Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

The man held the person in his arms, took off her clothes, lifted her skirt, and the faint traces of her skin were all his credit.

Slowly sinking into the gentle land, licking the brows that were furrowed because of him, with little care and tenderness, bringing the woman to two extremes, Wangshu's eyes were budding, and he hugged the man's shoulders and barely endured such brute force, "!!!"

She was asked to leave the mirror, but she was unwilling to do so. She could not escape from the full-body mirror that Wangshu had put together with great difficulty. The wolf-like and ferocious man knew how to appreciate things better than herself!

... "Shushu, you can do it..."

Listening to the endless nonsense, her body was tightened by him. No matter how busy the man is now, he never forgets to stay here for a few days every month to pester the young woman to do this and that - the woman's health at this time is most beneficial to him.

Wangshu snorted...disdaining his endless stream of sweet talk: "...You talk too much about basketball...enough..."

Qin Xiuyuan was speechless and hadn't even opened his mouth yet...

The only killer move is to open your mouth. Wangshu, who is sitting in the rocking chair, can't stand the sight of the big black head rushing down. It makes the whole world turn upside down, and he gets whatever he wants on the spot.

Take another look at the two people in the mirror... The rocking chair under Wangshu kept sliding, and he held the armrests tightly with both hands, but it was useless.

Qin Xiuyuan wiped the rocking chair for a long time and cleaned the floor.

The result of losing her mind due to male beauty was that the next day she was wrapped in a cool and revealing little dress, her hands tied with silk ribbons, and allowed to be pushed into the closet and bullied.

Once something new happened, Qin Xiuyuan became uncontrollable in this regard.

Until the arrival of Guishui, Wangshu stayed in bed.

My cousin Li Wanting is pregnant and vomiting violently. This news was revealed by Ji's mother when she came to visit.

"The doctor who took my pulse said I'm worried about twins!" Madam Ji raised the pillow behind her daughter's bed. As she did so, she accidentally noticed the marks under her wide collar and warned her carefully, "Shushu, don't let your son-in-law get close to you during your pregnancy. It's not good for your belly."

What are you talking about? During Wangshu's life, he couldn't even leave the house, his waist couldn't even straighten up, and he was in pain from time to time. Who had the energy and ability to fight bloody battles in these few days...

"Mother, we are not animals."

What a thing to say! Madam Ji hesitated for a moment, then held a small bowl and fed her egg and meat porridge, chatting casually: "Some men are very careless."

Wangshu doesn't want to hear those shameless things.

"We won't." Qin Xiuyuan is not that kind of person. He spends most of his time in the room taking care of himself.

The daughter answered swiftly and confidently. Mother Ji was pleased, "Your uncle treats you very well."

"I was even kinder to him."

When these words were spoken, Madam Ji suddenly laughed with a bitter taste. Her daughter was so arrogant, she wondered who she looked like.

Jingzhou is located in the south, where boys are more favored than girls. The tradition of continuing the family line is deeply rooted. She and her husband have been together for almost a year, and they have experienced this deeply.

In a negotiating tone, she said, "Shushu, there's an excellent doctor in Jingcheng. Can I ask him to come over and take your pulse?"

Their daughter's wedding was about to begin. The couple was eager for their daughter to live up to her expectations and give birth to a boy or girl for Qin Xiuyuan. Even if it was just a girl, Ji's mother and father would be relieved.

An excellent doctor, an extremely effective temple, an extremely effective posture... Wangshu recalled the quarrel between the couple when they discussed how to leap over the dragon gate and how he himself had no chance. He really wanted to divorce them so that he could earn more money and travel around when peace came.

Qin Xiuyuan's character and kindness towards himself are there, no matter what the situation is, the Ji family will not be far behind.

"Mother, I can do a lot of things. But there are always things I can't do, just like Lele can't have a chicken. Don't waste your money."

Ji's mother: ...

Unable to avoid this topic, avoiding the bowl of porridge, Wangshu turned to teach his mother, "You and Daddy should not always look at me with regretful, sad and sympathetic faces, and look at Qin Xiuyuan with an apologetic look as if he is inferior to you. Husband and wife are in a relationship of mutual consent, and the friendship between two families should be together if they are compatible, and separated if they are not."

"Don't talk about whether to break up or not!" Ji's mother frowned, "Mother wants you to take another step forward, not just retreat!"

But, Wangshu thought, she couldn't move forward!

I don’t understand why my parents always push me!

"It's hard to love someone as they are. Love will shift and fade. You only gave birth to me and Lele. There are some things I can't do, just like Lele can't grow a penis... Mom, don't keep dwelling on these things! I know you love Qin Xiuyuan more and hope from the bottom of your hearts that he is your son..."

"Shushu!" Madam Ji was terrified, as if the deepest secret in her heart had been revealed. She stood up suddenly, her bowl of porridge overturned on the ground, and her mouth opened...

"Lele and I had no choice, and we didn't do anything wrong..." Is it their fault that the baby is not a boy? Is it my fault that I can't get pregnant?

Wangshu looked at the floor beside the bed, which looked just like the spilled porridge, innocent and aggrieved.

"It's a mistake for a woman not to give birth to a son!" Madam Ji muttered to herself. She had endured this suffering her entire life. Men's understanding alone was too insignificant. The gossipy aunts and uncles, the neighbors, and even the fact that Nanny Xia was bought because she had no son, only a daughter, Taotao...

Wangshu wiped away his tears and looked at her speechlessly, "I don't think so." I want me to feel it, not you.

"Mom is an experienced person, and this is for Shushu's own good!" Madam Ji sighed deeply. This child is so stubborn!

Wangshu supported his waist and got out of bed, pinching a thick cotton pad. As he walked, he said, "Mother, can't you see clearly? Your daughter is the one who maintains this marriage. Maybe I really shouldn't marry for selfish reasons. It makes everyone look at me as incompetent, disabled and regretful. I can't even defend myself as innocent!"

Selfishly, Madam Ji thought of the special marriage contract at home, and her heart was so conflicted that she fell down on the stool. Oh my God!

When Wangshu came out again, holding his waist, he saw his mother sitting aimlessly on the low couch with dull eyes - he thought she was gone.

Some things are never right or wrong, and never have a follow-up.

The little maid came in to clean up. Wangshu looked through the photo album that Manager Liu had sent over. The swamp filling project cost a huge amount of money, and it was not easy for a big landlord to be rich. She rolled the ends of her hair and was reluctant to sell the remaining raw stones.

After his shift, Ji's father came over with Ji Lao Er and Qin Xiuyuan. The cook, known as Lady Xia, was skilled in cooking small fish. She was adept at preparing local specialties and fried river seafood. Wangshu loved her fried fish wrapped in flour and her braised fish pot. Ever since Lele had eaten there once, he'd come over every two days with his newly written calligraphy in his hand, bringing his family along for a meal.

Knowing his mother-in-law was there, Qin Xiuyuan stopped at the bedroom door and said, "Shu Shu."

Madam Ji forced a smile and left. The man entered the room. The account books were neatly arranged on the small table. He saw her in a white dress with a little rouge on it, applying makeup in front of the dressing mirror. He opened the wardrobe and picked out a brown robe for her to wear outside. He tied it up and said, "It's time for dinner."

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed her pigtails were shoulder-length and half a length shorter. He scowled, "Did you get a haircut?"

"Ah."