The next day Qiao Nianyao woke up in Song Qingfeng's generous arms.
As soon as she moved, Song Qingfeng woke up.
"Good morning, wife." Song Qingfeng's brows and eyes were full of moisturized satisfaction. He held his wife tightly in his arms, and his heart was filled.
But he wasn't the only one filled up.
Isn’t it the same for Qiao Nianyao?
She thought that going to Wushan with the person she liked wouldn't be too bad, but she never thought that it would be so overwhelming.
Of course.
Because of his extraordinary talent, she actually felt a little uncomfortable at first.
But he couldn't hold back his patience.
He is really a very gentle person and doesn't want her to suffer a little bit.
It was precisely because of this man's gentleness and thoughtfulness that Qiao Nianyao really experienced the joy of the boudoir last night.
Last night was really helpful to her.
At this time, the whole person has a sense of charm, with charming eyebrows and rosy cheeks, and a kind of laziness all over the body, which is the look that can only be obtained after experiencing the amorous feelings of men and women.
Song Qingfeng had never been flirting early in the morning, but his wife's appearance made him swallow his saliva, "My wife, it's still early, we..."
He wants to come again.
Originally, he wanted to eat more times last night, but he was afraid that his wife would be uncomfortable, so he only ate twice and then stopped.
But I thought about it again.
"You still have to go to work." Qiao Nianyao glared at him.
"Daughter-in-law, you are so beautiful." Song Qingfeng came over and kissed her.
Qiao Nianyao let him kiss and touch her, because the man's rough hands felt quite comfortable when they were on her body.
Song Qingfeng also knew that his wife had to go to work, so of course he would not force her. He just held her in his arms and rubbed her waist.
After experiencing the relationship between a man and a woman, he felt like he was really a Ninja Turtle before.
It feels so good to have a wife!
But he actually endured it for so long!
No wonder his aunt always thought he was a eunuch!
The couple just stayed on the kang for half an hour before getting up together to make breakfast and wash up.
Because she worked hard last night, Qiao Nianyao fried several poached eggs this morning.
"Daughter-in-law, please eat more." Song Qingfeng gave her some food.
Qiao Nianyao gave him an angry look, "I'll do it myself, and you can just eat yours."
"What's the point?"
Qiao Nianyao is funny, really slimy.
But why is she still enjoying it?
She just had to go to work no matter how much she enjoyed herself. After breakfast, she packed up and went to work.
Song Qingfeng walked her out with a cane, "Daughter-in-law, please slow down."
"I know, you can just stay at home. Don't come. It's a long way." Qiao Nianyao also explained.
"good."
Qiao Nianyao then rode her bicycle to work.
Song Qingfeng looked at his wife's back and waited until she disappeared before going out for a walk on crutches.
I don't know if it was his imagination, but he felt that his legs had recovered more significantly today and walked more smoothly.
"Qingfeng, you're out for a walk." Aunt Song Jiu greeted him when she saw him.
"Hello Aunt Ninth." Song Qingfeng also greeted her cheerfully.
"Okay, I think you're getting better and better now. It won't be long before you can probably put down the crutch and walk on your own." Aunt Song Jiu also watched him grow up.
Song Qingfeng exchanged greetings with her and came to his aunt's house on crutches.
Aunt Song was watering the vegetables on the family plot when she saw her nephew coming and said with a smile, "Yao Yao has gone to work?"
"Yeah." Song Qingfeng nodded.
At this time, the sound of hens laying eggs could be heard from the chicken coop. Aunt Song was also very happy, but she finished her work first before going to the chicken coop to pick up eggs.
"Oh, this egg is quite big, it must be a double yolk egg." Aunt Song said happily: "I'll cook it for you."
"Auntie, don't. I ate three eggs this morning. Stop boiling eggs for me." Song Qingfeng said quickly.
Aunt Song was surprised when she heard this, "Why do you eat so much?"
"My wife asked me to replenish it more." Song Qingfeng smiled.
His wife not only fried poached eggs for him, but also boiled the washed eggs together in the porridge. She said that the eggs cooked in this way are very tonic, comparable to big tonic pills.
So in the morning he ate two poached eggs and one egg cooked in porridge, a total of three here.
Aunt Song laughed when she heard this and said to him: "Although your hens are diligent in laying eggs, when you didn't come back, Yaoyao couldn't bear to eat the eggs. Every now and then, she would carry a basket of eggs to the supply and marketing cooperative to exchange them. But from you After she came back, she never changed it again. When she didn't have enough food, she went to the commune members to change it. I knew at a glance that all the money she saved must have gone into your stomach. It feels like she is pampering you like her son. "
"Auntie, what are you talking about? She dotes on me as a husband, not as a son." Song Qingfeng corrected.
Aunt Song: "I have never seen a woman who dotes on her husband so much. Yaoyao is the first one. What happened to you when you first came back. Look at you now. I don't even worry about you."
It's not that I've gained much weight, but my whole body is stronger and taller.
He looks so high-spirited and refreshed now, which shows how well his wife has taken care of him.
Song Qingfeng smiled and said, "Auntie, you don't have to worry about me, I have my wife."
Come on, I will become a wife slave directly.
Aunt Song thought it was funny, but she didn't say anything. It was a good thing that you couldn't even ask for if your nephew, nephew, and daughter-in-law could live a good life.
She turned to ask about her future plans, "When your leg heals, will you go back to the army?"
"I'm not going back. When the time comes, I'll go to my chief to apply for a transfer letter of introduction. From now on, I'll be with my wife." Song Qingfeng said.
Aunt Song was also happy when she heard this, "That's good, but can the work matter be solved?"
A job these days is an iron rice bowl, and it’s not that easy to handle.
"It shouldn't be a big problem." Song Qingfeng was still confident.
Seeing what he said, Aunt Song knew that he was stable, and couldn't help but said happily: "That's great. When the time comes, you will have a job, and your wife will also have a job. Who can compare with you in these little days?"
"I'm afraid my wife won't be able to do this job for long, and she may have to take care of children in the future." Song Qingfeng said.
"What's the point? Auntie will bring it to you in the future. Auntie has already said that she will bring it to you. Don't worry about the child." Aunt Song said.
My nephew's wife's job earns more than ten yuan a month, and the income is guaranteed despite droughts and floods. How many people can't find a job?
But Song Qingfeng didn't mean that.
The reason why he said this was because he asked his wife to give someone a massage. The massage lasted more than half an hour. How sore were her hands?
He couldn't bear it.
When he stabilizes his job, he will ask his wife what she plans to do.
Although he was reluctant to let her do it, he respected his wife's thoughts.
