Quick Travel: A max-level boss, chase your husband online

Thinking of it, I asked.

Mr. Xun indeed began to ask about this matter, "Mr. Sang, how do you get along with your wife on weekdays?"

He asked for advice and taught it to his son.

His son's current relationship with his wife...it would make me cry if I talked about it too much.

Now if we can get some help from He Xuqing to ease the relationship between husband and wife, that would be a great thing.

"what?"

Mr. Xun's question really made He Xuqing not sure how to answer, "My wife and I just get along normally."

"I heard that your parents-in-law have returned to live in the town and won't they live with you?"

"Yes, the wife made a promise to me before I married her."

"Isn't it your request?"

"no."

He Xuqing shook his head slightly in confusion, "My wife brought it up on her own initiative, saying she was afraid that I wouldn't get along with my mother-in-law and father-in-law."

Mr. Xun:......

"You and your wife have been married for several months, and your wife has no intention of accepting a husband?"

"No."

He Xuqing continued to shake his head with a simple face, "My wife said that I am enough for her. She looks down on the vulgar fans outside. She also said that I have a weak temper and is afraid that someone will come into the house and bully me."

Mr. Xun:......

"You're not pregnant with the child yet, are you? Neither your wife nor your father-in-law are urging you to do so?"

"Don't rush me."

He Xuqing smiled lightly, "Originally, my father-in-law urged me through a letter, and my wife said there was no rush. Giving birth to a child too early would be bad for my health. I don't know how my wife persuaded me, but my father-in-law never urged me again."

Mr. Xun:......

"Later I asked the doctor, and the doctor said that it is really not good for men to have children too early, and they should at least wait until they are in their twenties."

He Xuqing continued.

Mr. Xun was so shocked that he didn't want to speak anymore.

He thought that he had lived a pretty good life these past few years. He was married to the right person, his wife was not a womanizer, he only had two servants in the house, his children were filial, and his parents-in-law had a good relationship.

But compared to He Xuqing... there is no comparison.

How could there be such a wife in the world?

Mr. Xun looked at Sang Qingjiu in disbelief, and then at He Xuqing.

He finally understood.

He Xuqing didn't have any means at all, he just had a good life.

If you are lucky, you will meet a wife who loves you, is a gentleman, and has a bright future.

If you are lucky, you will meet a pair of parents-in-law who do not make trouble and listen to advice.

I just don’t know if this kind of treatment can last a lifetime.

Mr. Xun thought about it, but he didn't say such unpleasant words, so he changed the subject to talk about something else with He Xuqing.

The four of us had a meal by the creek.

Watching He Xuqing eat a meal, Sang Qingjiu couldn't help but stare at the posture, and Mr. Xun couldn't help but feel sour in his heart.

envious.

So envious!

Forget it if there is no comparison, but if you compare it to your own wife, she becomes a scumbag. She is old, indifferent, and average-looking...

Hey ~

Why didn't he take care of a wife like Sang Qingjiu in the first place?

After eating, watching the sun slowly coming over, the group planned to disperse.

Just after taking two steps, He Xuqing suddenly tilted his feet and tilted his body uncontrollably to the side.

"oops."

He exclaimed.

Fortunately, Sang Qingjiu reacted quickly and pulled the person into his arms, "What's wrong?"

"I seemed to have stepped on a rock just now."

He Xuqing bent slightly, hissed softly, and looked down. There was a strange-shaped pebble hidden quietly in the grass, which was difficult to detect with the naked eye.

"Does it hurt?"

"My ankle hurts a little~"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sang Qingjiu reached out and hugged him, "It's because this pebble is ignorant, how could it hit my husband's foot? It's not good for your feet to walk. I'll take you down the mountain to see the doctor. ."

"Yeah, it doesn't hurt very much. It shouldn't be a big problem."

He Xuqing's face turned red with embarrassment, and she whispered in Sang Qingjiu's ear, "Master Xun and Mr. Xun are still watching."

"So what? You are my husband, there is no harm in giving you a hug. I would not trust you if I leave you to someone else."

Sang Qingjiu coaxed him warmly and led him quickly down the mountain.

Xun Ling and Xun Fulang behind her were stunned.

"I heard earlier that Sang Qingjiu doted on her husband. This is not pampering. Is this supporting the ancestors?" Xun Ling couldn't help but complain.

Mr. Xun's eyes were full of envy, "Master Sang really loves her husband."

Look what she said.

He could even say something like "Shi Zi'er is ignorant", but he really meant that he didn't make any sense in front of his husband.

Such a partial favor...

The old couple followed slowly down the mountain.

Not long after, Sang Qingjiu took He Xuqing into the carriage and asked the driver to hurry back to the capital.

In the carriage, she lowered her eyes and gently pinched his ankle and touched it.

The moderate force made his ankle feel itchy. He Xuqing couldn't help but laugh twice, "My wife, stop pinching, it's itchy~~~"

"Let me check you and make sure you don't hurt any bones."

Sang Qingjiu said seriously, but the soft hand touched his calf.

"My wife, have you finished checking?"

"not yet."

Sang Qingjiu still looked serious.

And He Xuqing looked at her hand that was about to reach her chest, and couldn't help but raise her hand and slap it away, "I hurt my foot, but it's not hurt here. Don't touch it."

"You can't say that. What if your sprained foot hurts your muscles and bones? Are the meridians all over your body? Then should I check your whole body?"

At first glance, this statement... doesn't make sense.

He Xuqing glared at her and said, "That's unreasonable."

Sang Qingjiulang laughed out loud.

It took about half an hour for the carriage to arrive in the capital.

Sang Qingjiu took He Xuqing into the medical clinic and saw that the problem was not serious, it was just torn off, and he would be cured at home in two days.

After taking the medicine, she took He Xuqing home. After dinner, she said she would give He Xuqing medicine.

He Xuqing didn't suspect anything. He lay on the bed obediently, exposing a pair of slender and graceful long legs. "My wife, the smell of this medicine is not very good."

"really."

Sang Qingjiu responded and asked again: "Did you have fun today?"

"good."

"There's a game later, do you want to play?"

"what game?"

He Xuqing looked at Sang Qingjiu with curious eyes, "Is it fun?"

"It's fun, very fun."

"That can."

He Xuqing nodded his head and saw Sang Qingjiu's eyes changed. He suddenly felt faintly flustered.

"My wife, what kind of game is this?"

Sang Qingjiu smiled mysteriously. After applying the ointment, he took a red rope with a bell from his sleeve and tied it to his injured foot. The other end of the red rope was tied to the bedpost.

At that moment, He Xuqing seemed to understand.

"My wife, you, how could you..."

His eyes were now like the clear stream he saw today, as if they could make waves.

As soon as his foot moved, the bell rang loudly, causing his neck to turn red.

That look is really rare.

How could Sang Qingjiu endure this? He rushed over without saying a word.

Then there was only a whimpering begging for mercy heard in the room, intertwined with the ringing of the bell, which was particularly ambiguous.