"More fart!"
"Now!"
His voice was hoarse and dark, and he quickly pulled off the remaining clothes that were in the way.
Under her nervous and slightly frightened eyes, he paused, lowered his head and pecked the corner of her lips: "Tell me if it hurts."
His breath became heavier.
Just like the previous times, she was still nervous.
How could any man hold back at this moment? He breathed harshly, his affection deepened, and he listened to her broken and crying hum as if addicted.
"Liar, liar!@&#..."
"You dare to curse, let me do it again to give you something new to curse."
…
The storm subsided, and it took several hours for the embarrassing movement to subside.
The clothes thrown on the ground were messy, and the surroundings were in a mess.
At first she was still moaning vigorously, but less than halfway through she started to wilted, and she no longer had the strength to cling to him.
Jiang Han raised his hand and stroked away the water stains on her face that were either sweat or tears. His satisfied and dark eyes stayed on her sleepy face for a long time, feeling very good.
Before carrying her back to the room, he patiently cleaned her body and put on clothes.
Seeing that her snow-white back was marked with many blue and red marks of varying shades, she frowned unconsciously.
He looked at her lower body, and this time he controlled it and didn't hurt her. There was some redness and swelling after it was over, but she kept moaning and complaining to him about the pain in the middle of the process. It would be strange for him to believe it!
It hurts somewhere else.
Can't she explain it more clearly? You deserve to be blamed!
Jiang Han lowered his eyes and glanced at her, who couldn't hide her inexplicable aggrieved and pitiful look even when she was sleeping. He pursed his lips, lifted up her clothes and took another look.
These marks are indeed an eyesore.
He went to find some ointment and put it on her.
Hu Yao felt that his movements were too tiring, so she just groaned and showed no signs of waking up.
…
Early the next morning, the family of three did not have breakfast in time.
Because Hu Yao couldn't get up.
Jiang Xiaochao eagerly ran back to the room to see her several times. Seeing that she was still sleeping and looking quite tired, he was very obedient and did not wake her up. He held his hungry belly and went to find Jiang Han.
Jiang Han took him to the street to have breakfast, and brought Hu Yao a bowl of lean meat porridge.
She likes to eat soupy and watery things, which are lighter, and she also likes to eat meat.
After all, Jiang Han had raised her for several years, so she still knew some of her preferences.
Jiang Xiaochao's stomach was full and he didn't want to walk anymore, so he asked Jiang Han to hold him. He was young, his voice was milky, and when he was not arrogant and his attitude was soft, he still had a hint of coquettishness.
"Dad, I can't leave." He hugged Jiang Han's legs, rocked them back and forth, and stuck his own little face on them.
"If you can't walk, crawl back! Do you want me to call a sedan to carry you for the two-step journey?" Jiang Han refused to accept his trick and strode away with porridge in hand, extremely indifferent.
Jiang Xiaochao was really too full and couldn't walk. Seeing that Jiang Han wouldn't hug him, he flattened his mouth and just lay on the ground, crawling forward with his little feet, like a bug.
"Jiang Fuchao!" The veins on Jiang Han's forehead throbbed. He really didn't want to admit that he was his father. It was embarrassing!
The mother and son came here specifically to defeat him! Jiang Fuchao had never been so obedient to him before! Now this mess is fully implemented!
Hu Yao followed him the other way around. She was quite obedient after she got better, but it didn't make him feel any better!
"What are you doing??" Jiang Xiaochao felt that crawling was quite tiring, so he lay still on the ground with a large font, not caring about the dirt on the ground and not caring about other people's eyes.
Jiang Han's face darkened slightly, carrying porridge in one hand and him in the other, and strode away.
"You play like you dig coal mines all day long. How many pieces of clothes does your mother wash for you in a day?" Jiang Han was disgusted with Jiang Fuchao who rolled around on the ground casually.
Only when he was raised did he have so many clothes to change! Jiang Fuchao was noble in every aspect, no different from the eldest young master. He was a money-maker and his whole life was passed to him.
As the old saying goes, all the money I earn is for my son.
"Mom washed a lot of clothes for me." Jiang Xiaochao counted them carefully with his fingers.
"Go back and see if that kennel has been thrown away. You can live there from now on." Jiang Han said coolly.
The kennel he was talking about was the kennel of the dog he had raised in the past. The dog died more than ten years ago, and the kennel it left behind was old and shabby, but Jiang Han kept it.
"I don't want it!" Jiang Xiaochao refused.
The father and son said unruly words all the way home.
Hu Yao woke up before they came back. Although this time it was not as exaggerated and serious as the first two times, her body was still very sore and weak, and there was unspeakable soreness and discomfort in her private parts.
The clothes he put on her were wrong, and the belts of her clothes were tied wrongly. She wanted to retie them, but he tied them too tightly, and it took a lot of effort for her to untie them.
Hu Yao's fair and delicate face was unconsciously stained with red from the moment she woke up. After all, she had not experienced many of these things, but she still felt shy and annoyed every time.
My waist was extremely sore, as were my legs, and I almost lost my balance when I got off the ground.
Her wet eyes were once again covered with embarrassment. Fortunately, no one could see her embarrassing scene at this moment. She calmed down, combed her hair and went to wash her face.
Neither father nor son were at home at this time, and she guessed that they had gone out to eat.
There were unknown traces on the ground on one side of the small hall. When Hu Yao saw it, her face instantly turned red again.
She hurriedly ran to get a mop to clean up, and mopped the rest of the house along the way.
She had been busy all morning. When the neighbors saw Hu Yao coming in and out with a mop, they couldn't help but sigh that Jiang Han really married a virtuous and hard-working daughter-in-law.
Since they distanced themselves from Hu Yao last time about Xu Guangliang and Xu Xuzhu, Hu Yao has not rushed to find anyone to talk to. Now she doesn't care what everyone thinks, good or bad.
After she mopped for the last time, Hu Guifen came to the door when she went to wash the mop.
Every time she came to see her, nothing good happened.
Sure enough, when Hu Guifen came up, she pointed at her nose and scolded her, saying that she was cruel, had no regard for sisterhood, and treated Hu Qiao like that.
She sternly accused her, not knowing what she thought Hu Yao had done to Hu Qiao. She didn't even touch her yesterday! Now let's talk about her beating her. When did she beat her? Sure enough, Hu Qiao's skills in telling nonsense and unjustly accusing people were exactly the same as before. Every time, she would deliberately create some unfounded things and accuse her to Hu Guifen. Hu Guifen would beat Hu Qiao and punish her every time without even asking a question!
Why do they think she would accept such a trick and apologize in a low voice?
Why do they always act like nothing happened after doing those cold-blooded things? Do you really think that she has completely lost her temper after being tolerant for so many years?
