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"Humph, you don't know her! Within a month, I guarantee that you will be won over by her charm the moment you see Nan Ming!"

It was a joke, but now she didn't really realize the importance of the matter.

So when no one was paying attention, she quickly took off her clothes and jumped into Nanming's bed. That night, things started to progress.

Return home.

The drawings for the left and right carriage structures are 76 percent complete.

Li Aiguo decided to solve the remaining problems tonight and make sure he would have the results when he visited the teacher tomorrow morning.

At this moment, Song Mingxue was busy like a hardworking chick. She first cleaned the floor and wiped the table. Then she started her sewing machine and repaired the tattered cheongsam.

Li Aiguo is also an old hand, tearing clothes is common for him. But in the past, he mostly tore underwear, but now he is equally skilled at tearing cheongsams.

The cracks and chips that appear simply indicate that cutting has been done along the stitches.

Song Mingxue is a clever woman.

Fortunately, she had a master tool for dressmaking, such as a sewing machine, and she had completed the repair of a patched cheongsam in less than a few minutes.

She seemed to be still unsatisfied, so she opened the door of the next room and asked loudly to her strong brother: "Brother Daming, do you have any rags at home? Bring them out and I will help you mend them."

“…There should be a few.”

Li Aiguo put down his pencil, stood up and walked to the closet, where he sorted out some old clothes that had been discarded.

When he turned around, he saw Song Mingxue following closely behind him.

"Why are all your clothes in pieces?" Song Mingxue asked with a frown.

Originally, he was planning to give him a lecture, but when he recalled that Li Aiguo usually didn't pay much attention to his appearance and was proud of it, he immediately felt relieved.

Old patched overalls, fishnet vests with holes, work pants with knees worn smooth as mirrors.

"Why."

The little hand was holding a strange object that looked like socks or sleeves. Chen Xueru could no longer bear it: "You can't wear this one anymore. I'll knit you a new pair later."

"Listen to your wife."

Li Aiguo chuckled and patted her on the perky butt. Then he sat back in his chair, started fiddling with a pencil and began to work.

"You are really becoming less and less rigid."

Seeing this, Chen Xueru snorted softly and returned her gaze to her own preparations.

Chen Xueru couldn't help feeling shy when she saw the old panties in her hand. She almost wanted to throw them away, but after hesitating, she picked them up.

They cannot be mended by hand, but the front can be filled with leftover fabric and they can still be used.

As she is already a husband, she is already familiar with what happens in bed, so why should she be shy?

If I return home again, my sister-in-law will definitely laugh at me.

Chen Xueru took a deep breath, and with a generous and open-minded attitude, she sat down in front of the sewing machine holding the pants and started to work on it.

The setting sun.

Li Aiguo finally finished drawing the entire set of blueprints, stood up and started stretching, yawned and walked towards the main room, while Chen Xueru sat in front of the sewing machine, her legs stepping on the pedals regularly.

The setting sun shone through the glass onto her undulating body, casting a solemn and holy glow on her figure.

However, the tattered silk underwear hanging on the sewing machine really doesn't match.

Li Aiguo slowly approached, hugged her slender waist from behind, brushed her pink face gently, and said softly: "Dear, you are really amazing."

Chen Xueru, whose waist and legs were already sore from exhaustion, casually fell into his arms and laughed: "I am already your woman, it is normal for me to do this, as long as you can cherish me in the future and let me remember me in your heart."

"Okay, let me remember you."

Li Aiguo closed the door casually, pulled her up without thinking and moved towards the bedroom.

"This is not a good idea to do it in public,"

Although she had already positioned herself as a good wife and mother, Chen Xueru still seemed a little uncomfortable with Li Aiguo's behavior.

She tried to push Li Aiguo's hand away hesitantly, but a subtle feeling suddenly surged in her body, and she became weak and powerless. She had no choice but to hug his neck tightly, panting to respond.

After a certain moment, how much time has passed? About an hour.

Chen Xueru's cheeks flushed, and she leaned on the burly man's shoulder, saying with a smile: "You really don't know how high the heaven is and how deep the earth is. You let me suffer so much."

"The move you just used is called 'Saint from Heaven' and it's pretty powerful."

"The Immortal Arrives"

Cheng Xiaolin frowned slightly, and after thinking for a while, she understood the meaning of this sentence.

Feeling ashamed and angry, he raised his fist and hit the sturdy man's strong chest repeatedly.

She recalled that when her aunt taught her, this move didn't seem to be called this, but was called "** something?"

Li Guomin gently grasped her delicate fingers.

He laughed and said, "My baby, do you want to try a piece of cold ice cream?"

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The male characters are like the money encountered on the road. Some are the travel expenses, while others are valuables.

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This was exactly what Cheng Xiaolin experienced during her three-day honeymoon.

