Why did you mess with her? The military officer husband protects her and spoils her

Yun Jin looked at He Tingchuan who was supporting her, and she couldn't let him down. Tears welled up in her eyes, and her acting skills soared: "I don't know why everyone is so malicious towards me. My brother is a martyr, and yet he is being slandered."

"And the fact that I can marry your father must mean that he likes me. If he didn't like me, how could he marry me? Don't you think so, your father?" Yun Jin kept saying "like" and didn't know how to write the word "shame" at all.

Old sisters-in-law: “…”

Pooh!

shameless!

Like shit!

If someone likes you, they won't let you wear tattered clothes and rarely go back to the compound after marriage.

Are we blind?

However, since the parties involved did not admit it, they couldn't say anything.

Oh my God, the upright Captain He was led astray by this little bitch.

Women from the country are just so bad!

Look at her tears, they seem to be free of charge. Tsk tsk tsk, they come as soon as she says so. Why doesn’t she go sing?

No movie star can cry like her.

He Tingchuan, who was being cured, did not turn a blind eye to Yun Jin's performance and nodded emphatically: "Yes, we have a good relationship as husband and wife. I hope you will not make unauthorized assumptions and destroy our relationship."

"Yes, we are fine!" Yun Jin wiped her tears and hugged one of He Tingchuan's arms. She deliberately leaned her little head over and successfully saw the wonderful and stimulated expressions of the old sisters-in-law.

He Tingchuan said harshly: "If I hear you making up stories about my wife again, even though I don't hit women, I don't mind beating up your men. Whoever's man is the one who will feel bad."

Old sisters-in-law: “…”

On the way home, Yun Jin raised the corners of her mouth and tilted her head from time to time to look at He Tingchuan's cold and hard jawline. The more she looked at him, the more she found him pleasing to the eye. She had to sigh that Feng Qianqian really had a good vision.

If she hadn't transmigrated into a book, He Tingchuan would indeed be the best choice.

Unfortunately, she is now in the book and cannot let go of such a good man.

The couple left one after the other. Yun Jin walked in front, her big belly swaying from side to side, and she walked slowly. Behind her, He Tingchuan, who was tall and long-legged, did not stride with big steps, but followed her rhythm, taking steps neither fast nor slow.

The humiliated old sister-in-law was dumbfounded. Someone said, "Captain He doesn't look like he was forced to do this."

"How dare you say that? If you hadn't been so nosy, would we have been taught a lesson by Captain He?" Thinking of He Tingchuan's dark face, they felt uneasy.

"I didn't slander the relatives of the martyrs."

"Yun Jin and I didn't say a few words, don't blame me!"

The group of old sisters-in-law behind Cricket Yunjin vividly performed a scene of everyone running away when disaster strikes.

No one wants to take the blame. You shirk responsibility, I shift the blame, all kinds of accusations are made, and the plastic sister-in-law relationship is torn apart at this moment.

The friendship boat capsized.

Yun Jin could imagine the scene of them blaming each other, and her smile was so refreshing.

He Tingchuan, who was being stared at by Yun Jin, opened the door first. After Yun Jin entered the room, he poured a teacup of water for Yun Jin. After watching her gulp down the water, he said coldly, "Don't hug my arms or lean on my shoulders in front of outsiders in the future."

The boiled water in Yun Jin's mouth no longer had a sweet taste. Her big peach blossom eyes were filled with confusion: "Why, don't you like it?"

He Tingchuan's ears turned red. He turned his face away from the shameless woman and said, "It's a bad influence."

"We are husband and wife." Yun Jin said confidently.

He Tingchuan emphasized: "This is a military compound. I am a soldier and I need to pay attention to my image."

Yun Jin nodded. Okay, she accepted this reason!

She teased with a smile: "Can I hug my arms and lean on my shoulders at home?"

He Tingchuan's ears were about to bleed. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he looked at Yun Jin with sharp eyes. "Let me ask you, is the birthmark on your brother's butt on the left or the right?"

Yun Jin: “…”

This guy really is...playing with your heartbeat!

