Strategy to develop champions

Chapter 622

Because Song Mingxuan returned home, Zhao Caifeng didn't go to the shop for two days, and just stayed by Song Mingxuan's side every day. It was still the same as before, he read and she sewed; he wrote and she polished ink.Between the beds, the two were even more like newlyweds, reluctant to get down at dawn.

Zhao Caifeng woke up early this day, because she knew that it was almost the end of the year, and she had to sort out the bills in both shops, so she couldn't be lazy anymore, but it was a pity that she was so tired last night, Zhao Caifeng only moved a little, I felt like my lower body was paralyzed.He raised his head and glanced at Song Mingxuan who was still asleep with his eyes closed. He couldn't hate him after all, so he reached out and pinched the tip of his nose.Song Mingxuan was sleeping soundly, when he was suddenly moved, he just turned over, and with a jump, his thigh fell on Zhao Caifeng's body.Zhao Caifeng's legs, which she felt unable to bear, became heavier.

"Like a pig!" Zhao Caifeng gave Song Mingxuan a bitter look.Boys grew tall when they were seventeen or eighteen years old, so Song Mingxuan was as thin as a bamboo pole at that time, and he didn't have much weight at all, but Song Mingxuan's size has not grown in the past two years, but the flesh on his body has begun to tighten. It exists like the pole before.So it doesn't seem to be much fatter, and this weight is really incomparable with before.

After all, Song Mingxuan still loved people, and he didn't torture Zhao Caifeng for long, he rested early and waited for Zhao Caifeng to come back to life.Looking at Zhao Caifeng's flushed cheeks and slightly dazed eyes, Song Mingxuan just lay on Zhao Caifeng's body, curled up her earrings and comforted him: "My lady, stay with me for one more day!"

Zhao Caifeng's forehead jumped up suddenly after hearing this sentence, why do you want "day"?No... have you been here once?Zhao Caifeng turned her head to look at Song Mingxuan, and then realized that what Song Mingxuan said was a day.Sure enough, doing too many things would hurt IQ, Zhao Caifeng turned her body angrily, turned her back to Song Mingxuan and said, "I haven't been to the store for two days, there must be a lot of things to deal with."

"They will come to you if something happens, you don't have to run away by yourself, why don't you just stay at home for a day?" Song Mingxuan was really reluctant to let Zhao Caifeng go, wishing that the rope would tie the two of them together.After all, Zhao Caifeng was soft-hearted, reached out and tapped Song Mingxuan's nose and said, "Then stay with you for another day, I will definitely be going to the store tomorrow."

Seeing that Zhao Caifeng agreed, Song Mingxuan just stretched out his hands to rub her waistline. Seeing that it was dawn outside, the two got up and got up from the bed.

The yard where he lives now is large, and there is a wintersweet flower in front of Song Mingxuan's study, which blooms just right at this season, with a small crack exposed, the fragrance of plum blossoms outside can seep in.They are all people who have lived a hard life. Compared with the past, the life they live now is not one or two points better.Song Mingxuan looked down at Zhao Caifeng who was sitting on a pier nearby making shoe soles, and asked softly, "You're so busy, just put these things away."

Zhao Caifeng was unwilling, and raised her eyebrows: "What do you wear if I don't do it? Could it be that you dislike me for not doing well?"

Song Mingxuan immediately wrinkled his face when he heard the words: "My lady is good at what she does. Who dares to say that my wife is not good at what she does, I will..." Song Mingxuan didn't say anything, but remembered that he wrote it in a moment of impulsiveness. About the "Wife Debate Book", she immediately blushed with embarrassment.

Zhao Caifeng looked a little strange and asked him, "How about you?"

Song Mingxuan faltered and said: "I... what can I do, of course I want to help the lady get justice!"

Zhao Caifeng was happy when she heard this, and she just smiled and said, "Mao is not fully grown yet, so I want to seek justice. Can you beat him?"

"If you can't beat it, of course you can use other methods!" Song Mingxuan clenched his fists and said.

Zhao Caifeng smiled and said: "You literati, what other ways can you do, don't say you have to write an article to scold people, if this is the case, I will be famous forever."

How did Song Mingxuan know that Zhao Caifeng had hit the nail on the head, blushed even more and didn't go out, he just opened the window in front of the desk, pretending to smell the fragrance of plum blossoms, when he heard the voice of his mother-in-law outside.

Usually no one came to Zhao Caifeng's house, even if the shopkeeper came to answer, they were all quiet.Zhao Caifeng put down her needle and thread, and seeing Mrs. Yang coming out from the door of the West Wing, and hearing what the woman said, her face became more curious, and she only glanced at the main courtyard where Zhao Caifeng and Song Mingxuan lived.

Zhao Caifeng got up and walked to the door, pulled up the curtain and asked, "Mother, who is coming outside?"

Yang only stepped forward and said, "Grandma Yan said that your aunt is here, and it's not yet the end of the year. Could it be that your aunt is here to pay back the money?"

(End of this chapter)