After the female supporting character in the quick transmigration series realized her mistakes

Time flies by like a white horse galloping past a crack in the wall; in the blink of an eye, two months have passed.

Wen Yi and Cheng Qingsong persevered through the difficult period when they first started working, when they were overwhelmed, had backaches, neck pains, and buttock pains.

Their bodies have gradually adapted to the current intensity of their work.

Early in the morning, a urging male voice came through: "Xiao Yi, are you done yet? It's almost seven o'clock!"

Cheng Qingsong waited for Wen Yi at the door. Seeing that she hadn't come out for a while, he called out to remind her. Wen Yi had just finished dressing and casually braided her hair into a pigtail.

Wen Yi was annoyed by his urging and said in a bad tone, "Why are you in such a hurry? I haven't even finished combing my hair yet!"

"When you first started working, you were much more proactive than me. Why are you getting more and more slow now?" Cheng Qingsong lowered his voice, afraid that Wen Yi would hear him, or he would get scolded again.

Wen Yi's temper has been like a volcano lately, ready to erupt at any moment, so Cheng Qingsong dares not provoke her easily.

Cheng Qingsong carried the bicycle downstairs, got on, and the two headed towards the factory.

On the way, Wen Yi asked Cheng Qingsong with great joy, "Did we get paid tonight?"

"Yes, I heard from the factory that we get paid tonight, but we can have a day off tomorrow!"

The thought of receiving her salary made Wen Yi as excited as a little rabbit. Sitting on the back of the bicycle, she danced around excitedly: "When I get paid, I'm going to buy pretty clothes and Dabao face cream. I've been working so hard lately that my face looks like a haggard old woman's."

"I want to buy lots and lots of delicious food!" Wen Yi clenched her fists tightly, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Cheng Qingsong smiled and nodded in agreement: "Okay, okay, I'll buy them all."

When I arrived at the factory, my colleagues were all talking about getting paid, and the whole factory was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

Soon it was time to leave work, and the boss's wife walked into the workshop carrying a bag full of envelopes.

He shouted loudly, "No overtime tonight, tomorrow is a holiday, take a day off. Those who want to collect their wages, come and collect them now!"

After receiving their wages, the two tidied up their work area, took their clean lunchboxes, and hurriedly left. When they left, there were still people working next to their workstations.

They were so excited after receiving their wages that they couldn't sit still and had to go home to carefully count how much they had earned.

Looking at her beaming face, Cheng Qingsong couldn't help but smile as well.

As soon as the two arrived home, they couldn't wait to check their wages. Wen Yi quickly walked to the table, sat down, pulled out a chair next to her, and gestured for Cheng Qingsong to sit down as well.

She opened the envelope; inside were five dark blue 100-yuan bills; one brown 50-yuan bill; three 10-yuan bills; one 5-yuan bill; and one 1-yuan bill.

Wen Yi counted carefully and exclaimed in surprise in a low voice, "Our combined salary is 586 yuan! Wow, that's so much in the first month!"

Wen Yi straddled Cheng Qingsong's lap with great excitement, and couldn't help but kiss him. Not satisfied, she then vigorously rubbed his hair.

"I'm so happy to receive my first month's salary. I'll definitely work even harder from now on."

Cheng Qingsong didn't want to spoil the mood, but he couldn't help but remind him: "On average, it's only 293 per person."

Wen Yi lightly slapped his head with her jade hand and said coquettishly, "Stop talking such discouraging things. 293 is already a lot, okay? Our first month's salary was low because we were new to the job and inexperienced. The second month's salary will definitely be higher. When we go back to work after the holiday, we'll have to work harder."

As she spoke, she wriggled restlessly on Cheng Qingsong's lap.

Cheng Qingsong was in the prime of his life, full of vigor and vitality. With Wenyi rubbing against him like this in his arms, and the two of them in a private room, his suppressed desires burst forth like a flood.

Wen Yi felt the hard object between her legs. Although she was still not very enthusiastic about it, the electric shock-like, tingling sensation that made her tailbone tingle occasionally still made her somewhat tempted.

She gazed into his eyes and, without thinking, kissed him.

They embraced tightly, their breathing quickening once more.

After two months of getting to know each other, their initial awkwardness has now deepened, and they have made considerable progress in their sex life.

It's no longer about blindly working hard without any skill.

At least Cheng Qingsong knew how to arouse Wen Yi's affections without making her dislike him. His long, slender hands gripped Wen Yi's waist tightly, and because he was so engrossed, his hands wandered around unconsciously.

The thin calluses on her hands felt like sandpaper, making Wenyi's skin feel slightly uncomfortable, but still bearable.

Cheng Qingsong gently carried her to the bed next to him. The faint footsteps and voices outside the door, like a light veil, perfectly covered the low breathing and soft moans of the two people in the room.

It took them almost an hour to get dressed.

The two were initially a bit emotional, but thinking that this was a rare opportunity, they still wanted to stroll through the bustling night market.

Wen Yi's body has not fully recovered yet, and she walks a little awkwardly. When Cheng Qingsong saw this, he hugged her tightly and gently pecked her a few times.

Then they closed the door and went to the night market hand in hand.

Throughout the journey, their hands remained clasped tightly together, as if glued together, never letting go. They discussed going to eat first, and then going shopping for clothes.

They came to Zhejiang Province from their hometowns and hadn't had a chance to properly explore such a bustling place before throwing themselves into work without stopping, so they weren't familiar with their surroundings.

Upon arriving at the night market, they were greeted by a sea of ​​people and a dazzling array of goods on the stalls. Since the two of them hadn't had dinner, they needed to find a place to eat.

"There are lots of people eating there, and there are empty tables. Let's go take a look."

As Wen Yi spoke, she pulled Cheng Qingsong toward that area. When they passed the fried rice stall, Wen Yi stopped again, her eyes drawn to the oily, fragrant fried rice. She drooled, and her gaze toward Cheng Qingsong conveyed two words: she wanted to eat it.

Cheng Qingsong smiled and said, "Shall we go take a look at the others?"

Wen Yi: "Okay."

When Wenyi passed by the mala tang shop, she couldn't move her feet. The food looked so appetizing, and the bright red color made her want to eat it all.

"This spicy hot pot looks really delicious. Shall we eat here?"

"Okay, then I'll go next door and buy a fried rice."

When Wen saw that he was going to eat fried rice, she immediately frowned and looked very unwilling.

She frowned and said coquettishly, "Ah~ you're leaving? I'll feel so embarrassed here all by myself. I don't even know how to order food, and with so many people, I'll be scared."