The cannon fodder of Quick Travel got what he wanted

I have to say that Cheng Jiayang is indeed a good cook. It is impressive that he can make home-cooked dishes that Tang Qiaoyin thinks are pretty good.

Without hesitation, he gave him a few sincere compliments, and Cheng Jiayang's fighting spirit became even higher. "I will practice more in the future and cook more delicious dishes for you."

Tang Qiaoyin doesn't like cooking, so it's really good to have a capable and virtuous husband at home.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, I, I, I can do it too!" Xiaojiu was unhappy. What about it?

Isn't it more capable than Cheng Jiayang?

"He can warm my bed..." Tang Qiaoyin glanced at Xiaojiu and said, "You can't."

Xiaojiu:...

Xiaojiu was now coy, pouting her lips, sticking out her butt, trying her best to seduce, and said coquettishly: "If Your Highness doesn't mind, I can do it~"

"Get away from me, you pervert!" Tang Qiaoyin slapped Xiaojiu away without hesitation, feeling so disgusted.

Xiaojiu, who was lying upside down in the yard, was autistic. Woo woo woo, what was wrong with him?

"Don't work so hard. Health is the most important thing. I see you are very thin. Eat more." In order to keep the dead grass alive, Tang Qiaoyin poured nutrient solution into it.

She put a nourishing pill in the water at home. If you don't take care of your health now, you will suffer a lot when you are old.

When one is well fed and well clothed, one will think about sex. Tang Qiaoyin deliberately did not stay in the study room today. He took a shower, put on his pajamas, and sat at the head of the bed to draw the design.

She is naturally talented, and having experienced so many worlds, she has a great aesthetic sense, and she has endless inspiration for designing clothing patterns. She can draw more than ten pictures in an hour.

Finally, Cheng Jiayang came out. If Tang Qiaoyin hadn't known that he had been fiddling with toiletries in there for a long time, he would have suspected that he was masturbating in there.

It was the first time that Cheng Jiayang wore pajamas of such high quality, and he was a little uncomfortable. Tang Qiaoyin had instructed him to wash his underwear, which resulted in him being completely naked underneath.

Tang Qiaoyin couldn't help laughing when he saw him walking in an odd way, and asked him why he walked so strangely.

Cheng Jiayang's face flushed and he was speechless.

Tang Qiaoyin looked very serious, and it didn't seem like he was teasing him on purpose, otherwise, he would really think that the other party was deliberately not letting him wear it.

If I had known I would have left one. It was chilly underneath and I was not used to it.

Of course Tang Qiaoyin felt that it was not wearable, and the new ones he bought had to be washed.

When choosing clothes, so many hands touch them all over, and there are many invisible bacteria.

Cheng Jiayang knew that Tang Qiaoyin loved cleanliness and was a bit of a germaphobe, and in this respect, she was in sync with him.

Tang Qiaoyin soon understood why Cheng Jiayang had a red face and remained silent. He was not wearing any clothes!

Well, it’s really not her fault.

It’s because Cheng Jiayang doesn’t have many clothes to wear, and the ones he can wear are all full of holes, which makes my eyes hurt just looking at them.

Just let him throw it away, who knows, there will be no extra underwear.

Cheng Jiayang had overheard Cheng Jiaqi's noises many times, and whenever the couple were busy with daytime activities, he was the most skilled at it, making noises that hurt his ears, and the noises were so loud that he always had the illusion that the walls were shaking.

You are at the age when you are full of vigor and vitality, so you must not be too tortured and solve it yourself.

Having the picture in your mind is one thing, being on the actual battlefield is another.

Tang Qiaoyin softened for once and let Cheng Jiayang start.

"It's okay, don't worry, just take your time..." Tang Qiaoyin almost couldn't hold back his laughter. Gosh, gosh, gosh, a grown man actually doesn't know how to do it.

Fortunately, it was dark and Cheng Jiayang couldn't see Tang Qiaoyin's expression clearly, otherwise, he would have really become autistic.

