Chapter 39 My husband! (Please read it!)
[You quickly shook your head. Director Wu Wanqing's charming appearance became even more charming, with a seductive blush, which only made you feel your heart pounding. 】

"I, I don't think you are a pervert, Wan Qing."

[Your ears are feeling hot at this moment, but Director Wu Wanqing leaves you enough space, which gives you the courage to purse your lips. 】

"Wan Qing, I, I kind of like you like this."

[Wu Wanqing raised her head, was silent for two seconds, and took your lips with her breath without saying a word. She no longer looked like a director at all, and she had no sense at all. 】

[How can you stand this? The bath towel soon slipped off, and there were red marks on the white skin. It was obviously very cruel, even you felt so, but Director Wu Wanqing still didn't look like he couldn't bear it. 】

[Humming for a while, you raised your head, and you didn't know where to find the courage to look directly into Wu Wanqing's eyes. 】

"Wan, Wan Qing."

"Ah."

"You, do you like me doing this to you?"

"Yes." She hugged Cheng Fang's neck, and nipped Cheng Fang's earlobe with her soft mouth. Her voice was so beautiful, "Master, I like it. "

[You are about to explode. This scene is quite exciting for you! You didn't expect Director Wu Wanqing's hobby to be so serious. At this moment, Director Wu's image is completely incompatible with her status and personality at work and in life! 】

[You have finally broken through Hengjue’s last barrier between you. You are even blushing for Director Wu Wanqing! 】

【Your relationship has simply been sublimated! 】

【End of chapter tj.】

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Cheng Fang sat on the edge of the bed and was silent for a long time. He suddenly raised his head and stepped on the chair with a squeak. He took down the wedding photos hanging on the wall and wiped them with a rag, using his fingers. The glass gently touched Wu Wanqing's face, and her eyes were filled with gentleness.

Consider your own feelings in this way, and guide yourself little by little to break away from sensitive emotions and accept the beauty.

Is this Wu Wanqing? Is this Director Wu?

It can be said that if a wife is like this, what more can a husband ask for?

Cheng Fang wandered around their hut, his heart filled with satisfaction, so-called comparing one's feelings with one's own.

Cheng Fang enjoyed this kind of life more and more.

The so-called tying up a woman's heart is to feed her first.

Cheng Fang has been an orphan since he was a child. He is a craftsman and can definitely feed Director Wu's mouth.

Cheng Fang suddenly slapped his thigh, Director Wu, we like hard-working people and people who take care of their families. They can clean their house cleanly. There will be someone who can kiss her and say goodbye to my wife when she is at work. She complained about the changing weather throughout the year, would remind her to wear clothes, and would blame her for not taking care of her body.
Of course, I also play some weird things with her at night, cough
Cheng Fang suddenly discovered that this was his own killer weapon.

He clearly knows Director Wu's hobbies and desires in his heart. He knows that when Director Wu goes home at night, he will look forward to someone who can squeeze her soft little feet, cook with her, and wash with her. The bowl can be used to splash water on her face, and she and I want to wash each other's hair. You rub my head and I will help you blow dry your hair.
The kind of love that Director Wu wants is the heartbeat at the beginning, and then the simplicity of money, rice, oil and salt, accepting everything from each other. It may not be romantic, but it must be warm. "I have already gone to the unit for internship. Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared. Take your time. Hard work is not afraid of those who are determined. An iron pestle can be ground into a needle."

Cheng Fang was thinking to himself as he stood up from the sofa and looked at the artistic photo of Director Wu in the living room. He had clear long eyelashes, a tall and straight nose, and clear-cut lips.

He wants to enter Director Wu Wanqing's heart with dignity in his life! Even going deeper, until she couldn't dig him out anymore.

“No matter how difficult the process is, no matter what method it takes, you can always do what you want to do!”

Just do it.

Taking a look at the alluring Director Wu in the artistic photos, Cheng Fang rubbed his hands as he thought, rolled up his sleeves, ran to the kitchen and started wiping the table, sink, and refrigerator.

Cheng Fang was wiping things in the kitchen. There was a lot of oil and dirt, so he specially squeezed in some detergent to clean it up.

After doing this, Cheng Fang went to the bathroom to rinse the mop and wipe the floor at home. It was still early.

Wu Wanqing worked so hard all day, and when she came home, she saw the hot and fragrant dishes, and she was so happy that she hugged herself and kissed her twice.

So, Cheng Fang opened the refrigerator, and the chef came online again, expertly peeling potatoes, chopping, shredding, and cutting meat into pieces. After a while, the sound of water boiling came from the kitchen.
Cheng Fang planned to simply make a potato stew, add two side dishes, and have fish-flavored shredded pork with rice. It would be very satisfying for two people to eat.

All the side dishes have been cut and the ingredients have been prepared in advance, regardless of the fragrant stew smell in the kitchen.

Cheng Fang took another rag and newspaper, climbed up the window and started cleaning up, and finally washed the two women's suits piled in the washing machine in the bathroom.

In fact, sometimes leaders are too busy and tired at work, and it is rare for Wu Yuanqing to wash her clothes with her hands when she returns home. All her own clothes are washed by a washing machine.

But when Cheng Fang gave her clothes, she always washed them by hand. No matter how tired she was, she focused on being virtuous and caring about both the inside and the outside.

So comparing one's feelings with one's own, even if Cheng Fang was so tired that he was sweating profusely for a whole afternoon, his heart was still very fulfilling.

At 6:25 in the afternoon, the smell of meat has filled the entire small house.

Cheng Fang clapped his hands quickly and put down the high heels in his hands. Soon, he took a few steps and picked up Wu Wanqing's sandals without hesitation. He bent down and placed them thoughtfully on Director Wu's body, wrapped in flesh-colored stockings. The high heels showed off the arc of his instep. The line of her beautiful legs was almost perfect, and she did not forget to raise her head and show a soft smile, "Wanqing, are you back? Come on, change your shoes."

Director Wu Wanqing lowered her head and watched Cheng Fang squatting gently beside her legs, taking off her high heels thoughtfully, holding her ankles, and helping her put on slippers. Director Wu Wanqing's eyes moved slightly, and her heart felt warm.

"Okay, hubby, let's get going. Why are you grabbing my ankle? Put down the slippers and I'll change them myself."

Director Wu Wanqing laughed and pushed lightly with her beautiful legs, "For a man like you, how can you help your wife change her slippers?"

"Director Wu, isn't this what a husband should do?" Cheng Fang blinked.

Wu Wanqing bent down, smiled, and cupped Cheng Fang's face like a fox with her eyes, "That's someone else's husband, and my husband doesn't want to suffer these grievances."

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