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The sun rises very early in Yancheng in summer, and the flag-raising ceremony is held at around five o'clock.

Xia Haoyang woke up at around seven o'clock. He felt that he had a beautiful dream last night. It seemed that his wife Zeng Jingyi, who had been filming in the south of the city, returned to her home in Baguo Village. They took a bath together in the middle of the night, and then did something that made them blush and feel shy, and indescribable.

"Shit, it turned out to be a wet dream. My wife is filming a movie and she's pregnant. How could we play in the water together and beat up fairies? But when was the last time I had a wet dream? Was it college? Or high school? I can't remember if it was Sister Jiaxin or Sister Zhiling. Ah, a headache. Isn't it said that drinking good wine won't cause a headache the next day? What the hell is this nonsense."

Xia Haoyang sat up from the bed, without opening his eyes, but tapping his forehead with his hand.

"Okay, early in the morning, it's either Sister Jiaxin or Sister Zhiling who wakes up. It turns out that Sister Juzi is right, no man is good."

If a woman gets up at six in the morning to cook millet porridge for a man to sober him up, and also fries a few pancakes that the man likes for breakfast, and she is pregnant, and her man starts yelling another woman's name as soon as he gets up, I think any woman will be angry, without exception.

When Xia Haoyang heard the voice, he opened his eyes and saw his wife Zeng Jingyi walking in from the door with a bowl of porridge and a plate of pancakes in her hands. He immediately knew that he had said the wrong thing. In an instant, the hairs on his back stood up and sweat came out.

What to do? How to turn this hellish scene into a safe place?

Yes, change the subject!

When the brain is actively thinking, it can conceive of an idea or think of a solution to a problem very quickly, perhaps in just 0.01 seconds.

What we can see is that as soon as Zeng Jingyi said those angry words, our male protagonist immediately made an aggrieved and pitiful expression, pouted his mouth, opened his hands, and walked out of the bed, "Wife, so you are really home. I just dreamed about you. You are so nice to me and even made breakfast. It smells so good."

"Don't touch me. This is my own breakfast. You have no share." Zeng Jingyi turned around and walked to the desk by the window. She put the porridge and pancakes on the table. Then she sat down and picked up a piece of pancake with chopsticks and put it into her mouth.

It's over, it's over, I'm really angry, this is terrible, what should I do now? Yes, to gain sympathy, that's how it's played on TV, I have to pretend to be sick!

"Oh, my stomach hurts so much. I don't know if it's a stomachache or acute appendicitis. Oh, it hurts so much." Xia Haoyang frowned and looked painful while covering his stomach with both hands. At a glance, he looked quite decent.

As expected, as long as men start to act like bitches, women have nothing to do. The green tea bitch's trick of pretending to be sick to gain sympathy is much smoother than that of ordinary scumbags. She doesn't even need to practice. This acting skill is a natural talent in her bones.

Although the method is outdated and has no technical content, when the other party cares about you, it really works.

"Are you okay? Where does it hurt? Is it in this position?" Zeng Jingyi immediately stood up from her chair and came to Xia Haoyang's side. She also stretched out her hand and pressed his stomach to determine his pain point. Because she had experienced appendicitis before, she knew where it was and how uncomfortable it would be.

"It hurts here. Rub it for me. Yes, right here. Be gentler." Xia Haoyang grabbed Zeng Jingyi's hand and placed it near the belly button in the center of his lower abdomen.

Zeng Jingyi breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that it wasn't appendicitis. The most common cause of pain near the belly button was catching a cold. Maybe it was because she lifted the quilt and got some wind last night. It wasn't a big deal.

So Zeng Jingyi gently rubbed his belly.

But after rubbing for a while, she felt something was wrong. She saw Xia Haoyang closing his eyes and looking very enjoyable, with a smile on his lips. The key point was that a few inches below her belly button was slowly rising up. Zeng Jingyi immediately realized that she had been deceived by this "green tea bitch".

She didn't want to indulge him either. With a "slap", Zeng Jingyi slapped Xia Haoyang's belly hard with her palm.

"Ouch, that hurts." Xia Haoyang quickly opened his eyes and rubbed the place where he was slapped with his hands.

This time it really hurt.

"You dare to lie to me? Let your sister Jiaxin and sister Zhilin do the rubbing. What do you want me to do?" Zeng Jingyi stood up and sat back in the chair.

Although he didn't know where he had gone wrong, it was obvious that his wife had seen through his pretense of illness. At this point, he definitely couldn't use the previous methods anymore and had to try another approach.

"Actually, I had a dream last night, honey. I dreamed of you, but seeing you appear in front of me now, maybe it wasn't a dream."

"Then what about the sister Jiaxin and sister Zhilin you mentioned?" Zeng Jingyi asked coldly.

"Hey, I just said that I dreamed about you last night. I dreamed that we took a bath together and did naughty things together. I thought it was a wet dream, and then I thought about the last time I had a wet dream. But I couldn't remember it, but I remembered that when Xiao Yuzi was in college, he often had wet dreams about Sister Jiaxin and Sister Zhilin, so I said it out."

So men’s words are lies!

Xia Haoyang didn't even blink when he told lies, and his brain didn't need to think hard. It came naturally and smoothly that the previous things were made up with 70% truth and 30% falsehood.

This kind of lie is not without flaws, on the contrary, it has many flaws. But not every woman is Sherlock Holmes, who has calm judgment and strong logical thinking, so there is no need to worry about being exposed.

Besides, women’s brain circuits are different from men’s.

"So every man in your life has erotic dreams? And the objects of your erotic dreams are all specific people? You just said that Xiao Yuzi often dreams about Jiaxin and Zhilin, then what about you? Who did you dream about in the past? What about Lao Xie?"

Zeng Jingyi was more interested in this than judging whether the previous statement was true or false.

"Everyone has erotic dreams, but we usually don't share our erotic dreams with others. Xiao Yuzi is a big mouth, so he'll talk a little bit sometimes, but I haven't heard of other people dreaming about anyone specific. Lao Xie never said anything about it, and as for me, I need to think about it, I don't remember." Xia Haoyang was choosing his words, he knew that there were some things that really couldn't be said.

"Tsk, I don't believe it." Zeng Jingyi was a little bored.

"What about you? Who have you dreamed about before?" Xia Haoyang took the opportunity to ask.

"No, I haven't had any erotic dreams. If your stomach doesn't hurt anymore, get up and drink some millet porridge. It's still warm and can help you sober up."

Now Zeng Jingyi was trying to change the subject, but Xia Haoyang just smiled and didn't care.

Who hasn’t had a dream? It doesn’t affect your current relationship, but you still don’t dare to talk about it.

Sometimes keeping silent is a sign of respect.