Rebirth: Starting from a Trainee Teacher

Chapter 674 I Will Be Your Woman in My Next Life

"What wish?"

Yang Wenwen hooked her arms around Zhou Jing's neck and spoke in a thin voice.

"If you tell me your wish, it won't work. You'll guess it when the time comes."

Zhou Jing did not say it directly. His wish could only be understood but not expressed in words. With Yang Wenwen's intelligence, she would definitely be able to guess what the wish was in a short time.

"What bad idea?"

Yang Wenwen's rosy face was filled with a doting smile. She wrapped her arms tightly around Zhou Jing's neck and stuck close to him.

Feeling Yang Wenwen's warmth, Zhou Jing became more certain that he could not live without Yang Wenwen.

After a long time, the room became quiet. Yang Wenwen snuggled softly in Zhou Jing's arms, her slightly opened lips exhaling orchid-like breath blowing on Zhou Jing's face. The subtle fragrance made Zhou Jing intoxicated. He smoothed the long hair that was scattered on Yang Wenwen's face, and kissed Yang Wenwen's lips.

"What do you want to eat tonight?"

After resting for a while, Yang Wenwen opened her eyes and spoke softly.

"Noodles, shredded pork noodle soup."

Zhou Jing gently rubbed Yang Wenwen's face. Yang Wenwen's slightly plump face was as elastic as agar. Even if it was deformed by Zhou Jing's rubbing, no wrinkles would appear. The 32-year-old Yang Wenwen was in physical condition like she was 23 years old.

"Little rascal."

Yang Wenwen pinched Zhou Jing's handsome cheek and said with a smile.

"Like your little rascal?"

Zhou Jing bit Yang Wenwen's nose and said.

"Like, you also know you are bad?"

The smile on Yang Wenwen's face became even brighter.

"I know myself well. I am very bad. Can you forgive me?"

Zhou Jing smiled and sighed.

"Yeah." Yang Wenwen had long accepted all of Zhou Jing's shortcomings. In fact, she didn't think Zhou Jing had any shortcomings. The badness during flirting made her unable to stop. She pinched the boy's nose and said, "I'm bad too."

"There's nothing wrong with being a pair of immoral people, don't you think?"

Zhou Jing teased Yang Wenwen and said.

"Too."

Yang Wenwen has long since let go of things and believes that the present is the most worth cherishing.

After lying in bed for a while, Yang Wenwen got up and put on a long skirt. She picked up the wet sheets on the mat, wiped the mat, threw the sheets on the chair, went downstairs to pick up the clothes on the floor, took the sheets and the two's underwear to the bathroom, threw the sheets into the washing machine to wash, and washed the underwear by hand.

Zhou Jing continued to lie down, looked at his cell phone, covered his face with Yang Wenwen's tank top and closed his eyes to rest.

"Have a good rest. I'll call you for dinner."

Yang Wenwen went back to the bedroom, took out a set of pajamas for Zhou Jing and threw it on the bed and said.

"I can't sleep without holding you."

Zhou Jing still closed his eyes, feeling the femininity of Yang Wenwen's vest.

"I can't sleep if you hold me."

Yang Wenwen sat on the bed, touched the boy's belly and said with a smile.

It was broad daylight, the midsummer sun was shining brightly outside, but Yang Wenwen felt refreshed. Zhou Jing had not returned to Yulin City for a month last month. Yang Wenwen would be lying if she didn't miss him. Knowing that Zhou Jing was coming back today, Yang Wenwen tossed and turned in bed last night.

The child went to elementary school and got out of school late. After Yang Wenwen finished her work on the ground and saw that Zhou Jing was still awake, she went to bed to rest together.

"It's still more comfortable to hold you. Does it feel hot to hold you?"

Zhou Jing's reborn physique couldn't feel the normal cold and heat, and he felt very comfortable hugging Yang Wenwen's soft and fragrant body.

"It's not hot. Your body is warm in the winter and cool in the summer. Is that the case for all boys?"

Yang Wenwen said while lying in Zhou Jing's arms.

"The fire has just subsided!"

Zhou Jing pinched Yang Wenwen's shoulders and kissed her and said.