This rugged man is indeed a man who drives large trains and is full of energy.

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The morning arrives,

The sun rises as usual.

Cheng Xiaolin felt extremely tired and sore all over.

She wanted to lie in bed for a while like a rough man, but after thinking about the aunt's instructions, she still forced herself to climb out of bed despite her fatigue.

She doesn't want to be a lazy woman!

Cheng Xiaolin dressed carefully, picked up the cotton pad that had fallen on the ground, placed it in a ceramic basin and moved it to the bathroom for soaking.

When she was washing the sanitary pads before, she felt very embarrassed after seeing the abnormal expressions of Qin Huairu and Liu Lan. After that, she never dared to put things next to the big water pipe in the atrium to dry and wash again.

Then she went into the kitchen and started to do housework.

After adding hot water to the large iron pot and lighting the stove with a match, he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to put the filter rack in place, so he hurriedly opened the lid of the pot, put them in the steamer, and took out three large steamed buns from the cupboard and put them in.

The rugged man has a huge appetite and can even swallow two big steamed buns at a time!

After finishing the busy work, I returned to the bedroom and sat in front of the mirror, applying the fragrant makeup products to prepare.

Only at this time did Li Guoming slowly wake up and stretch himself to relax.

Hearing the noise, Cheng Xiaolin rushed over and pulled his arm: "Are you awake? Wash your face and brush your teeth now, and have breakfast!"

As soon as he left the bed, Li Guoming immediately hugged Cheng Xiaolin and kissed her gently.

Then a pair of rough hands started to get busy. "Oh, this morning is really bad." Cheng Xiaolin pushed the rough man away shyly and impatiently.

"Only kissing, nothing else." Li Guoming looked upright.

Accompanied by the reaction of quietly pulling away and rolling eyes: "Even just a kiss is not possible, we have more important things to do." The interaction between the male and female characters is full of humor and wise contrasts of the trivialities of life.

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Li Guoming just remembered that he needed to visit his teacher's home this morning.

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He just suppressed his emotions, got dressed, and went to the living room.

After he finished washing up, he sat down at the dining table. Lin Xiao had already placed the hot dishes on the table.

Fengxian yellow steamed buns, a dish of braised winter melon slices, and a portion of stir-fried kale, and the staple food is corn porridge.

Zhang Li picked up a piece of winter melon slice with chopsticks. His eyes lit up instantly, showing his immense love and satisfaction.

"Sister Xiao, the dishes you cook are getting better and better."

Lin Xiao received praise from his admirers, and felt as sweet as if he had eaten candy.

After taking a bite of the hot corn porridge cooked with sweet and fragrant corn, he suddenly asked, "The teacher's position is very high?"

"Teacher Zhang Jianguo is now the deputy director of the research institute, and his status should be one level higher than that of the director of our factory."

Compared to the education sector, the administrative system is different and it is indeed difficult to compare the detailed differences in this tension.

"Then let's choose a suitable gift. If I go back to the clothing store to make her a Zhongshan suit, it might be too late."

Hearing this, Lin Xiao felt nervous.

"Don't worry, I've prepared the gifts." Zhang Li comforted Lin Xiao with a few words, then lowered his head and concentrated on eating.

At the dinner table, Zhang Li was very absorbed in his meal - he gnawed on two or three fluffy corn buns, then ate a bowl of perfectly cooked corn porridge in a few big mouthfuls. After that, he wiped the corners of his mouth and returned to the inner room.

Put the sorted drawings into a canvas bag.

Before he knew it, Lin Xiao had already packed his luggage.

When leaving, Zhang Li pushed his bicycle out the door.

When they walked into the courtyard, they found Qin Lina and Liang Xia arguing in front of Dongyang's home, surrounded by many spectators.

At this time, everyone was holding their lunch boxes and watching and eating at the same time. The scene was extremely lively, as if they were tasting a unique dish.

Xu Dali and Liu Lian, the lively couple from Xu Da, were also mingling in the crowd.

Zhang Li didn't care much about these things. When he was about to leave, he was stopped by someone.

"Brother Zhang Li! The Jia family has met a strong enemy this time!"

Seeing him stop, Liu Lian moved over and looked at Lin Xiao with envy: he was young, but had a loud voice.

Inadvertently catching a glimpse of the emotional fluctuations in his wife's eyes, Xu Dali seemed to be beaming with joy:

"You haven't been around this yard these days, so you probably don't know. During this period, the Jia family and Dongyang have been very close, especially Qin Lina, who often goes to the other's house to help with housework.

Suddenly, someone named Liang Xia appeared out of nowhere. She seemed to be an acquaintance who had been traveling to Dongyang frequently recently.

A violent argument ensued.

After listening to their stories, Zhang Li couldn't help but chuckle, because the story was full of unexpected plots and character relationships.