Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 146 It's Hard for Him
Song Zhiwei wanted to speak but was blocked by him, she could only raise her head and was forced to accept Dragon Tongue's unscrupulous strategy in her mouth.

The big palm also thrust into her underwear forcefully, rubbing and twisting——

Song Zhiwei's legs trembled slightly due to the stimulation from the "clamp attack" on the sensitive parts. Being "attacked" for no reason, she couldn't understand why he suddenly became "beastly", and he was still in the kitchen, next door to the bedroom. Her mother was still asleep in the bedroom—

She didn't dare to make too much noise, so she could only cooperate with him half-heartedly, hoping that he would give up after he had tasted enough "sweetness".

However, her cooperation made the man's blood spurt even more, he pressed her even tighter, and even tried to lift each other's shirts——

At this time, He Yuxiu suddenly called out: "Zhiwei!"

Song Zhiwei suddenly got excited, and pushed Wei Xuan away suddenly, too shy to look at him, and responded loudly: "What's wrong, Mom?"

"Oh, I said it's hot, let Wei Xuan have a bowl of soup first." He Yuxiu reminded.

Song Zhiwei breathed a sigh of relief, but fortunately, the few minutes of "no movement" did not arouse her mother's suspicion.

Dissatisfied, she glared at Wei Xuan, who was in "restless heat", and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing, my mother is still in the room."

What she said didn't blame him for kissing and groping her, but she just cared about the existence of a "third party".

Wei Xuan's eyes staring at her were a little hot, like a hungry person seeing delicious food, with eyes that wanted to tear her apart and eat her.

She didn't know how "sexy" she was wearing loose home clothes and a loose bun, welcoming him home like a qualified little wife and cooking for him.

He liked this feeling very much, so he couldn't hold back just now.

Song Zhiwei didn't know that he liked her lazy, homely attire, thinking that he was "in heat" intermittently again, fearing that he would continue, Song Zhiwei hurried out with the food.

Because both of He Yuxiu's feet were sprained to varying degrees, it was best not to get out of bed casually, so Song Zhiwei brought some of the food into the room.

"Xiao Wei, you need to eat more." He Yuxiu said to Wei Xuan with a smile.

"Okay, Auntie." Wei Xuan nodded.

After exiting the room, Song Zhiwei and Wei Xuan sat face to face to eat.

In order to show off her skills, Song Zhiwei desperately picked up dishes for Wei Xuan, "It took me more than two hours to make these dishes, how do you taste them?"

Wei Xuan picked up his rice bowl and ate.

Song Zhiwei looked at him expectantly, "How is it?"

Wei Xuan nodded, "Not bad."

Song Zhiwei smiled happily.

In fact, she also knew that the taste was mediocre, but if Wei Xuan could eat it, it would be regarded as "consummation of merit".

I don't know if Wei Xuan is too hungry, but he ate big mouthfuls, as if it really suited his appetite.

Song Zhiwei was infected by his way of eating, and thought that she cooked it deliciously, so she moved her chopsticks contentedly.

"Eat slowly, I won't fight with you. Drink some soup, or you will choke." Looking at Wei Xuan's turbulent posture, Song Zhiwei complained, but her eyes were full of smiles.

In the end, Wei Xuan ate all four dishes and one soup, and nothing was wasted.

Song Zhiwei was very happy, "You like it so much, I will make it for you next time?"

Wei Xuan nodded.

Song Zhiwei went to wash the dishes, Wei Xuan chatted with He Yuxiu in the room.

"Xiao Wei, it's really hard work for you." He Yuxiu said sympathetically.

"Auntie, what do you say?" Wei Xuan was puzzled.

He Yuxiu lowered her voice to make sure that Song Zhiwei would not hear, "Zhiwei's cooking is so unpalatable, and you still finish it, it's really hard work for you."

It turned out that there was a person with a normal sense of taste in the room, who knew that his daughter's dishes were unpalatable, but he couldn't criticize them face to face, so he could only express his apology to Wei Xuan in private.

Wei Xuan said indifferently: "Actually, I think it's pretty good."

It's not that he has a problem with his taste buds, but for a person like him who has even eaten clay cakes, he can eat any kind of food as long as it's not bad.

He Yuxiu thought that Wei Xuan was too embarrassed to complain in front of her, so she promised: "Don't worry, I will urge Zhiwei to practice cooking diligently."

Wei Xuan also thinks this method is good, after all, he will eat her cooking for the next few decades, and it is best if her level can be improved.

However, before he had time to express his opinion, Song Zhiwei came in.

Holding a bottle of dish soap in her hand, she asked curiously, "What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing." He Yuxiu asked, "Have the dishes been washed?"

"No." Song Zhiwei came over and handed the dish soap to Wei Xuan, "I can't unscrew it."

Wei Xuan easily unscrewed it for her and handed it back to her.

Before going out, Song Zhiwei put down a word vigilantly: "Don't speak ill of me while I'm not here, I have very good ears."

"Okay, go wash the dishes." He Yuxiu urged her away.

Song Zhiwei glanced at the two worriedly before leaving.

"Zhiwei is actually quite diligent and smart. If I hadn't dragged her down for so many years, her development would be much better now." He Yuxiu suddenly said melancholy.

Wei Xuan, who is not very good at comforting others, can only persuade, "Auntie, don't think too much."

He Yuxiu probably also realized that she shouldn't say these things in front of Wei Xuan, so she forced a smile, and changed the topic: "You didn't rest well last night, and you were tired again today, I will ask Zhiwei to take you home early Bar."

After Song Zhiwei finished washing the dishes, He Yuxiu asked her to take Wei Xuan downstairs.

After saying goodbye to He Yuxiu, Wei Xuan followed Song Zhiwei downstairs, but did not leave immediately, but took her hand for a walk after dinner.

There were many people walking in the neighborhood. When they saw a tall and handsome brother Bing walking with a gentle and delicate "next door" beauty, many people couldn't help but take a second look.

"Doctor Song, I haven't seen you for a long time. I went out for a walk after dinner." A middle-aged aunt with a Chihuahua greeted Song Zhiwei.

"Yes." Song Zhiwei nodded with a smile.

When the aunt passed by, Song Zhiwei whispered to Wei Xuan: "I sterilized her Chihuahua. The strange thing is that she insisted on giving me a [-]% discount as a neighbor, and finally made a fuss with the dean before giving it to her." It’s a little cheaper for medicine.”

Speaking of this, Song Zhiwei couldn't help curling her lips, and said with a look of disgust: "Let me tell you, don't look at the well-dressed people here, there are actually a lot of weird ones. If I can't afford it Houses in other places, I really don’t want to live here.”

Because when she first moved in, Song Zhiwei encountered several conflicts between neighbors, so she didn't like the fussy atmosphere in the community, and she didn't like interacting with them.

(End of this chapter)