The more people urged, the more anxious they became. The less Cheng Jiayang urged, the more anxious he became.

He has been busy for most of the day, but I don’t know what he is busy with.

"Puchi~" Tang Qiaoyin really couldn't hold it back anymore, she had a good look in her eyes.

Before the process even started, Cheng Jiayang was already sweating profusely, just like someone who had just finished a day of mining in Africa.

Cheng Jiayang remained silent. It was the first time he felt so socially awkward in front of the person he liked. He really wanted to dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

He buried his head in her neck and refused to get up.

"Just laugh, don't hold it back..." Cheng Jiayang was still worried about her. Let her laugh. It didn't matter if she was laughed at. After all, it was just the two of them. It didn't matter if he was laughed at by his wife.

Even though I was thinking this, my face was still burning, like a steaming brown sugar bun fresh out of the oven.

Tang Qiaoyin stopped hiding his smile and laughed for a long time before taking the initiative and saying, "Learn from this well~"

Cheng Jiayang finally realized the joy of having a wife. He didn't expect the art of sex to be so enjoyable. No wonder Cheng Jiaqi likes to do it every day.

The next day, neither of them got up. Tang Qiaoyin took a rare break and stayed in bed.

Cheng Jiayang was somewhat skeptical about his life. He rubbed his aching waist, and tremblingly went to the toilet while holding on to the wall. A man who wanted to be strong all his life would not show his incompetence in front of the woman he liked, and whispered "Shashasha" in the toilet.

Yesterday's commotion seemed to have gone too far, and what he couldn't understand was why his wife's physical strength was as good as his? Even slightly better than his?

Is he too weak?

It hurt when I touched both sides of my waist. I looked in the mirror and found bruises on my waist.

Cheng Jiayang's ears were ripe and hot. His wife was too strong. Look how she had hurt his waist.

It must be that his wife loves him too much, that’s why she was so affectionate with him last night. This is the evidence of their love!

He lay back down and was hugged by Tang Qiaoyin. "Sleep more. There are only two of us at home, so there are no so many rules."

Cheng Jiayang had wanted to get up to make lunch for his wife, but when he heard this, he lay back down obediently.

He turned over obediently and slept closely with his wife.

It was rare for him to have such free time. At the Cheng family, he had to get up before dawn to make breakfast for the family. After finishing breakfast, he had to go out to chop firewood, then go to the fields to tend to the crops. He would come back at noon to make lunch, rest for half an hour, continue to hoe the fields and plant vegetables, and in the evening he had to cut grass to feed the pigs.

After feeding the pigs, I cook dinner, and after dinner I boil water for the whole family to take a bath. This is how the day passes.

He was free now, but the Cheng family was in chaos.

No one made breakfast, no one fed the pigs, no one watered the vegetables in the fields, no one boiled water for bathing, and the firewood was almost used up, but the family didn't notice. When Liu Guihua asked Cheng Jiamei to work, she had just lit the fire when she realized there was no firewood.

It is very hot in summer and you will sweat even if you don’t move.

There was no hot water, so I had to use cold water for the whole night.

Children cannot take a bath for fear of catching a cold.

As a result, Cheng Jiaqi, a man in perfect health, took a cold shower and got a fever the next day.

Well, the eldest grandson hasn’t been cured yet, Cheng Jiamei and Cheng Le have to spend money on medicine for diarrhea, and the younger son also has to spend money to go to the hospital for intravenous drip.

It was just a dozen dollars, and Liu Guihua felt so heartbroken.

The last time Cheng Jiamei and Cheng Le ate pastries, they had diarrhea and fainted in the middle of the night. They were sent to the hospital for examination, which cost a lot of money.

That night, Liu Guihua beat and scolded her for a long time, saying that she was a spendthrift.

Cheng Jiamei was so angry. It was obvious that Cheng Le was also a spendthrift, but her mother didn't say anything about Cheng Le and only scolded her.

Resentment gradually arose. She had not felt the difference between men and women before, but after her elder brother passed away, this difference became apparent.