Yang Wenwen understood what the boy meant immediately and said with a smile, "Do you feel I'm hot?"

"not hot."

Zhou Jing shook his head and said.

The two of them lay in bed until around four o'clock, then Yang Wenwen got up to buy groceries, came back to cook, and after she had prepared the groceries and kneaded the noodles, it was time to pick up the children, so she went out and drove to pick them up from school.

"dad."

"Don't yell in the hallway."

The little girl shouted in the corridor before she entered the door, and then the voice of Yang Wenwen preaching was heard.

"You know you're carrying a schoolbag. Is it heavy?"

Zhou Jing touched the little girl's head and said.

"It's not heavy. Dad, I'm hungry, and Mom won't buy me food."

The little girl hugged Zhou Jing and complained.

"What do you want to eat that your mother won't buy for you?"

Zhou Jing gave the little girl the snacks he brought back.

"Grilled ham."

"That's unhealthy. Try not to eat it. Children will get sick more easily if they eat it."

Zhou Jing opened the little girl's small bag and took a look. There were two dollars in it.

“All the other kids eat it.”

The little girl is like many other children. She only cares about whether the food tastes good, regardless of whether it is healthy.

"Other children must be sick more than you, don't you think?"

Zhou Jing pinched the little girl's face and said.

“You don’t have to go to school if you’re sick.”

The little girl thought that she did get sick less often than her classmates, but she envied her classmates who could take sick leave and not have to go to school.

Yang Wenwen looked at her daughter and said, "Silly girl, if you don't want to go to school, don't go. Just stay at home. Don't go to school tomorrow. Go out with mom to make money."

"It would be nice if I could go to school twice less a week."

The little girl is not completely ignorant. She still has to go to school.

"The school is not run by our family. We can go if we want to, and we don't have to go if we don't want to. If we don't study hard, we won't be able to earn money and we will starve to death."

Yang Wenwen taught her daughter to go to the kitchen to roll out noodles.

"Study hard and your dad will often buy you delicious and fun things. If you don't study hard, your dad won't buy you anything."

Zhou Jing turned on the TV and said.

"I studied hard and got first place in the midterm exam. What reward did Dad give me?"

The little girl leaned in Zhou Jing's arms and took the remote control to change the channel.

"I'll reward you by helping you with your homework at night, okay?"

Zhou Jing said as he touched the twin ponytails on the back of the little girl's head.

"Uh," the little girl shook her head and said, "The reward is something else."

"I'll give you a watermelon as a reward. You can eat all the watermelons in the kitchen."

Zhou Jing continued with a smile.

"Ah, Dad is so bad, reward me"

The little girl was amused, but not satisfied with the reward Zhou Jing mentioned. Her family had everything they needed, and she couldn't think of what reward she wanted.

Zhou Jing said: "When you grow up, dad will reward you with a car that is better than mom's car."

"I want dad to buy me some Wahaha after dinner."

Growing up is too far away, the little girl wants to wah ha ha now.

"it is good."

Zhou Jing can fulfill this wish. He treats Yang Wenwen's daughter as his own daughter from the bottom of his heart. Since the little girl was three years old, Zhou Jing has been patiently accompanying her and playing the role of her father, giving her the fatherly love that even her biological father may not be able to give her. Now, she is seven years old and has no unhappiness caused by the defects of her family. Her childhood is happier than that of ordinary children.

"ready to eat."

The meal is almost ready, Yang Wenwen called out. Zhou Jing turned off the TV, asked the little girl to go to the dining table, and went to the kitchen to help carry the dishes.

"Every time I come back, I feel hungry."

Zhou Jing rubbed Yang Wenwen's round butt and said.

"Do you usually eat on time?"

Yang Wenwen felt very sad when she heard this, and she wished she could be by her side to take care of the boy.

"Eat on time, but eating is just a task to fill your stomach."

After the noodles were cooked, Zhou Jing brought them to the dining table. The steaming hot shredded pork noodle soup was full of the taste of home. After dinner, the little girl pulled Zhou Jing out to buy some Wahaha. Yang Wenwen bought some groceries in the afternoon and gave a bottle to the little girl.

