My scumbag sister stole my husband? I'm a scumbag and married my cowardly brother-in-law

go to bed?

If the light hadn't been so dim, Xie Changqing would have been able to capture the moment when her eyes lit up.

I really want to ask a rude question, is it a verb or a noun?

Wen Wan consciously made room inside, and soon was filled with a strong sense of presence.

The surroundings became inexplicably quiet, so quiet that the only sound could be heard was the sound of two heartbeats that seemed to echo each other.

Time passed minute by minute, and Wen Wan felt that Xie Changqing had no intention of taking any action. She suppressed her excited heartbeat, closed her eyes and tried, but still could not fall asleep.

"You..." Wen Wan pursed her lips and said, "Are you asleep?"

"Hmm!" The nasal sound is long and even grainy, and just listening to the sound can make you feel numb.

It was obvious that he was not asleep. Wen Wan just finished muttering to herself, and then everything went dark before her eyes.

Xie Changqing lifted her quilt and came in. A hot hormonal smell made her hold her breath subconsciously.

He supported himself on her side with one hand and reached into her waist with the other to hold her and pull her against him, his burning eyes scanning her face for a moment.

He leaned over and kissed her.

He was already very skilled and could easily penetrate it with a flick of his tongue.

Wen Wan hadn't adjusted her breathing to begin with, and after being kissed by him, she even forgot how to breathe.

She felt as if an electric current was running through her brain, and fireworks were exploding one after another. Wen Wan felt limp all over from the kiss, and she hung her hands around his neck for support.

Facts have proven that when people are happy, their brains only magnify the happy feeling and they are less likely to think about other things, such as taking protective measures.

I should take medicine, Wen Wan thought.

But I didn't expect that the man who had started eating meat seemed to have unlocked some kind of seal, and he continued to do it tirelessly several times.

Wen Wan couldn't remember exactly how many times it happened, but she only remembered that while I was thinking whether I was about to die, I also had some desperate thoughts like "Forget it, I have to take medicine anyway, it doesn't matter".

When I woke up again, I was the only one left in the bed.

Wen Wan judged from the height of the sun outside the window that it was probably noon.

My whole body ached whenever I moved, as if I had been hit by a club, especially my legs. They were so weak that I stumbled even when I stood up. It took me a long time to be able to walk normally.

Wen Wan bared her teeth and cursed Xie Changqing as a beast over and over in her heart.

Where's the silver-plated spear head you promised me? Where's the ten years you promised me you wouldn't touch Wen Ya?

The door to the outer room was open. When I walked to the door, I saw Xie Changqing building the courtyard wall.

Seeing her holding her waist with her hands and glaring at him with her cheeks puffed out, Xie Changqing felt a little guilty and went over to help her. He placed her on a small stool beside him, turned his head and coughed, and politely greeted her, "Get up!"

Wen Wan continued to roll her eyes, thinking, what else? Did you make me unable to even get out of bed? You are so awesome.

"..." Xie Changqing felt uncomfortable for a while, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, I can't die."

"You sit down and I'll cook."

Xie Changqing turned around and went into the house. After a while, he brought out a small square table with two packages of pastries on it. He placed it in front of her and then turned back to pour her a glass of water.

"I just bought them in town this morning," Xie Changqing said as he unpacked the package. "Newly made egg cake and shortbread. Have a bite. I'll cook right away."

Only then did Wen Wan realize that the stove had been built, with two pots, one large and one small, one for steaming rice and the other for frying vegetables. It was a good arrangement.

It really feels like living at home.

It’s just that Xie Changqing’s craftsmanship doesn’t seem to be worthy of trust.

If Wen Wan hadn't stopped him quickly, Xie Changqing would have thrown the pork belly, beans and eggplant into the water to boil them.

Frightened, Wen Wan quickly stood up and chased the man away.

"You're not cooking, you're just wasting food."

Xie Changqing really had no experience in cooking and had no way to refute it, but seeing her having to support her waist while standing, he felt a little bad.

It’s all my fault for being such a beast.

Xie Changqing took back the spatula and helped the man sit back down. "Tell me what to do."

"Okay!" Wen Wan didn't insist. It doesn't matter if it tastes bad! Just consider it as the tuition fee for training Lao Gong.

She can't cook every meal in the future, she's not a nanny.

Things have to start from simple things, otherwise it will easily undermine self-confidence. Wen Wan instructed him to make a dish of braised pork with green beans, steam the eggplant directly into the rice, and mix it with chili, soy sauce and vinegar before eating.

Xie Changqing was generous and cooked more than a pound of pork belly directly. The aroma was so good that it attracted Guoqing from the next yard before it even came out of the pot.

