Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

"Qiao, have you soaked your feet?"

"Well, I took a dip in the bathroom before coming here."

Chang Yuqiao stood up to pour water, and Song Tingran was also about to put on his shoes.

"My wife, what are you doing?"

"I'll go with you and get a basin of hot water."

Chang Yuqiao was stunned for a moment, repeated it in a low voice, and then coaxed Song Tingran to lie down on the bed while he went to the bathroom alone.

When he came back, he was carrying a new bottle of hot water for one person, the replacement ones, and new soft towels.

Song Tingran smiled and asked him to sit on the edge of the bed, and then she got out of bed.

"Wife master?"

"Don't move, I'll help you soak your feet and relax."

"No, I can do it myself." Chang Yuqiao retracted his feet. "

"Why are you so shy? It's not like I haven't washed you before. Come on, show me your feet."

Song Tingran was already sitting on the small bench, ready to go.

"My wife, you just finished soaking your feet. If you go down again, wouldn't it be in vain? I just wash them myself, and I really washed them in the bathroom."

Song Tingran didn't care what he said, grabbed one of his ankles and put it into the water. She had tried the water temperature just now and it was not scalding.

One foot was already in, and Chang Yuqiao reluctantly put the other foot in.

Song Tingran poured water on his feet and said, "You must have not soaked your feet in the bathroom. When you get older, your hands and feet will become cold, and you are wearing so little. If you don't soak your feet properly, I will get old." I have to take care of you...

Chang Yuqiao felt warm in his heart, "My wife, you still remember these little things."

"It's such a trivial matter. It's good that you are warm. I still want to hold you to keep you warm."

"it is good."

Chang Yuqiao ducked his feet and bent down to hold down her arms, "My wife, I'll just soak like this for a while. Just come up and lie down with me."

He insisted, his cold face full of expectation. Song Tingran wiped her hands and got on the bed and lay down on his lap.

"Qiao, you've been wearing too little these days. Have you ever heard of spring cover and autumn freeze?"

"No, but now that I've heard about it, I...will wear more clothes tomorrow."

"good."

Song Tingran gradually fell asleep, and the smell of Chang Yuqiao made him feel at ease.

When she woke up again, Song Tingran was held asleep by Chang Yuqiao from behind. She moved, and the people behind her also moved.

What a good one.

"My wife, you're awake."

"Well, last night..." She yawned and continued, "I slept well last night. I don't even know when I fell asleep."

Chang Yuqiao was close to her back, and suddenly his head reached down and kissed her waist, causing her to tremble unpreparedly.

"My wife, I fell asleep in a daze. I slept well."

Song Tingran turned around and kicked him. It was impossible for him not to know that he had taken off all the clothes on his body and was standing here pretending to have amnesia.

This time, I don’t know where the kick was, on the knee or on the thigh. Chang Yuqiao said it hurt and he couldn’t move.

Song Tingran heard that his voice didn't sound like he was pretending, so he quickly moved over, with the quilt still draped over her body.

"Let me see where it hurts."

"Here." Chang Yuqiao pointed to the side of his knees.

Just as Song Tingran was about to take a closer look, Chang Yuqiao smiled and captured her in his arms.

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it's cured."

Song Tingran aimed at his collarbone and took a bite, "Did it happen again this time?"

Chang Yuqiao felt some enjoyment in the pain, closed his eyes, and then slightly opened his eyes, "My wife, you are bullying me."

"I just like bullying you."

Changyuqiao's body is white and tender, and it turns red when you bite it. If you touch it, it will take ten and a half months to get rid of it.

Therefore, when he takes a shower on weekdays, other brothers will come out and wash alone, otherwise it will be really embarrassing for him to have marks on his body.

Through the crack in the door, a strong fragrance came, and the two people playing and playing got up. Changyuqiao carried clothes for Song Tingran.

"Qiao, please go back to your room and change your clothes. Why were your clothes on the floor yesterday? They were all dirty."

"I'm not careful, Wife. I'm going back to the house. I'll go to the bathroom later. Can we wash up together?"

"Well, wear more clothes."

"it is good."

Chang Yuqiao walked out of the main house wearing yesterday's clothes. Not forgetting to close the door, Sang Cheng came out of the dark kitchen carrying shrimp and vegetable porridge.

"Good morning, third brother, the hot water has been prepared for you and my wife. You can take a shower when you get there."

"Okay, thanks, I'll go back to the house and change clothes."

Sang Cheng thought that Chang Yuqiao looked good in this outfit, and he only wore it yesterday, so why did he change it again?

He immediately figured out that Lin Qinghe's two husbands would also come together today, and they must want to dress up better and support the scene.

Thinking of this, Sang Cheng also brought breakfast as quickly as possible, and then returned to the house to tidy up again. He had many clothes, and it took a lot of time to choose.

Finally, everyone was waiting, and Sang Cheng came to the dining room.

"I'm late." Sang Cheng quickly sat down.

Other families would never wait for a young man to eat. The Song family was already used to eating together.

"Eat quickly. We'll wait at the head of the village soon so that Sister Lin can see us when she comes."

Song Tingran was looking forward to today. He picked up his chopsticks and started eating. The husband and his children also started eating.

Breakfast is simple but nutritious. A bowl of porridge contains almost everything, and it is paired with oily salted duck eggs, which is very delicious.

Song Lingjia ate the crispy meat pie very quickly, and ate the porridge with a spoon in big mouthfuls. She didn't eat side dishes, which was a little different from her usual self.

"Mom, I've decided that I'm going to the doctor's office soon instead of going to the resort." Song Lingjia walked to Song Tingran and said.

Everyone looked at Song Lingjia. Song Tingran touched her forehead. It was not hot or sick.

"Jiajia, are you sure you don't want to go to the resort with us? Guiyuan and Nianke will come too."

Song Tingran confirmed again.

"Well, I'm sorry, but I really can't leave the doctor's office recently. The master gives me new things every day. I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up if I don't go there. Besides, the medicine from yesterday is still not ready."

There was a pile of vegetable cakes in front of Qiao Jinshu, and he pushed it away.

"My dear Jiajia, what aroused you, come and tell me."

Song Lingjia had no choice but to walk to his unknown father.

"Dad, I'm fine. I've thought about it. When I come back from the hospital, I can play with Nianke and the others. I'll still go to the hospital during the day, and I can't leave right away. I'll definitely have to live there. After a period of time, I will find an opportunity to ask the master and see which day is better to rest."

Shi Yan looked appreciative and supported Song Lingjia's decision. If he encounters something he likes, he will do it without hesitation.