Time space: the rough man's sick beauty, she turned wild

"Can't you comfort me a little more?" Lin Tianxia wiped her tears and her mood was obviously much better.

"Lin Tianxia, ​​although your surname is Lin, you are not Lin Daiyu." Shen Zhihuan reminded.

"Although my name is not Lin Daiyu, I can't guarantee that we were one family 800 years ago." Lin Tianxia, ​​who was in a better mood, began to feel poor again.

"Then you call back quickly and ask your father to look up your family's genealogy. Maybe you can actually be related. Rounding it all off, you can be regarded as a relative of the emperor. If you go back to the past, maybe you can still Just pretend to be Princess, Princess, County Lord or something like that." Shen Zhihuan also started to make nonsense.

"Get lost!" Lin Tianxia sneered.

"Hey! I'm resigning!" Shen Zhihuan smiled and hung up the phone.

Lin Tianxia put down the receiver and raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and her eyes were filled with smiles.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Zhihuan slapped his forehead.

She talked about knitting scarves for Mr. Chu and her Captain Su, but as soon as she turned around, she forgot about them.

Now her regimental commander Su has become brigade commander Su, and the promised scarf is still a ball of wool.

Shen Zhihuan took the fruit plate into the resort, washed his hands, and dug out a finger-long scarf and wool from the corner of the closet.

Because she had knitted before and was a skilled worker, Shen Zhihuan, who had not touched a needle for several months, quickly became proficient.

I knitted a long section in less than an hour.

After dinner, Shen Zhihuan didn't even watch TV and hid back in the house to knit her scarf.

It wasn't until the familiar sound of an engine stalling came from the door of the courtyard that Shen Zhihuan hid the half-knitted scarf and wool back in the closet.

As soon as she picked up the parenting book, a tall and tall man strode in.

"Daughter-in-law..." Concerned about the dirt on his body, the man did not dare to hug his little wife. He just bent over and kissed her.

The sweet scent exuding from his little wife made him want to absorb more.

"Mom left some soup for you." Shen Zhihuan kissed the man back.

Just as he was talking, the sound of Zhang Fengxia's footsteps came from the courtyard.

After a moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Mom, come in, the door is open." Shen Zhihuan sat up slightly.

Another big bowl full of winter melon and pork ribs soup.

There were originally three tube bones inside, which were divided among Shen Zhihuan, Su Lili, and Xiao Qiping.

At the dinner table, one person was holding a tube bone cut in half, and each one was chewing it more vigorously than the other.

When the soup is in hand, the man holds it in front of his wife as usual.

Shen Zhihuan was forced to add another meal.

After brushing her teeth again and lying in the man's arms, Shen Zhihuan was so stretched that she didn't want to move.

"Commander Su, are you planning to fatten your wife up for the New Year?" Shen Zhihuan played with the man's slender fingers.

She especially likes to rub the thin calluses on men's fingertips, as if stroking a hero's medal.

The essence of human beings is to be strong.

Some people have a derogatory connotation of Mu Qiang.

Shen Zhihuan disagreed.

The essence of Mu Qiang is actually a manifestation of recognition.

Both men and women will have feelings of admiration and envy for those who are stronger and better.

This is because deep down in our hearts, everyone hopes that they can become stronger and better.

Just like she admires her family's heroic identity as Brigadier Su.

If Su Ziyu was a bastard with no knowledge and skills who just ate and waited to die, she wouldn't be tempted by him even if he had 32 abs and was incredibly handsome.

Su Ziyu lowered his head to his young wife's ear and whispered something, which made her raise her hand and punch him.

"shameless!"

Su Ziyu grabbed his wife's hand, lowered his head and kissed her. "Daughter-in-law, my comrades-in-arms all said that I must have burnt incense in my last life to be able to marry such a good wife like you in this life."

"Commander Su, what do you like about me?" Shen Zhihuan looked up at him.

Su Ziyu fell silent for a rare moment, as if he was thinking seriously.

Shen Zhihuan didn't rush him and let him think slowly.

for a long time.

Su Ziyu hugged Shen Zhihuan's arm tightly, extremely serious, "Daughter-in-law, I like it when you softly call me Captain Su. I like you to lie in my arms and act like a baby. I like you to curl up in my arms and sleep at night. I I like you looking at me and smiling, I like you making trouble in front of me, I like you..."

It was okay at first, but later on, the more Shen Zhihuan listened, the more something was wrong.

In the end, Shen Zhihuan directly covered Su Ziyu's mouth to prevent him from talking anymore.

She shouldn't ask this shameless question.

This shameless guy didn't want to lose face. She was afraid that he would ruin the little bean sprouts in her belly.

When the lights were turned off, the man still looked aggrieved and had not yet finished his yelling.

In the end, I kissed, hugged, held and played all over again before I was willing to stop.

No one would have thought that Brigadier Su, who was taciturn and cold-tempered in public, could be such a clingy person in private.

I don't know if he was almost busy with work, but when Su Ziyu woke up in the morning, he was not in a hurry to get up. He hugged his little wife and reviewed it again, kissed her, hugged her, and lifted her up. Then she got dressed and got up feeling refreshed.

When the two passed by, Zhang Fengxia was the only one left in the house cleaning the house.

Seeing the sweetheart coming over, Zhang Fengxia quickly dropped the rag in her hand, washed her hands and went to help serve the dishes and rice.

With Zhang Fengxia and Su Ziyu's mother and son here, Shen Zhihuan can only settle down and be a useless person who only wants to eat.

Shen Zhihuan had a good appetite, one egg, a bowl of millet porridge, and most of the scallion pancake.

Liu Chunhua suffered from acute gastroenteritis and was in dire straits.

Forget it if you feel nauseous and want to vomit from time to time.

The doctor also warned her that her diet must be light recently.

She has always been fond of anything spicy, but now she can only drink porridge.

Wouldn't that cost her life?

When Shen Zhihuan entered the classroom, listless Liu Chunhua was lying motionless on the desk.

It looked like an eggplant beaten by frost.

"Hey! Is this still the Miss Liu I know?" Shen Zhihuan leaned over with a smile.

"Zhihuan, I'm hungry." Liu Chunhua cried.

"Poor child, will you have to stop talking for a few days?" Shen Zhihuan gently touched Liu Chunhua's head, just like combing a cat's fur.

"The doctor said that I have to eat porridge for at least two days. After two days, I still have to eat light food." Liu Chunhua wailed.

Having only one moment of joy made her sad enough, so why should she be so taboo?

The boat really leaked and encountered a strong wind...

Misfortunes do not come singly!

"How pitiful!" Shen Zhihuan smiled and rubbed Liu Chunhua's fleshy face.

"I'm so pitiful. Even if you don't comfort me, you still laugh." Liu Chunhua stamped her feet.

"It's only been two days. It's over soon. It's time to clean up the stomach." Shen Zhihuan smiled even more happily.

"Shen Zhihuan, just wait for me. When I recover, see how I deal with you." Liu Chunhua gritted her teeth.

"You haven't had enough trouble during the two months of summer vacation?" At the door of the classroom, Ren Jinghua, holding a lesson plan in hand, pushed up the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose.

The noisy classroom fell silent instantly.