The courtyard wall was only half built, just blocking the shoulders of little Guoqing. The little guy leaned on the wall to look inside and shouted sweetly:

"Uncle, Aunt, what delicious food are you making? It smells so good!"

He swallowed several times in the middle of a sentence.

Wen Wan said with a smile: "Have you eaten yet?"

"I didn't eat." But as soon as he said that, he burped.

Seeing the two of them laughing, the little guy smiled along with them, feeling a little embarrassed.

This child may be still young, and is not as annoying as his mother Zhang Lan. Wen Wan doesn't like children, but seeing how greedy the little guy is, she feels a little bit reluctant.

"It's just right that you haven't eaten yet," Wen Wan said, "Come and eat with Uncle and Aunt."

The little guy's eyes lit up, and he was about to flip over by clinging to the wall. Wen Wan gave Xie Changqing an arm and said, "Go hold him, don't let him fall."

Xie Changqing frowned. Boys are not that delicate. They will become stronger after falling a few more times. He thought so in his mind, but still went over and hugged the boy.

Afraid that the little guy would eat too much, Wen Wan did not dare to serve him rice and only let him eat vegetables. She thought that he would just eat a few pieces to satisfy his craving, but she did not expect the little guy to eat one piece after another. It was completely impossible to tell that he had already eaten a meal.

After a while, nearly half of the meat was eaten. Xie Changqing frowned while eating and kept putting food into Wen Wan's bowl.

Knowing that he was atonement for last night's sin, Wen Wan didn't hesitate and started eating.

She quite liked the feeling of last night, so she wasn't really mad at him.

Halfway through the meal, Zhang Lan's voice came from the next yard.

"Xie Guoqing, where did he go?"

Guoqing was still chewing meat in his mouth and was too busy to answer, so Zhang Lan called him twice again.

Xie Changqing stood up and said, "Sister-in-law, Guoqing is here."

Zhang Lan walked over and saw three people eating around a small table. There were two dishes on the table, and what was even more outrageous was that there was also meat.

What’s infuriating is that my stupid son eats as if he hasn’t eaten for 800 years.

Zhang Lan stepped over the low wall, rushed over, grabbed Guoqing by the ear and dragged him up, cursing, "Why are you acting like a dog? You come up here just because you see something delicious."

Wen Wan stopped him and said, "Sister-in-law, I asked Guoqing to come here. It's okay for the child to eat a few meals."

"My son or your son?" Zhang Lan glared at her. "He never did a day's work in the production team. He slept until noon every day and had to cook for himself when he got up.

Not to mention our village, there is no other one like it even in our entire town.

It’s not just lazy, it’s delicious, and you can eat meat even if you’re not too old or too young.

The second son is simply obsessed, he even wanted to split the family because of you."

Wen Wan smiled disapprovingly, "Sister-in-law, is it because you have to get up early every day to work in the production team? Not only do you have to work, but you also have to do the housework of cooking, washing clothes, giving birth and taking care of the children.

Not only do you have to do the most tiring work, but you don’t even get to eat the delicious food.

Isn’t this kind of life particularly hard?

If you are suffering, you will feel very uncomfortable if you see others living better than you. "

Wen Wan's words were truly heartbreaking.

He was clearly angry, annoyed and aggrieved, but he still had to argue stubbornly, "Who marries a wife for the purpose of giving birth to children, raising them and doing housework?

If you go around the village, you’ll find that every daughter-in-law is like me.

You think it's an honor to be treated specially, and go out and find out what others are saying about you.

The second son is unlucky to marry a greedy and lazy woman like you. "

Wen Wan smiled and said, "What does it have to do with me what other people's wives are like? What others say about me will not affect my ability to sleep until noon, nor will it affect my ability to eat well every day.

How about it? Which of these three are you, envy, jealousy, or hatred? "

"You..." Zhang Lan was so angry that she couldn't speak, her face turning blue and red.

The effect was satisfactory, so Wen Wan didn't care about it anymore and kindly invited, "Sister-in-law, would you like to sit down and eat with us?"

"No need," Zhang Lan said, "I find your stuff disgusting."

After saying this, he saw his son still putting meat into his mouth, so he angrily pulled him over and scolded him, "You useless thing, you are just a loser like your father.

There is no good person in your Xie family. The second son is quite manly. He didn't even try to hide when dad beat him with a stick. But he ended up marrying such a jerk. How can he seek justice? "

Zhang Lan dragged her son back to the next yard like a chicken and walked away cursing.

Wen Wan didn't pay attention to the scolding part, she only heard her say that Xie Changqing was beaten with a stick by Xie Hu.