The secret of a black-bellied husband

Chapter 437 Carnation (2)
"If I can't give birth, you can give birth to another person, but please tell me in advance, I don't want to be a ghost who doesn't understand."

Lu Zhanjiang felt that her head was full of straws.

She entered the door first, saw Mother Lu sitting in the living room, and went upstairs in a dingy state. Mother Lu didn't even move her eyelids, she didn't bother to look at her, so she just assumed that she was transparent, so let her be like this in the future, so as not to make her feel I hurt her.

Lu Zhanjiang followed and went upstairs. Mother Lu was so angry that she cried when she returned to her room.

She raised her son and raised hatred. San'er didn't say anything, but hated herself in her heart. It wasn't because she was mean, but Sun Jiajun's body was not because she could hold that child?

Lu's father looked very helpless, all he could do was to give Lu's mother money and tell her to go shopping, but Lu's mother was in a bad mood today, and even broke the card in front of him.

Lu Zhanjiang also felt a little headache, and began to endure it. After all, he had been suffering from migraines in the past, and he couldn't do it for a long time. He lay at the foot of the bed by himself.

"Honey, what are you doing?"

She felt very clear-headed after eating the ice cream. Seeing that Lu Zhanjiang was packing his luggage, but he stopped moving at the foot of the bed, she went to push him.

"Don't push me."

His face was very pale, Sun Jiajun was terrified, helped him to lie down, Lu Zhanjiang closed his eyes, patted her hand and said it was all right, he probably had heatstroke, and his head hurt a little.

Sun Jiajun ran downstairs wearing slippers, and the nanny poked her head out when she heard the sound.

"what happened?"

"What should I do if I have heat stroke?"

Her own head is also dizzy now, and the nanny hurriedly helped Sun Jiajun find medicine, but Sun Jiajun pushed her away.

"Taking medicine doesn't work, and it's not good for the body. Besides, he doesn't know how to take it. Is there anything else that can be used?"

After nine o'clock, Sun Jiajun turned over to hug Lu Zhanjiang's body, but his body was hot. She got up wearing a nightgown and searched a lot on the Internet. Ass started to rub.

"I read on the Internet that using this will quickly reduce the fever. Your wine is also good. It probably won't burn the skin. You can drink it after taking a bath."

At this time, she is still in the mood to talk nonsense. Lu Zhanjiang's illness is a little good. How do you say it? When I wiped my back, I felt that he was too thin, even thinner than myself.

How can a man be so skinny?

She remembers watching the sisters in the group say that her husband is 120 catties thin, and tears fell on his back. Her husband doesn't feel bad, who loves it?
I think if it wasn’t for my torment, I wouldn’t have made it like this. I went to the bathroom to fetch water, and then let him lie flat on the ground and wash his feet. Those who have no control, spend whatever they want, and know that it is not easy to save the money they earn, so why don’t you feel sorry for him?
He only sleeps as much as he sleeps a day. Jiajun feels that Lu Zhanjiang is very pitiful. He is just a human flesh money maker. No one is pitiful. He also resents his father-in-law and mother-in-law in his heart. Are you tired?
In the middle of the night, I listened to her tossing back and forth, and she was still making supper in the kitchen at twelve o'clock, and when Feng Xiao came back, she smelled the smell of the kitchen, thinking it was the nanny, and went in.

"What's there to eat?"

Sun Jiajun turned around: "If you want to eat something, ask your wife to get it, or you can call the nanny, this is not enough."

She poured the porridge into a bowl and carried it upstairs, the fire was not turned off, she was afraid that He Fengxiao would rob her, so He Fengxiao went to the kitchen counter and turned off the fire, shaking her head, always doing things So frizzy, even eating at night is not afraid of indigestion.

Returning to the room with Feng Xiao, Lu Zhanyuan was still playing.

"Go downstairs and get something to eat."

Lu Zhanyuan stepped on her slippers and went out. After a while, He Fengxiao heard her standing on the stairs and shouting: "Auntie, get something to eat."

Sun Jiajun blew one mouthful at a time, and only fed him when it was cold. He couldn't take medicine without eating, so he let him lean on his shoulders.

"Look, everyone in your family regards you as a cash cow. I only know that I love you. I will wash your feet and wipe your white wine. Where can you find such a good wife?" Muttering like a little old woman.

After he finished eating, she turned her legs up like a little servant. She thought her technique was pretty good, but in fact, she just found it online and showed off.

Lu Zhanjiang's condition was a little bit bad. In the second half of the night, his face was a little hot. Sun Jiajun had no choice but to call the driver. She had no strength and was not feeling well, so she asked the driver to come up and help Lu Zhanjiang. Going down, someone came into the house, Mother Lu must have woken up, asked about it, and ran upstairs quickly, seeing her son like this, cursing viciously in her heart, you deserve it.

Aren't you serving her? If you don't fall ill, who will get sick?

If you marry a wife, you don't know what to do, but you have to have a sense of proportion, right?
In the past two days, because of the company's affairs, I couldn't sleep well or eat well, and ended up basking outside in the sun with a boring person.

"Mom, what should I do?"

Sun Jiajun turned around, Lu's mother shook off Sun Jiajun's hand and gave her a word.

"Cold."

When the man left, she couldn't sleep again. Lu's father was sleeping, and she gave her a fierce look. All the men had this kind of virtue. The children were all in the hospital, and he was still asleep. Why didn't he sleep to death? Father Lu was shot while lying down.

Lu's mother was sitting in the living room waiting. Sun Jiajun looked at the driver, and the driver was quite helpless. It's no wonder that he didn't get sick after so much trouble at night. To be honest, if he were Lu Zhanjiang's father, he would definitely let them divorce immediately. How thin have you become so you can't see?
The doctor said it's all right, but I have a cold, and I can leave after waiting for a while to observe.

After tossing for a long time before going back, Mother Lu was watching TV when she went back. It seemed that she was watching some TV series. Sun Jiajun was not happy when she saw it, but she didn't say anything. Mother Lu yelled.

(End of this chapter)