Jiang Michia opened her eyes, Song Jingyun was still crowded beside her, and his arms were still on her body.
Jiang Michia, "..."
It didn't work to push him away like this, but he really couldn't sleep well if he just let it go with his arms on his body.
After thinking for a while, Jiang Michia took off Song Jingyun's arm again and put her own arm on his body. In order to prevent Song Jingyun who was lying on his back from turning sideways again, he simply put his legs on top of him.
Just like that, a quarter of an hour passed...
Song Jingyun didn't move at all.
Sure enough, only magic can defeat magic!
Jiang Michia closed her eyes and even rubbed her back and forth to adjust to a comfortable position.
Don't tell me, my little husband-in-law's figure...
It feels pretty good!
Jiang Michia yawned contentedly and quickly fell into a deep sleep.
When the rooster crowed once, Song Jingyun woke up.
Without even opening his eyes, he noticed one of Jiang Michia's arms and a leg hanging up on his body.
Song Jingyun, "..."
Why is the lady so dishonest when sleeping?
Carefully pushing Jiang Michia's arms and legs down, Song Jingyun turned over and prepared to continue sleeping, but Jiang Michia's arms came up again, and he hugged her tighter?
Song Jingyun, "..."
Compared with the old lady who wished she could stay far away from him when sleeping, today's lady sleeps very strangely.
And he was mumbling, as if he was talking about something?
Probably, maybe, maybe it was a nightmare?
I was scared, so I hugged him.
After all, when he was scared, he also wanted to hug his wife.
The more Song Jingyun thought about it, the more he felt that this must be the case.
"Don't be afraid, madam, dreams are all fake, don't be afraid..." Song Jingyun pulled out a hand from Jiang Michia's arms with difficulty and patted her back gently.
After Jiang Michia fell asleep peacefully, Song Jingyun closed his eyes again and went to sleep.
When getting up in the morning, Jiang Michia woke up earlier than Song Jingyun.
When he woke up, he saw that one of his arms and one leg were still firmly resting on Song Jingyun's body, and Song Jingyun was sleeping soundly at this time.
It seems that this method is very effective.
Jiang Michia thought so.
So in the following time, in order to prevent himself from dreaming about the tragic dream of having a big stone in his chest again at night, Jiang Michia decided to simply put his arms and legs on Song Jingyun when he fell asleep.
And when he woke up the next morning, Jiang Michia could see Song Jingyun lying flat on his back, sleeping extremely soundly.
Jiang Michia was very satisfied with this.
When it came to Song Jingyun, his frown was getting higher and higher.
This nightmare should not happen every day, but my wife still has to hold him to sleep every day...
Could it be that the lady likes to sleep with him in her arms?
But why.
Song Jingyun was a little confused.
But as I thought about it, I felt that I didn’t need to think about it anymore.
Anyway, as long as the lady likes it.
It is not a shameful thing to be held by a lady to sleep.
After a very fierce ideological struggle, the son-in-law finally accepted the eccentricities his wife had developed recently, and even gradually got used to it and even liked it.
Because being held by my wife to sleep, I seem to sleep more soundly and feel more at ease...
After a month of busy work, the construction of Zhu Yongwu's home and the porcelain kiln has come to an end.
Consciously disturbing Jiang Youcheng's family for too long, Zhu Yongwu led Zhu Guangtai to move in after simply buying furniture and tidying up the home.
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