Rebirth, the character of Baifumei cannot fall

"Xiao Zhou, what are you doing?"

Xiao Zhou, who was lying on the ground with headphones on, vaguely heard someone talking. When he looked up and saw the future young lady, he was stunned.

Oh my God, which fairy did the young master invite down to earth?

Then his eyes fell on Chunsheng beside Lin Wanyue's legs.

? ? ? This even has offspring? Uncle Li said so!

The young lady doesn't look very old, is the young master so beastly?

"Young master, the old man said that he would clean the house and welcome the young lady."

At this time, the old man who saw Lin Wanyue in the house was walking fast with a cane, and Lao Li almost couldn't keep up.

"Oh, Wanyue girl, come in quickly, come in quickly, are you cold? The food at home is ready, hurry in and eat!"

As soon as the old man walked to Lin Wanyue's side, he pushed Song Jiajun away with his butt, and pulled Lin Wanyue to ask about her well-being.

"It's not cold, Grandpa, please walk slowly, the ground outside is slippery." Lin Wanyue turned to look at Chunsheng, "Chunsheng, call Grandpa."

"Hello, Grandpa."

"Oh, oh, oh, good boy."

Song Jiajun looked at the people over there chatting enthusiastically, and he felt like an outsider.

Not only did his grandpa not even look at him, but he also took his seat.

Old Li saw that Song Jiajun looked unhappy and hurriedly said, "Grandpa, let's go in first, we can't stand here and talk!"

The old man took back his hand that was touching Chunsheng's little head and patted his crutches, "Look at me, I'm busy talking, let's go in quickly, our little Chunsheng's face is all red."

From beginning to end, the old man didn't even look at Song Jiajun, and walked in holding Chunsheng's little hand.

Lin Wanyue smiled and glanced at Song Jiajun, and followed behind.

After entering the house, the old man warmly invited Lin Wanyue to sit down, and took Chunsheng to look around, and liked him very much.

This child is so good-looking, his eyes, nose and mouth look like his sister, and he is blessed at first glance.

When Wanyue marries her own evil creature and has children, it will probably be the same.

Song Jiajun shook his head helplessly and sat next to Lin Wanyue.

After sitting and chatting with the old man for a few words, Lao Li came out of the kitchen to tell him that it was time to eat.

From the food on the table, it can be seen that the old man has put in a lot of effort. Not only the dishes, but also the placement of the dishes are arranged by the old man.

"I don't know if the food cooked by the chef at home will suit your taste. If not, let Ajun cook it for you."

"It's suitable, it's suitable, this is already very good."

Although the taste is not as good as Song Jiajun's, it tastes pretty good.

The old man was happy to see Chunsheng eating, and his two cheeks were bulging like a little hamster.

After all, it was Wanyue's child, so eating was worry-free.

After dinner, the old man took Chunsheng out for a walk. He was afraid that Chunsheng would catch a cold, so he wrapped Chunsheng tightly.

The grandfather and grandson were wandering in the yard, and Chunsheng didn't know what he said to make the old man smile.

"Look, grandpa likes Chunsheng so much. When we have a child in the future, let grandpa take care of it."

Lin Wanyue was really impressed. Before, she let Xiaorizi take care of the child, and now she let the old man take care of it. Anyway, she didn't take care of it herself.

"There's no sign of the child yet, why are you talking about this."

Lin Wanyue leaned on Song Jiajun's shoulder, and the man's hand massaged her waist from behind. Lin Wanyue felt drowsy with comfort.

Song Jiajun began to be dishonest while massaging his hands. He glanced around to see that there was no one around, and put his hand under the hem of the girl's clothes.

"Baby, let's go upstairs and rest."

Song Jiajun said the word "rest" in a lingering way, and the meaning was self-evident.

Lin Wanyue looked back at the man, and suddenly smiled, looking down with deep meaning in her eyes, "Okay~"

The surprise came too quickly, Song Jiajun didn't have time to think about it, he picked up Lin Wanyue horizontally, and rushed upstairs in two steps.

After closing the door, Song Jiajun put Lin Wanyue on the bed, kissing and taking off clothes.

In less than half a moment, only the bitter tea seeds were left.

The man's body was hot, and his breath was so hot that Lin Wanyue had goose bumps all over her body.

When Song Jiajun reached out and took out the tools from his pants on the ground, Lin Wanyue's face was full of questions, "Why do you still carry them with you?"

"Just in case of emergency."

Lin Wanyue: I really believed your lies.

Are you sick? You carry this kind of thing in your pocket with you, afraid that others don't know that you have started eating meat, right!

Lin Wanyue reached out to stop the man from tearing open the package, and whispered in his ear with a seductive look: "You will be disappointed. I am not available today."

Song Jiajun was petrified for a moment, and felt helpless when he saw the little girl giggling.

He sighed deeply.He got up and put on his clothes.

"Does your stomach hurt? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Lin Wanyue has not had dysmenorrhea since her body was transformed, and she doesn't even have backache or menstrual swelling.

But every time Song Jiajun was still very careful, for fear that he would not take good care of the little girl and cause her to have some problems when she had her period.

Lin Wanyue lay on the bed and looked at him, "No, I don't feel uncomfortable anywhere."

Knowing that she didn't feel uncomfortable, Song Jiajun was relieved. He remembered that Lin Wanyue had her period these days, and it would not be more than two days before or after.

Song Jiajun secretly cursed himself for being so lustful. He had been a little bit carried away these days after having sex. How could he forget such an important thing?

Seeing the man's ugly face, Lin Wanyue poked the man's thigh, "Are you angry?"

"It's my fault, why should I be angry with you? I've been too much these days, even forgetting your period."

Song Jiajun paused for a moment and said meaningfully: "Besides... everything will be paid back later."

Lin Wanyue's finger that was poking the man froze instantly, and she secretly retracted her finger, pretending not to hear.

Song Jiajun didn't care. He cleaned himself up and stuffed Lin Wanyue into the quilt, "I'll go make some brown sugar water for you."

Anyway, there's still a long time to come, and the debt owed by the little girl now will be paid back.

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The next day was the Spring Festival in China, and the people in the old house were busy in the morning.

This year is different from previous years. This year, the young master brought the young mistress back, and the servants worked very hard.

I wish I could use all kinds of skills and strive to do everything.

Lin Wanyue slept until ten o'clock, and when she saw the time, she jumped up from the bed instantly.

Just at this time, Song Jiajun opened the door and came in. Seeing the little girl's movements, he frowned and quickly stepped forward to support her.

"Slow down, you are in a special period now, don't stretch yourself."

"Why didn't you wake me up! What time is it? Grandpa must think I'm a lazy bug?"

Lin Wanyue hurriedly put on her shoes and trotted into the bathroom.