She turned bad

Chapter 145 Night

Chen Xiong said blushingly:
"I remember that the happiest thing at that time was waiting for the team leader to go out to buy snacks from the small shop outside. Every time, I was very happy to fight with children's snacks."

Tang Zhiyuan didn't say anything, but Tang Zhiyuan did the same thing at that time. He asked a representative of the team to take a small book and register who wanted what, and then went to the small shop outside the door to buy them, and distributed them in an orderly manner when they came back. Everyone ate different food. Taste snacks, as if back to the primary school days, try this one, grab that one...

The two talked about the army with tears in their eyes. At this time, Chen Xiong wiped away the tears and put his hand on Tang Zhiyuan's shoulder: "Old Tang, you are working too hard, you should relax, there are endless fish in the river~ "

"After a while, our husband and wife will go out and have a rest." Tang Zhiyuan said with emotion.

Huang Wanru stepped back and touched Tang Zhiyuan, telling him to stop worrying and say, pay attention to privacy!

Tang Zhiyuan picked up the teapot again, and personally helped Chen Xiong pour the tea: "Drink to your heart's content!"

Aunt Chen jokingly said: "That's right, the two children are so strictly controlled by you, who in Qingshan City doesn't learn the house rules like yours!"

Huang Wanru was worried that Tang Zhiyuan would talk too much, so she changed the topic violently to talk about the weather.

Chen Xiong burst into tears, and burst into laughter again. This time the Chen family and the Tang family had dinner together, it was considered to have bridged the serious estrangement in the past.

No one would have thought of the seemingly serious problem, as long as one side bows its head, the matter will pass like this.

After everyone dispersed, Huang Wanru was very angry and was angry all day long. Tang Zhiyuan seemed to know something, but he just didn't take the initiative to pay attention to Huang Wanru.

Old husband and wife, let's see who can beat the other.

When Huang Wanru was sleeping at night, he turned his body to his side. Tang Zhiyuan asked Huang Wanru twice where he kept his pajama pants.

Huang Wanru is usually responsible for tidying up and preparing Tang Zhiyuan's underwear. He prepares a neat set of pajamas every day, and asks Tang Zhiyuan to change into soft and breathable cotton pajamas and pajamas before going to bed.

This night Tang Zhiyuan couldn't find pajama pants before going to bed, and Huang Wanru seemed to be asleep, so Tang Zhiyuan went over and touched her shoulder: "Wanru, where are my pajama pants?"

Huang Wanru waited for his two eyes, and at a glance, he understood that he was angry, on purpose!

"What are you angry about?" Tang Zhiyuan simply threw down the pajamas he found and refused to change. He sat by the bed and discussed with her, otherwise it would be hard to make it through.

"I'm mad at you, you're so immoral!"

Tang Zhiyuan was not convinced either, and pulled Huang Wanru up to reason: "Get up and say, why am I so immoral?"

"Sorry."

Tang Zhiyuan put his arms around his wife and got up: "Husband and wife don't leave an overnight feud."

"Just say it!" Huang Wanru got up and pulled the quilt to cover her waist: "Tang Zhiyuan, the richest man in Qingshan City, his daughter was raped, and his son was beaten. They are still the same person. His parents just said that you are tolerant. I didn't even say where I was wrong...you just forgive that family for being so unscrupulous!"

Tang Zhiyuan leisurely found his pajama pants rolled up in his wife's bed, he pulled them out forcefully: "You put them in, now they're all gone, you say I'm immoral at night!"

Huang Wanru was rendered speechless by Tang Zhiyuan's words at the moment, as if she was indeed the one who asked her aunt to let people in, so she shouldn't have let Chen Xiong and the others in!
"Okay, okay, let's plan our honeymoon to Yangon."

Here, the couple from the Tang family turned off the lights and chatted about their daily routines, while the couple from the Chen family sat on the sofa, wondering why Tang Yiling wanted Chen Ming's handicrafts all night long.

After hearing about Chen Xiong, Aunt Chen bought news that Tang Yiling had supernatural powers, such as the ability to sense. Although Aunt Chen had thought about it seriously for a long time, it was still unlikely that Aunt Chen would have any supernatural powers. He has never shown his face in public, even if the mobile phone is the most basic model for the elderly, and does not go to socialize, generally speaking, the possibility of Chen Ming revealing his identity is still very small.

Besides, there was no need for Tang Yiling to investigate a man's identity. Tang Yiling's goal was Yan Chengmo, the chef.

Aunt Chen shook her head: "Don't think about it, don't think about it anymore, I'm going to sleep, if I don't sleep, my skin will really become the skin of an aunt."

Chen Xiong took Aunt Chen's arm: "Help me analyze it for a while..."

Aunt Chen tugged at the large nightgown that was draped over her shoulders: "No, no, look at Huang Wanru's skin, it's as watery as a big star, I'm so annoyed by your manual work every day."

Saying that, Aunt Chen entered the master bedroom, leaving Chen Xiong alone in the living room, staring at the pipe in his hand in a daze. Chen Xiong always felt very strange and dangerous. Maybe his reputation will be ruined, and he will have to live in prison for the rest of his life.

These are the serious consequences that Aunt Chen, a woman, cannot think about and get serious consequences. Unless Chen Xiong analyzes it, Aunt Chen is a typical brainless woman.

On winter nights, some gossip about family affairs, and some think about life’s major events. In the silent night, it’s not so peaceful.

Ever since Yan Chengmo was rejected by Tang Yiling, it was difficult for him to dream of Tang Yiling in his dreams, and he hadn't dreamed of Tang Yiling for several consecutive nights.

This night was another dark and empty beginning for the 28-year-old late-maturing man.

The music of the square dance suddenly popped up in his mind: "I miss you not because I'm lonely, but I'm lonely because I miss you..."

He opened his arms, lay on the quilt, stared at the ceiling in the dark, and couldn't fall asleep. In order not to suffocate, he turned on the bedside lamp, sighed and closed his eyes...
"Yan Chengmo..."

"Yan Chengmo..."

Yan Chengmo was half asleep, rubbed his eyes in a daze, and seemed to hear Tang Yiling's voice.

"Yan Chengmo!" Tang Yiling's loud shout woke him up.

Ah, it's dawn?
Yan Chengmo may have not had a good rest in the past few nights, he could fall asleep with the lamp on last night, before he could stand still, Tang Yiling had already entered his master bedroom.

He watched Tang Yiling walk over, he seemed to be in a bad mood looking at Tang Yiling, so even if Tang Yiling sat beside his bed, he didn't blame anything.

"What's wrong?" Yan Chengmo sighed as he had never seen Tang Yiling with such a depressed expression.

"My family punished me again..." As she spoke, Tang Yiling stretched out her feet that were red from physical punishment, "No, they're all red."

Yan Chengmo hurriedly acted like a dream, how could Tang Yiling wear a white gauze skirt, showing him two slippery white legs, and even raised his red feet to his thighs.

"Blowing..." Tang Yiling said with her mouth pouted, Yan Chengmo always had a magical power over her lips, as long as he looked at her lips, he couldn't resist what she said.

Even asking him to squat down and blow her feet!

"Where does it hurt?" Yan Chengmo looked at his feet, which were white and red, and there was no injury at all.

He looked at the long white and tender legs in surprise, it was clear that they were not injured.

(End of this chapter)