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Shu Shu's face immediately turned red. Alright, it was broad daylight. She had really thought too much. "En, alright."

Ling Qiao put on some makeup, put on a peaked cap and a mask, and imitated ShuShu who had taught him to cough a few times. Mm, he was just a man with a cold.

In the supermarket, Shu Shu sat in the shopping cart with her injured foot hanging outside. Her function was to point at the street lights, wherever they pointed, the coolies would take her. She would carry whatever she wanted to buy.

"Hubby, instant noodles, pickled noodles in the old pot."

Ling Qiao was unhappy, "Why do you always eat instant noodles? "No nutrition."

"Hubby, then you're out, now everything is about efficiency, instant noodles are called instant noodles, it's so convenient, and also, there are a lot of ingredients inside the instant noodles, according to the advertisement, real materials, are there any?!"

"Girl, I know more about advertising than you, you're not allowed to buy instant noodles." As he said that, Ling Qiao pushed the shopping cart past the instant noodles shelves. However, when he turned around, there were a few more bags inside the shopping cart.

Looking at the cart full of goods, some of them had something to eat, but when they paid the bill, they realized that they seemed to have bought too many.

Ling Qiao took out a card. "Here, go and swipe your card."

"Oh." ShuShu easily took it. Wasn't her husband's money waiting for her to spend? If she didn't spend it, then naturally there would be people who would help her spend it.

The young miss paid the bill and looked at the cart full of goods. She then looked curiously at Ling Qiao. Shu Shu quickly took Ling Qiao's arm and said, "Hehe, a person with a cold."

She nudged him with his elbow, and Ling Qiao began to cough obediently, pretending to sniff his nose. The young lady who paid the bill smiled and focused on settling the bill.

When he came out, he found four full bags of items, two full bags of Ling Qiao and two full bags of items. However, when Ling Qiao saw that the other couples only had husbands carrying their things, how could he fall behind? He lifted the two bags with each hand and snatched the bag from Shu's hands. "Take care of your own feet, I'll take it."

"But it's so heavy." Just now, she had mentioned that one bag was already very heavy, so she was worried that she wouldn't be able to take it back.

He took it without a second word, two bags on each side. It was an easy task.

Hey, isn't that how men use it?!

Although there were also some people who cast a surprised look, it was mainly because Ling Qiao was dressed so tidily that it made people think that he was a robber. Seeing his attentive figure, Shu Shu's heart was filled with satisfaction and sweetness.

After putting the four bags of goods into the trunk, Ling Qiao went around to the front and opened the door of the first passenger seat. "Wife, be careful. Go in."

ShuShu jumped into the passenger seat with one foot in the air. "Husband is so cool."

Hearing her praise, he felt a bit embarrassed. The moment he sat in the car, he took off his mask and sunglasses, and his breathing immediately became fresh.

"Time to go home." She looked exceptionally happy. This little thing was really easy to satisfy, but this was good. She was content and happy.

Returning home and putting his things away, ShuShu discovered that Ling Qiao was a very disciplined person. He knew where to put everything, so she just sat on the sofa and turned on the TV, leisurely eating the potato chips he wanted to buy.

"Hubby, try it …" As he passed, she held the potato chips to his mouth.

He said, "You'd better let me eat you."

She blushed and stuffed the potato chips into her mouth. "Get lost, I'm watching TV."

Ling Qiao shook his head with a smile, not forgetting to remind him, "Don't eat too much junk food."

"Oh." "Yes," he answered, but his hand had already grabbed it and stuffed it back into his mouth. Her husband was fine today. He would buy whatever she wanted, even if it was junk food. After walking past, he would secretly pack a few bags.

In the future, he would do his best to pamper her. She was his wife, the one who accompanied him for his entire life, it was necessary to pamper her, and he did not need to be afraid of being pampered.

"Eat less, I'll be cooking now."

"Oh, yes, husband."

Ling Qiao put on his apron and began arranging the dishes he had bought. He even deliberately closed the kitchen door, afraid that the smoke would run out. In truth, he didn't want her to see him wearing an apron.

After a while, a burst of fragrance drifted into the kitchen. ShuShu couldn't hold it in any longer, she stuck her head into the kitchen and asked, "It smells so good, hubby, what's for dinner?"

Ling Qiao was embarrassed for a moment, but quickly regained his composure and pushed her out, "Just wait, there's still another ten minutes. Get out."

ShuShu smiled mischievously. "Heh heh, your husband is so cute. Cawai …"

Ling Qiao's face darkened as he forced her head out of the door, "You're too long-winded, get out!"

She was being tactful. If she went out, she would go out. After all, she was just waiting for food.

It had only been ten minutes. When Ling Qiao brought out the pickled fish, he had already taken off his apron. "Come here, let's eat."

Shu Shu jumped to the side of the table. Looking at the piping hot fish meat, tears welled up in her eyes. "Pickled fish? Pickled fish? Husband, how do you know I like eating this?"

"People who like to eat pickled noodles in the old pot should like pickled fish."