Yun Jin knew that she had accidentally exposed her true nature again, mainly because the original owner's character was a punching bag, dark, depressed, dull and taciturn, which she could not pretend to have.

She flashed her bright eyes and asked in confusion: "Does my brother have a birthmark on his butt? How come I don't know about it?"

He Tingchuan's heart sank, and he tried it a second time and she was still fine.

She's not a spy!

"Well, your brother doesn't have a birthmark on his butt. I remembered it wrong." He Tingchuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Yun Jin saw through it but didn't say anything: "I told you, how could my brother have a birthmark on his butt? It's not you. I haven't told anyone about the mole on your butt."

He Tingchuan's face flushed red, and the cold-blooded man was broken at this moment.

His eyebrows knitted together, and he glanced at Yun Jin with shame and indignation, his ears red and neck thick, his expression was wonderful: "You...you don't say nonsense."

Yun Jin was in a good mood, and smiled and raised her hand to assure: "Well, I won't tell you, you don't have a small mole on your butt!"

He Tingchuan finally understood what it meant to shoot oneself in the foot.

He never suspected that she was a spy or an enemy agent again.

He began to miss his wife who was afraid of him. It was nice that she didn't talk.

It’s terrible now. I can make others angry to death with just one word, and I can also make myself angry to death.

He Tingchuan didn't dare to face Yun Jin, so he found an excuse to go out. Yun Jin was anxious: "Where are you going? Who will wash my clothes when you leave? I just bought some underwear, so I need to wash it before I can wear it."

He Tingchuan was hit hard by the four words "underwear".

He looked at the woman who was ordering him around in disbelief: "You want me to wash?"

Yun Jin held her big belly and said, "I'm pregnant and can't do heavy work. If you don't wash my clothes for me, who will? Aren't you my husband? Isn't it natural for you to wash clothes for your wife?"

"Besides, you've already married me, so what's wrong with doing some laundry?" Yun Jin tried to test whether he was really soft-hearted and wouldn't take any hardship: "Thank you for your hard work, my father. After I give birth, I'll do your laundry, too!"

He Tingchuan looked at her big belly, then at her blinking, watery eyes, smiling sweetly at you. He didn't know how to refuse: "Don't say anything about likes or dislikes in the future."

"Okay!" As long as you wash the clothes, everything is fine!

Do you think I am happy to say it? Don’t all men like to hear it? In the book, don’t you like Feng Qianqian the most when she tells you that she likes you?

Tsk tsk tsk, if she can do it, why can’t I?

It has to be like this no matter how hard it is. As long as I'm around, you can't even think about following the plot with Feng Qianqian.

Humph, I've seen through you a long time ago, you stuffy guy!

He Tingchuan didn't know that he had been labeled as a repressed man in Yun Jin's heart. He looked at the person lying on the bed while rubbing her waist. He knew that her pregnancy was hard, and for the sake of the child, it would be okay for him to do more housework.

He Tingchuan took a look at the clothes, pants, socks, and the bag of underwear he brought back, and it felt as if he was scalded, and his ears felt hot again. He took a deep breath, rubbed them with his big hands, and stuffed them into the basin. He took the soap and went out expressionlessly.

He locked the door so that she wouldn't be unaware of anyone breaking in while she was sleeping.

He was about to leave. Yun Jin stretched her neck to look at the bag of things she had bought. Except for the fabric for making diapers, everything else had been taken away.

Including her floral and bitter tea calligraphy.

That’s right, at this time many of the bitter tea characters were solid colors, and there were not many small floral ones, which many people thought were not serious.

So the ones with small floral patterns don’t sell very well.

Yunjin is different. She likes small floral patterns and lace. She doesn’t know whether they are formal or not, but she likes them and is happy to wear them.

He Tingchuan was soft-hearted and not hard-hearted. Yun Jin grinned and stroked her throbbing belly: "Baby, don't worry, I'm here to ensure your safe birth!"

The little guy seemed to understand, and the noises of his punches and kicks became much quieter.

This is a caring kid!

Must give birth!