No need to go out, Zhou Jing went to the kitchen to accompany Yang Wenwen. Yang Wenwen washed the dishes and Zhou Jing hugged her from behind.

Yang Wenwen felt a tickle on her neck from Zhou Jing’s kiss, so she turned around and kissed him again.

"Call husband."

Zhou Jing raised one hand and pinched Yang Wenwen's face and said.

"husband."

Yang Wenwen shouted obediently.

"You're getting better at dressing. This short-sleeved shirt is so sexy."

Zhou Jing looked down at Yang Wenwen's figure and said.

At this moment, Yang Wenwen is wearing a white slim short-sleeved top and tight denim shorts. The short-sleeved shirt is made of a silky fabric, which fits the body better and perfectly modifies every curve of the figure. The denim shorts are light blue mid-waist style. Yang Wenwen has a good figure and stands straight. The jeans have obvious creases on both sides of the back of her thighs, which makes her figure look even more beautiful.

"Yeah, that's a bit tight, isn't it?"

Yang Wenwen doesn’t know if the short-sleeved shirt makes her fat or if this is the effect of short-sleeved shirts.

"It just so happens that a good figure should be shown off, and you can wear shorter shorts at home."

Zhou Jing smiled and said softly.

"I'll wear it for you next time."

Yang Wenwen thought it was indecent when she saw other people wearing shorts that almost exposed their buttocks on the street. Since the boy liked her to wear that at home, she would be a little vulgar at home. She thought girls wearing shorts that were too short were not proper on the street, but she had to admit that boys liked to see it.

"Let's go walk around the streets at night."

Zhou Jing didn't want to wait for the next time, nor was he worried that Gu Jia would know that he and Yang Wenwen were having an affair. He wanted to go shopping together while Yang Wenwen was in a good mood before she knew about it.

"Ah."

Yang Wenwen cleaned up the kitchen, turned around and hugged Zhou Jing, and was not in a hurry to leave the kitchen. The two of them avoided the children and enjoyed the feeling of a tryst at home in the kitchen, which was quite romantic.

"Do you feel like you're twenty-three?"

Zhou Jing put his arms around Yang Wenwen and put them in the pockets behind her tight denim shorts, feeling the tenderness.

"Not like."

Yang Wenwen knew that she was in good physical shape, but she was too feminine and it would be better if she was a little thinner.

"You are too insecure. Feel your own vitality."

Zhou Jing held Yang Wenwen's hand and placed it in front of Yang Wenwen.

Yang Wenwen clasped her hands together and said with a smile, "It's all your credit."

"You must always be my woman for the rest of your life."

Zhou Jing pinched Yang Wenwen's chin and said.

"I'll be your woman in my next life."

Yang Wenwen thought that if there was a next life, she would give her complete self to the boy in front of her.

"This is what you said."

Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen made a pinky promise.

"It's a deal." After they made pinky promises, Yang Wenwen bent down and looked under her belly and said, "Am I not suitable for wearing these tight hot pants?"

"Isn't this very suitable?"

Zhou Jing said with a smile.

"I have been trying to lose weight for half a year but I haven't lost any weight at all."

Yang Wenwen shook her hair and said.

“I don’t feel it when I’m thin.”

Zhou Jing pinched Yang Wenwen's belly and said.

They stayed in the kitchen until around seven o'clock, then went out to pack up and change clothes. They took the children out at around eight o'clock and drove Zhou Jing's car. Yang Wenwen brought two masks, and when she got out of the car, she put one on herself and gave one to Zhou Jing. Not to mention that Zhou Jing is now famous, he and Yang Wenwen both have many acquaintances in Yulin City, so they tried to avoid running into acquaintances if possible.

"The admission threshold for the junior high school of Experimental Middle School has also been raised."

Yang Wenwen said as she passed by the junior high school department of Experimental Middle School.

"CC will go to junior high school in Tangdu in the future!"

Zhou Jing planned to have Yang Wenwen and her daughter develop in Tangdu so that it would be more convenient for them to meet in the future.

