I have a husband in a woman-centered

Yan Haochen was embarrassed by their praise. He touched the back of his head and said, "When I was at home, my family hired a master to teach me. We men only learned the basics, and our main job was to teach the ladies in the family."

It's just that he was born with great strength. The instructor taught him briefly a few times, but he liked it, so he practiced on his own. His accuracy and posture were more standard and powerful than those of the female masters at home.

Xiang Mingyue: "Let's go back and roast the pheasant."

Flower language: "Good, good, good!"

He responded and walked in front carrying the pheasant.

Xiang Mingyue went over and held Fu Yixian's hand, then looked up and asked, "Does your leg hurt? Do you want me to carry you?"

After hearing what Xiang Mingyue said, Yan Haochen wanted to step forward and say that he would carry her, but Fu Yixian gave Yan Haochen a look, smiled and replied to Xiang Mingyue, saying: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt that much. If my wife holds me up, it won't hurt."

Xiang Mingyue put one of his arms around her neck, gently hugged his waist, let him support her body to walk, and said: "I'll hold you. If it hurts, tell me and I'll carry you."

Fu Yixian smiled charmingly and said, "Thank you, my wife."

Yan Haochen looked at the two people standing close together in front of him and thought: "Yixian is about to make a move."

With his looks and means, he could take down his wife in a matter of minutes. Then he would not be the only husband who could get close to his wife. He felt uncomfortable in his heart. At this moment, he truly experienced the bitterness that Yixian had talked about to Huayu before.

The man in front had a handsome and tall figure, and the petite woman was held under the man's armpit. No matter how you looked at it, it didn't seem like the woman was supporting the man, but rather the man was holding the woman. The picture was so beautiful that Yan Haochen felt uncomfortable watching it, but he didn't bother them.

When the four of them returned home, Mingri's family had already returned.

Xiang Mingyue: "Second sister, why are you back so early?"

Mingri: "Your second brother-in-law's mother's family is from the small village in front. It's not far. We can come back after having a meal."

Hua Yu: "Our Zhengjun shot a pheasant and processed it. Let's roast it and eat it!"

Huayu was very excited and said she was going to boil water to pluck the pheasant.

Mingri’s eldest son Mingdong is four years old, but he is only three years old. He likes the colorful feathers of the pheasant. There is a two-year-old kid behind him. When he sees his brother following the big brother in front, he also walks behind him and goes to the kitchen.

Ming Jiang handed the little girl to Ming's father and followed him into the kitchen to help Hua Yu.

Xiang Mingyue wanted to go and take a look, but her future husband was in the kitchen, so she couldn't go.

She asked Fu Yixian to come into the room. She needed to check his legs to see if he was overtired from walking too much.

Lifting up his trouser legs, I pressed his calf muscles: "Does it hurt?"

Fu Yixian did not hide it and said, "It's a little sore, but just sit down and rest for a while."

Xiang Mingyue: "You walked too much today. You should soak your feet in hot water before going to bed at night. If it hurts, call me or your cousin to give you a massage."

Fu Yixian smiled and said, "Thank you, my wife."

Yan Haochen took the clothes and clothes they brought with them, entered the room, and said, "Change your wet clothes, shoes and socks, don't catch a cold."

Xiang Mingyue: "Ayu is running the most happily. His shoes and socks must be wet. We need to ask him to change his clothes as well."