Wife Please Be Obedient

Chapter 309: Summer of Dingyou Year

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Midsummer, scorching July.

Tonglin Road.

Shengjing District.

A small truck was parked downstairs in Area A, and Qin Guanglin stood aside, sweating profusely, panting.

"Slow down, slow down... this lightly."

"I'll get that, I'll do it."

Living in Nanfei Road for two years, things started from nothing, from less to more. It wasn't until the time of moving that he and He Wu realized that they had bought too many things in the past two years.

I don't know when, the two have regarded that place as a complete home, not a temporary residence.

Seeing the two movers remove the oven and small desk, he went to pick up the flower pots and storage boxes on the ground, and followed into the elevator.

Although it is only on the third floor, for moving, even on the second floor, you can take the elevator. It is too tiring to climb up.

He might as well be sorting out the sundries they piled up in the living room, everything has been tidied up at Nanfei Road, what should be thrown away, what should be kept, now put it in the place where it should be placed and tidy it up and it's over.

The couple's bowls and chopsticks that the two have used for two years are still in good condition. There are still a few when I bought them, and I still have a few. I have never broken the bowls and dishes. Qin Guanglin originally wanted to move into a new house and replace them with new ones, why not? I think this is a testimony of their love, so I have to keep it well and use it all the time.

"It's been hard work."

The things were finally moved, and there was a lot of things piled up in the middle of the living room, so why not put them into places like ants moving house, Qin Guanglin thanked them and sent the two out of the house, taking out his mobile phone to pay.

"Zhifubao or WeChat?"

"Anything is fine."

"Then wechat, I'll scan you."

Qin Guanglin paid the money, checked the balance, put away the phone and turned back to the house.

Now the official account’s rewards and traffic main income are all settled in Weixin change, which can basically reach a balance with the monthly daily expenses, and sometimes there is a little left.

Gone are the days of cash, and he has tossed his wallet aside, leaving only some change in the car.

"Take a break first before getting back together? Turn on the air conditioner, it's too hot in this damn weather."

"Rest after the whole day, so that you can rest comfortably." He might as well hold his flower pot and look around, put it next to the TV in the living room, take two steps back to look at it, and then go to adjust to the other side.

In July, Lycoris reverted to its leek appearance, and the dense green leaves stretched out, adding a touch of green to the living room.

"You move that box of books to the study, and when you go to my house next time, bring back all the rest of my house, and the study won't look so empty."

"oh."

After finishing everything, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. Qin Guanglin was sweaty and didn't want to lie on the bed directly. He had to be careful when he just moved in. Why don't he wipe his sweat and want to go into the bedroom to lie down and blow on the air conditioner? He feels sorry for the brand new big bed , Pull it back for her.

"What are you doing?"

"Lie down after taking a shower, the bed will be covered with sweat."

"I don't sweat as much as you... oops!"

Sometimes it's not good for a boyfriend to be too strong, he has no ability to resist at all, and he has to go wherever he tells you to go.

Fortunately, the bathroom was big enough, bigger than the one in Nanfeilu, and the two of them didn't feel crowded together. After washing for an hour, Qin Guanglin took a shower again, and lay down on the bed contentedly.

With a house, a car, and a woman, this life is comfortable.

"In broad daylight...you can cook later." He Wu muttered dissatisfied.

"Go out to eat and celebrate our housewarming."

Qin Guanglin didn't bother to do it either. He started cooking on the first day after moving in, so he was a little tired.

He sent a message to Qin's mother with his mobile phone, and said, "What do you want to eat? Pick up my mother later, and go outside to have a good meal together."

"Eat... hot pot, I haven't eaten hot pot for a long time."

"Eat hot pot in summer?"

"It's not that there is no air conditioner in the store, or it's most comfortable to eat hot pot with the air conditioner in summer."

"OK."

Qin Guanglin looked at the painting of He Wu standing by the sea on the wall of the bedroom, and He Wu lying beside him half-closed his eyes, and felt emotional.

They are considered to be married now—this is what I said a few days ago, but the wedding will be held next year, which is a formality.

Because she fortune-telling has advanced everything, in order to avoid any backlash, the process that should be followed must not be messed up.

Qin Guanglin understood in his heart that she originally met him at the first meeting, and she was the one who took the initiative in the first few days, so the relationship between the two developed so quickly.

Why not lie lazily, slowly rubbing his little feet on his lap, "What are you laughing at?"

"I remembered the idiot you were when you sneaked into my bed the year before last."

"..."

"Can I interview you, what did you think at the time? I wouldn't object even if I came here in a fair way, and I've always wanted to go there..."

The more Qin Guanglin thinks about the time at Zhongnan Mountain, the more he finds it funny, "Why did you reject me first, and then sneak in here? How complicated psychological changes and intense ideological collisions you have experienced during this process, can you tell me about it?"

"Hmph, shut up."

Why not close your eyes angrily, not wanting to talk to him.

"Tell me, is it because my handsomeness makes it difficult for you to control yourself, and then...then itching... ah!"

Qin Guanglin didn't dare to force him, "Let go, let go!"

"Let's talk again?"

"Stop talking, stop talking."

"I'll crush it for you!" Why didn't piapia hit it twice, feeling that it was almost time to rest, and seeing that it was half past five, she stood up and said, "Let's go, get ready to eat."

They drove to Qin's house together to pick up Qin's mother. Qin's mother had just had her head permed, and her curly hair looked a lot younger. She was wearing a flowered dress and she was so stinky, so why not sit in the back seat with He He and whispered, showing off the nail polish she put on.

Since the matter of the two of them was settled, she seemed to be liberated, and her whole body became relaxed—it was impossible not to relax, now there was only one thing left to do to hold her grandson, and she had no other regrets, and she didn't have to worry about Qin Guanglin's marriage. People are so thoughtful, she should do whatever she wants, and just wait to hold her grandson.

"You don't want to have a twilight love, do you?"

Qin Guanglin saw from the rearview mirror that she was dressed so foreignly, and wondered: "Did you fall in love with some old man when you danced in the square?"

"Go away, drive your car well."

Qin's mother was not happy about it, "Women are born to be beautiful, so what's the matter with men? I dress up for the old man? Can't it be for myself?"

"Okay, okay, I didn't say no, didn't I just ask casually... Actually, you should put on some lipstick or something, and you will be ten years younger in one go."

Qin Guanglin shrugged, it's a woman's nature to be stinky... Fortunately, Teacher He doesn't have this nature.

Wait... something doesn't seem right.

Teacher He doesn't need to be smug, it's right now.

In the midsummer evening, a white Audi was driving on Los Angeles Avenue. Two women were chatting in the back seat. The refreshing cool breeze came in through the car window. Qin Guanglin glanced at the rearview mirror from time to time, with a slight smile on his lips.

This kind of leisure life will not get tired after a long time.

Push a book.

"Lan Ruo Cicada Sound"

It's not crossing, it's better than crossing. The ancients were born with black technology, and every wooden wedge is a play. Don't read this book on the toilet, it will be difficult to sit and cause constipation.

Let's code a chapter if you ask for leave... Wait for me to sort out the plot, and resume the double update tomorrow

(end of this chapter)