Some time ago, Zhou Bo's wife from my third uncle's family told Zhou Jing that she wanted to transfer to Yulin Junior High School. Zhou Jing arranged for her to be transferred to the junior high school department of Experimental Middle School. This sister-in-law can report to Yulin this summer vacation. It was a piece of cake for Zhou Jing. He just told the principal of the high school department of Experimental Middle School and it was done.

Yang Wenwen likes living in Yu City very much, but in order to meet Zhou Jing conveniently and for her children's schooling, she has to go to Tang sooner or later.

"It smells so good, Dad."

Smelling the barbecue on the street, the little girl pulled Zhou Jing's hand and acted coquettishly.

"How long after eating did you feel hungry?"

Yang Wenwen looked at her daughter and said.

“Not hungry but want to eat.”

The little girl looked at the grilled chicken wings with greedy eyes.

Zhou Jing paused and bought a string of grilled chicken wings for the little girl.

It is hot in Yulin during the day in summer but becomes cool at night. It is very pleasant to go shopping in the evening breeze at around 8 or 9 o'clock. When they arrived at the mall, Zhou Jing bought a few clothes and shoes for Yang Wenwen and her daughter, and Yang Wenwen also picked out a few pieces for Zhou Jing.

After putting the groceries in the car, the three of them came to the square. The little girl walked in front, while Zhou Jing and Yang Wenwen followed behind, talking and staring at the child.

When they got to a place with few people, Zhou Jing put his arms around Yang Wenwen's soft waist. Ever since Zhou Jing became famous on the Internet, he and Yang Wenwen have hardly ever been ambiguous with each other outdoors. Zhou Jing wanted to be intimate with Yang Wenwen openly outside, so he missed the time when he was not recognized by strangers. At that time, Zhou Jing returned to Yulin City and he and Yang Wenwen could flirt outside without worrying about being recognized by others, and they got along very naturally.

"Do you usually go shopping a lot?"

Zhou Jing put his arm around Yang Wenwen's waist and grabbed it and said.

Yang Wenwen held Zhou Jing's hand on his waist and said, "We don't go shopping much during the week. When CC doesn't have homework, she will go to the school playground. On weekends, she will take CC shopping. Do you have any entertainment activities besides work?"

"I play games, and sometimes Gu Jia drags me out for a walk."

Zhou Jing was thinking about how to talk to Yang Wenwen about Gu Jia and Chen Jiaqian in the evening. It was difficult to bring up such a thing.

Yang Wenwen said with a smile on her face: "Gu Jia is 31 years old this year. Even in a big city, she can consider family. Is there anyone around her who is talkable?"

"No, she's too discerning."

Speaking of Gu Jia, Zhou Jing paid attention to Yang Wenwen's expression and noticed that Yang Wenwen didn't have the slightest doubt about herself and Gu Jia. Zhou Jing didn't even know how to start talking. It could be said that Yang Wenwen trusted him 100%.

Yang Wenwen paused for two seconds and said, "Have you ever found out what type of guy she likes?"

“We haven’t talked about this.”

Zhou Jing shook his head and said.

After shopping until 9:30, Yang Wenwen went home and asked her daughter to take a shower first. She went to the bedroom to change into the denim shorts she bought that night. After changing, she walked out of the bedroom and said with a wry smile: "Isn't it a bit too short?"

"You can be naked at home, the size is fine, the main thing is that you have a big butt."

Zhou Jing asked Yang Wenwen to turn her back. The new denim hot pants Yang Wenwen bought were tight-fitting. Yang Wenwen did not try them on when she bought them. She chose a suitable size to see if they were too tight on her body. However, they were a bit short. The denim shorts Yang Wenwen bought before could completely cover her hips, and the folds on the back of her legs were inside the pants. But the folds on the back of her thighs and hips were exposed, but it did not affect her wearing them at home.

"Don't say I have a big butt. I'm more suitable for wearing loose clothes."

Yang Wenwen gently pulled Zhou Jing's ear and said.

"It looks great, so sexy."

Zhou Jing hooked Yang Wenwen's waist, pulled her close and bit her thigh.

"Are you going to Baoning Road tonight?"

Although the day passed like that, Yang Wenwen still wanted to have more fun.

"Okay, how do you want your husband to love you?"

(End of this chapter)