After the military marriage, the stupid beauty wants to run away from her husband

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when Zhang Yuwan arrived at the army. She felt carsick. It was the first time she experienced the feeling of carsickness.

The car's shock absorption is not good, the seats are not very comfortable, and the road conditions are even worse. Song Changzhou and Han Bin took turns driving and never stopped.

Driving into the family quarters, we saw that Song Changzhou lived in a building with two floors per household.

He had just been allocated this house a few days ago; he had previously lived in a dormitory. The temporary house wasn't much decorated, but he had asked a few comrades to clean it up, make a bed, and tidy up the kitchen.

The most outrageous thing is that Song Changzhou asked someone to renovate a bathroom in a secluded location, which contained a toilet and a bathtub.

It was rare for him to get so much done in these few days. The bathroom was a bit more complicated, as the renovations weren't finished yet. The sewer pipes in the yard had just been laid, and most of the yard had been pried open. The potholes hadn't been filled in yet.

Workers come to work every day, and their yard is never locked. They just push the door sideways and it opens.

This time, Song Changzhou did not make any excuses. He looked at the pale-faced Zhang Yuwan and carried her in a princess carry. He took a long step into the yard, walked along the edge, on the intact road, and walked around the wall into the living room. Han Bin followed him all the way, carrying a lot of luggage.

Zhang Yuwan was numb, so forget it, let him do whatever he wanted! Almost every time he hugged Han Bin, he was the audience.

There was only a table, a few chairs, and a face towel rack in the living room. It was empty and not much better than the educated youth camp!

Song Changzhou put Zhang Yuwan on a stool, took off his coat casually, and glanced around the room. Although it had been cleaned two days ago, it was still dirty.

Song Changzhou is a mysophobe. He won't go to bed until his room is clean. He said to Zhang Yuwan, "You must be tired! You should take a rest first. I'll go boil some water. You can take a shower later and then go to bed."

Han Bin put down his things and said with great tact, "I'm going back first. I'll take the car. You can apply for a car tomorrow. I'm leaving, sister-in-law. I'll come visit you when your house is ready!"

Zhang Yuwan forced himself to stand up, holding onto the table. Song Changzhou's big hand held him down, "You don't need to rest! I'll see you off."

Okay, if Song Changzhou likes it, make more.

Zhang Yuwan took a good look at their new home. Although the second floor had a yard, it was not very large. There was an empty room between the living room, kitchen and bathroom on the first floor, which Zhang Yuwan thought could be used as a study.

The bedroom should be on the second floor. I don’t know if there is a toilet on the second floor. It would be convenient if there is. Otherwise, the room on the first floor is too small to be used as a bedroom.

Song Changzhou sent Han Bin away and turned into the kitchen. Zhang Yuwan heard the sound of water pouring and knew that Song Changzhou was boiling water.

When he came out of the kitchen, he was holding a basin in one hand and a rag in the other and started to wipe and clean.

Zhang Yuwan watched him work efficiently and quickly and knew that he did this often.

Zhang Yuwan is also a person with mysophobia, but he is not very good at housework. He has always had an aunt at home since he was a child.

If my aunt happens to take a few days off, her house will become a mess. Although it is not dirty, she always has the habit of throwing things around.

Her father is a tidying maniac. He categorizes his favorite things and keeps detailed records of them because he likes collecting.

But she doesn't look like her father at all, and is a bit like her mother's carefree style.

Except for her jewelry, bags and shoes, which are arranged neatly, everything else is messy, especially her clothes.

Her father may have a parent-child filter for her. When other people's rooms are messy, their fathers are disgusted, but her room is messy and her father never dislikes it and will help her clean it up.

For example, her father doesn’t like to go into her mother’s room, and her father can’t help but clean it up but is scolded by her mother.

The three members of their family all have somewhat abnormal personalities.

Zhang Yuwan, who doesn't like to work, has a habit of watching others work, especially when they do it in an easy and organized manner, which is quite stress-relieving.

In the past, when I was alone, I would watch videos of people tidying their rooms and cleaning while eating.

Zhang Yuwan watched the performance live today. Song Changzhou was wearing a white shirt with his sleeves rolled up high, revealing his muscular forearms. The muscles on his shoulders made the shirt look nice, and the curve when he squatted on the ground was very sexy.

Zhang Yuwan's eyes followed Song Changzhou wherever he cleaned. It would be more entertaining if he worked without wearing a shirt.

Zhang Yuwan had never seen this track online before, but the reality show in front of her made her fantasize about it a little more.

Song Changzhou didn't raise his head, but he was very sensitive to the external environment. He knew that the girl's eyes had never left him. He finished cleaning the last piece.

After going to the kitchen to clean up, he walked straight to Zhang Yuwan and said jokingly, "This is the only piece left at home that hasn't been washed."

Zhang Yuwan thought about moving to another chair to make room for him.

Song Changzhou tapped Zhang Yuwan's small nose and said, "You haven't washed it yet!"

Zhang Yuwan rolled her eyes at him. "Why don't you just wipe yourself with a rag? If you love working, work harder. Don't act like a big shot in front of me just because you got married. Then you'll be like a big shot and treat me like a housemaid."

Seeing her fierce look, she really didn't hide her thoughts at all. She clearly didn't want to work, but she said it out loud and pushed it to him in a fierce manner.

Song Changzhou ruffled Zhang Yuwan's hair with his big hands, and the touch was very good. "Alright! I won't be the uncle, I'll be the nanny, and you will be the aunt!"

Zhang Yuwan was annoyed. She reached out to open his hands that were on her head and looked at him angrily.

She was ready to argue, and Song Changzhou said, "The hot water is ready, do you want to take a bath?"

Take a bath! "Yes!" She had never taken a bath since she came here, but she didn't expect Song Changzhou to prepare a bathtub.

Forget it, just forgive him!

"Can I take a bath every day?" Little stars appeared in Zhang Yuwan's eyes.

It would be nice to have some essential oils or bath bombs and scented candles.

Watch another drama, it's perfect.

"Oh, right, hurry up and look through my luggage. There are skincare and haircare products in there. Help me get them out. Do you have any large bath towels at home? Well, forget it if you don't have any!

Light a candle for me! I have some perfume to spray. Forget it, do it yourself!

Zhang Yuwan rolled up his sleeves and did it himself, thinking that men would only slow him down.

The inheritance that Zhang Yuwan inherited from the original owner contained a lot of high-end skin care products. It was very wise of her to take them out in advance.

Zhang Yuwan couldn't wait to open the package and began to search without waiting for Song Changzhou to do anything. The girl hummed a tuneless song while searching: "I love taking a bath, my skin is so good, oh oh oh ~ oh! I found my babies! Come to mommy! Mua ~ mua ~"

He shook his head and hummed a little tune as he took out a set of clean pajamas.

She didn't notice at all that Song Changzhou's dark eyes were becoming deeper and deeper. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he lowered his eyes to look at her.

Everything was ready. Zhang Yuwan took Song Changzhou's hand and shook it, then raised her face and said in a coquettish and angry voice, "Can you please hurry up and prepare some water for me? I haven't had a bath in a long, long time!"

Song Changzhou's voice was hoarse, "Yuwan, you are injured now and it is inconvenient. Let me help you take a bath!"