Shu Shu impatiently picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of fish, "Wow, it's fresh and tender, even better than what my mom cooked."

"Hou Hou, then go and try out Mom's cooking another day, I'll fix her." He had always been this arrogant.

Shu Shu paused for a moment. Aiyo, I said the wrong thing.

"What's wrong? Are you done stabbing? "

"No, no, husband, you should sit down and eat too. It's better to eat pickled fish while it's still hot."

"Yes."

With this pause, Ling Qiao's ability to cook a good meal was fully displayed, causing Shu Shu to be filled with admiration.

After a hearty meal, she volunteered to wash the dishes.

As he was washing up, a restless hand came from his waist, "Go away, I'm washing the dishes."

"Wash yours …" Ling Qiao hugged her from behind. When she was washing the dishes, he ate her tofu and kissed her on the cheek. Hey, don't say it. His wife's figure is really good. It's mainly because he chose a sweater that looked good, yeah.

"Go, stop messing around. I'll be done bathing soon."

"Let the cleaning lady wash up tomorrow, let's go back to our room." He felt an itch in his heart and wanted to eat her right away.

"Hey, hey, hey! I've just eaten my fill, are you hungry again?"

"Yes, I'm hungry. Can't I exercise at dinner?"

"Fuck you, stop disturbing me, let me wash properly."

Ling Qiao reached out and grabbed her chest, "Then let's hurry up." He even whispered in her ear, "Your husband will wait for you."

Cough cough, what a coquettish guy.

After washing the dishes, it was only around 7 PM. Seeing that Shu Shu had come out, Ling Qiao immediately turned off the TV and picked her up, "Sleep."

"I'm dizzy. It's still early to go to bed. I want to watch TV. It's a series. It's going to end tonight."

"What series? Our business is more important." If Ling Qiao was not overbearing, then he would not be called Ling Qiao.

As soon as he got back to his room, he carried her to bed, looking as anxious as if he had never seen a woman before. Ling Qiao's movements were nimble. In just a few moves, he had stripped himself naked. Those six solid abdominal muscles were lean and lean, and those perfect body contours were enough to make one's blood boil.

Shu Shu wanted to retreat. The pain from last night was still fresh in her mind. He lied and said it would only hurt once.

"B-husband …" She didn't want to have children. "Aren't you tired yesterday?"

"No, your husband is very strong." As he spoke, he pounced on her like a hungry wolf who had found a little white sheep.

She really couldn't bear to take off her clothes. When this rabbit fur sweater was worn on her body, it had an unshakeable softness. But no matter how beautiful the clothes were, they were not as beautiful as her body. Ling Qiao pulled up the hem of the sweater, pulled it up, and took it off smoothly.

Last night, he had found his wife's figure to be very good, her well-proportioned body, her well-developed areas, and her slender areas. He was very satisfied with this.

"Wife …" "I love you," he whispered in her ear.

Originally, ShuShu was somewhat reluctant, but after hearing this sentence, her entire body softened. So what if it hurt, it was worth it. She wrapped herself around his neck and fiercely sucked his lips, saying, "Hubby, I love you too."

She did not know what love was and had never experienced it. However, with such a happy mood, it should be love. Love after marriage, that should be them.

How could this be? Ling Qiao could no longer hold back as he continued to kiss her. She held onto his wrist with both hands, "Softer, softer, what are you trying to do?"

"Hehe, my wife, I will come right away." He was always proud of her. She said she didn't want to, but her body couldn't fool people.

That night, he was even more violent than last night. It was as if he had endless energy. He was truly afraid that he would exhaust himself to his limits. However, dying in the arms of his own wife was not shameful at all.

It was probably under such circumstances that men and women were the easiest to lose themselves in.

The reason so many men and women were drinking and having fun was because they were looking for this kind of pleasure.

By five o'clock in the morning, she was completely paralyzed. Not to mention her injured leg, she couldn't even lift her intact foot. She only had the strength to breathe.

He, too, was so tired that his eyes seemed to have stars in them. He had never had to be this strong. To him, the affairs between a man and a woman were a normal physical need. It would be fine after venting his anger, but his wife was like a mysterious adventure that made him constantly search for her.

"Are you still at work?" Shu Shu asked, her voice sounding somewhat flirtatious as she panted.

Ling Qiao pulled on his quilt. This late autumn morning seemed rather cold, and the quilt was rather hot. He did not want to leave. Moreover, he did not have the strength to leave. "No way."

"But you said you only rest for a day, and now you're slacking off again?"

His large hands were wrapped around her waist. How could he bear to part with such a passionate love? This little thing didn't understand. "If I'm lazy, then I'm lazy. No one can stop me."

"How can the boss always be in the wrong class?"

"Shh, my wife, I'm so tired. Let me take a nap and sleep together with you."

Well, she was tired, anyway.

The weather forecast said cold air was coming tonight, rain was coming tomorrow, and it would cool down after the rain. The two of them had slept on the bed for a long time. Her left leg did not hurt anymore. It was just a kick, so she was not that pampered.