The wealthy retired wife: Baby, marry me again!

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After finishing the meal, Ling Mufeng said happily:

"My wife, you are tired, you go to rest, I will wash the dishes."

After speaking, he rushed into the kitchen with the dirty bowl in his arms.

It's just that after washing a few times, I heard a "pop". [

Ye Zhiqiu went over and saw that a bowl fell on the ground and broke.

Ling Mufeng swept the broken porcelain pieces with a broom, scratched his head, and said with a silly smile:

"My wife, what are you doing here? I'll just wash it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he accidentally dropped another bowl.

"..."

Ling Mufeng smiled and took the broom to clean up, Ye Zhiqiu put on a cold face and started to wash the dishes.

When Ling Mufeng said no, she just dropped a sentence:

"One bowl is also money. If you continue to fight, all the bowls will be gone."

Ling Mufeng had no choice but to stand aside and act as a spectator.

He later took out a rag, wiped the dining table clean, and prepared to put the leftovers in the refrigerator.

Seeing his clumsy appearance, Ye Zhiqiu sighed.

She stepped forward, wrapped the leftovers in plastic wrap, and put them aside.

Cover it with a gauze net to prevent small mosquitoes from falling.

After everything was tidied up, she turned her head and saw Ling Mufeng looking at herself with eyes that she had never seen before.

Inevitably goosebumps all over his body: "What are you doing?"

Ling Mufeng walked over slowly, hugged her tenderly, and kissed her lightly on the lips: "Honey, I love you so much."

"Ling Mufeng, are you crazy?"

Ye Zhiqiu wanted to escape, but he hugged him tighter and tighter.

Then he simply picked her up, hugged her on the sofa, and kissed her wantonly. [

"let me go!"

Ye Zhiqiu broke free from his embrace.

Ling Mufeng didn't bother anymore, just smiled and said: "Be careful."

Ye Zhiqiu was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly remembered that she already had his child at this time, and felt sad.

As if knowing what Ye Zhiqiu was thinking, the color on Ling Mufeng's face also slowly faded, and he just looked at his wife gently.

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