My Husband, Warm The Bed

Immediately after dinner, it started to rain heavily.

Listening to the crackling rain on the roof, Chi Yangyang glanced at the roof worriedly.

I don't know if Hang Jin has patched up the roof. In case it is not patched, it will rain so much tonight and the house will get wet tomorrow morning.

The little idiot looked at him with questioning eyes, and it made Hang Jin feel particularly uncomfortable: "My young master is doing business, you can rest assured. If this room leaks tonight, my young master will be your son from now on."

"I can't give birth to a son as old as you." Hearing his nonsense, Chi Yang burst into a laugh.

"Indeed!" Hang Jin nodded and said again, "You are so stupid, how can you give birth to a smart and handsome son like this young master."

Hearing what Hang Jin said, Chi Yangyang subconsciously stroked her lower abdomen, where a new little life was already gestating.

Although she still doesn't know whether this little life is a boy or a girl, she will definitely love this little life, and educate this little life well, and she must not let the child repeat her mistakes.

If she can choose, she hopes to be a boy, a boy who looks like Hang Jin in character and appearance.

She hopes that her child will be as strong and brave as Hang Jin, and don't care too much about the eyes of others.

If you like someone, say it out loud, and if you don’t like it, refuse decisively. It is absolutely no illusion...

Thinking about it this way, Chi Yangyang suddenly felt that Hang Jin's advantages seemed quite a lot.

"Little four eyes, don't be in a daze, I'll clean up the dining table and the kitchen, you go take a bath first." Hang Jin roared, pulling Chi Yangyang's thoughts back, she looked at him, "Are you sure you want to wash the dishes? ?"

Hang Jin said as he collected the bowls, "What are you doing with so much nonsense? Are you still worried that my young father can't even wash the bowls?"

Chi Yangyang: "I'm not worried that you can't even wash the bowl, but I'm worried that you broke the bowl."

Hang Jin's mouth twitched: "Chi Yangyang!"

Chi Yangyang quickly raised his hand to surrender: "Okay, you clean up slowly, I'll take a bath."

...

The conditions in the countryside are no better than those in the cities, and many facilities are not complete.

The bedroom is on the second floor, and there is one bathroom on the first floor. Chi Yangyang wants to take a bath. He must go upstairs to collect clothes first, and then take a shower on the next floor.

She moved fast, and when she packed her clothes, Hang Jin was still busy in the kitchen.

Chi Yangyang craned his neck and looked at Hang Jin. His tidying up was very awkward. He made the sound of bowls and bowls from time to time, making Chi Yangyang tremble.

"Hang Jin, if it doesn't work, you can put it down and I'll take care of it in a while." To be honest, he is a young master who doesn't touch Yang Chunshui. It is really difficult for him to do this kind of thing in such a remote place, but he is still positive. Very much.

As soon as her voice fell, she received a sharp eye warning from Hang Jin, and she hurried away: "Master Hang, you are busy with you, when I didn't say it."

Chi Yangyang was worried that Hang Jin would ruin her kitchen after taking a shower and washing her hair.

She came out of the bathroom, it was a bit cold, and her original plan to go to the kitchen to see Hang Jin was cancelled.

She hurried upstairs to add a coat to herself, and found a hair dryer to blow her hair.

She was about to turn on the hair dryer when someone suddenly took the hair dryer, and Hang Jin's voice sounded in her ear: "I'll help you blow it."

He also helped Chi Yangyang blow his hair before, but Chi Yangyang is still not used to it: "I can do it myself."

Hang Jin said: "I said I would help you blow, have I asked your opinion?"

Chi Yangyang: "..."

This person is so overbearing and unreasonable to help her blow her hair.

The hair dryer was very windy, and Chi Yangyang's hair was almost dry in a while. Hang Jin lowered his head and sniffed, "What shampoo do you use? Why is it so fragrant?"

"Does it smell?" Chi Yangyang drew up the strands of hair and sniffed carefully, "Why don't I think?"

"Little idiot!" He was complimenting her for her fragrance, and she didn't know it, so she stupidly picked up her hair to smell it.

Chi Yangyang pouted: "Why do you curse again?"

"I'm not scolding you, or I think you're a little cute." Hang Jin put down the hair dryer, pressed her head in her arms, bowed her head and kissed her freshly dried hair, "Wait for me, I Go to the bath."

He turned to leave, Chi Yangyang stretched out his hand to hold him: "The temperature difference in this place is too big during the day, you just arrived, and it is easy to catch a cold in the bath at night. You will just take a shower tonight, and you will wash again at noon tomorrow."

When he first came here, Chi Yangyang didn't know the situation. He took a shower at night and couldn't get up the next day.

A cold, fever, runny nose, that looks as pitiful as it is.

Hang Jin smiled and said, "Don't you dislike me if I don't take a bath?"

"If you don't take a bath, why should I dislike you." Hang Jin was happy when she heard her words. Someone Liu Chi Yangyang got up and went to the closet to hold a quilt. "There is a room next door, you go to sleep next door."

In an instant, Hang Jin's face turned black.

What did this stupid woman just say?

She has the ability to say it again, to see if he doesn't break her leg.

Chi Yangyang really didn't dare to say it, because she knew the expression on Hang Jin's face too much, and if she continued, he would definitely have to beat her.

Hang Jin glared at her, then turned and went downstairs.

Chi Yangyang was still a little worried that he would not be used to the plateau climate for a while, and then urged: "Hang Jin, you can just clean up, don't wash it for a long time. You just came here and haven’t adapted to the climate here. It’s really easy to catch a cold. ."

Hang Jin ignored her.

After a while, Chi Yangyang, who was already lying in the bed, heard Hang Jin Dongdong's upstairs.

This man has been washing for so long that he deserves a cold.

At this moment, Hang Jin strode into the house: "Chi Yangyang, why didn't the bathroom prepare bath towels?"

He didn't wear anything on his body, and walked into the room without any scruples.

When she saw him, Chi Yangyang's face instantly went red, and she quickly grabbed the quilt and covered her head: "Hang Jin, can we not do this?"

Hang Jin said indifferently: "This young master hasn't let you see anywhere, so what's so shy about him."

Chi Yangyang has the urge to kick him out: "No, can you find something to block it?"

Hang Jin shrugged, "You don't even have a spare towel in the bathroom. This young master can't come out like this."

Chi Yangyang: "..."

Blame her?

Forget it, don't talk to him, anyway, he has the ability to find a hundred reasons for him not to wear clothes.

Hang Jin said again: "Don't be silly, get a towel for this young master, or you will catch a cold and you will be responsible."

Chi Yangyang didn't want to care about him, but worried that he really caught a cold, so he quickly got out of bed, took out a towel from the closet, and don't hand it to Hang Jin at the beginning: "You wipe it." Hang Jin didn't reach out, his lips cornered. With a bad smile: "I want you to help me."