When Ma Liu returned to Fenglinyuan's home, he always felt a little restless. Although the feeling of being followed was gone, he always had a bad premonition. He originally wanted to pretend to be nothing in front of Qin Wanxue, but found that Qin Wanxue also frowned and sat on the sofa in a daze.

Qin Wanxue is wearing a woven bathrobe. Her hair has just been tidied and curly hair is draped over her shoulders, giving people a lazy feeling. Perhaps because of her recent nourishment by Ma Liu, Qin Wanxue looks more mature, but her goddess-like temperament has not decreased at all, making any man unable to help but think of being offended at first sight.

Qin Wanxue has always been a bit average in bed, just like the rigorousness at work. It is a bit difficult to make her cooperate with Ma Liu's tone like a little fish, but Ma Liu does not force it. Every woman has her own beauty. Only Ma Liu can understand the taste best. If you really want to evaluate who you want to do it with, it is probably difficult to find it. When you think that you can push Qin Wanxue like a goddess under you at any time, if you want to, you can push her down at least a few times a night, and even enjoy different feelings in different environments, Ma Liu is a little happy, and a sense of superiority arises unknowingly.

If the four girls of Qin Wanxue, Xiaoyu, Alisha, and Shen Menghan are brought back to Shiqi Hutong in Shiyan, will Zhao Da’s family be surprised? Will Zhao Da’s daughter-in-law, who has always been rated as a beauty by the township, be ashamed of herself and dare not come out to meet people? And will the neighbors have blind dates and will the elders leak out?

This is a way for Maliu to entertain himself often. When he is free, he yearns for the future and is particularly comfortable. In the past, he saw someone having a mistress, but Maliu was so envious and jealous that he wanted to win 50 million one day, and then he also had a few beauties to play with. But now he is no longer envious, no longer jealous, and he doesn't even jealous, because he already has three wives and four concubines, so he just enjoys it, very enjoying it.

Sitting next to Qin Wanxue, Ma Liu said with some concern: "You must rest early in the future."

Qin Wanxue glanced at Ma Liu, leaned her head on Ma Liu's shoulder, and showed a coquettish tone for the first time: "I can't sleep."

"But this is not good for the baby!" Ma Liu coughed twice and said.

Qin Wanxue's face turned red, and she felt Ma Liu's hand stretching into the hem of the bathrobe again, gently caressing her slightly raised belly, and she couldn't help but feel a little emotional and desire slowly grow from her lower abdomen. This is how women, either don't break the place, and once they break the body, they will eat the marrow and know the taste, and they will easily develop sexual desire.

The two of them leaned against each other but did not do anything romantic, such as naming their children together. These things are still a little too early to do, and the atmosphere is a bit warm. However, they both have some worries and seem to have some sense of mutual affection. They suddenly said in unison, "You have worries."

After looking at each other, they all felt that this was really a tacit understanding. Ma Liu smiled and said, "It's something to do with the Eighth Master recently. It's probably targeting me." Qin Wanxue said, "The soldiers come to block the enemy, and the water comes to flood the soil, and we really don't take our old Qin family seriously. The so-called thin camel is stronger than the horse. Grandpa called tonight, telling you not to be afraid of your hands and feet, and do whatever you should do. If something happens, he can help you wipe your butt now, and it's hard to say in the future. But I always have a bad premonition, as if something is going to happen."

Ma Liu was speechless, feeling a little moved, and doubted that it would be a new year after New Year's Day. People above could not keep dragging things on. The best way is that something happened to Mr. Qin suddenly happened, otherwise the superior would not allow him to stay in that position. According to age, Mr. Qin really should have come down. Most of the time, he would arrange for him to have a free job in retirement.

She dared not tell Qin Wanxue what she was thinking, so as not to make her mood more difficult to control. She is pregnant now, unable to get angry, and cannot always have any worries. That would be bad for the child.

Ma Liu said, why don’t you sleep together? Qin Wanxue said, I really don’t want to sleep. Or, let’s see if you practice calligraphy. I haven’t seen you write for a long time. Ma Liu said it was okay, but his hands were a little unfamiliar. Don’t laugh at me if you don’t write well. Qin Wanxue smiled and said, don’t be modest. The old men in the military region were amazed by the words you gave to my grandfather last time, saying that if you are engaged in calligraphy, you will definitely be a celebrity in the calligraphy world in ten years, and said that you have the potential to become a real calligrapher, but I think your current calligraphy is very distinctive and better than some calligraphers.

With a embarrassed smile, Ma Liu and Qin Wanxue returned to the room. Of course, it was the room where Ma Liu and Xiaoyu lived. Except for the wedding photo taken by Ma Liu and Xiaoyu on the wall, everything in the room remained the same as half a year ago. Speaking of this wedding photo, the boss's wife asked Qin Wanxue to help get it back. At that time, the woman was very gossiping and enthusiastic for half an hour. In the end, Qin Wanxue smiled and said nothing, and then came back with the photo. She was so angry that the woman almost vomited blood. She was kind-hearted, but she never expected that Qin Wanxue would be a donkey and fuck her lungs.

Pen, ink, paper and ink are all of the best goods. Qin Wanxue gave it to me. Ma Liu knew how much it cost. But he didn't say anything grateful. Qin Wanxue grinded ink, and Ma Liu drank two sips of old wine and wrote a song by Grandpa Mao's "Qinyuanchun-Snow". The dragon and phoenix dance really have the style of Grandpa Mao. Especially when he wrote about the romantic figures, Ma Liu's expression was devoted, his pen was heroic, and his words were so powerful that he could not speak, which made Qin Wanxue almost obsessed with it.

Throwing the pen, Ma Liu didn't say anything for a long time. Looking at the maple forest under the dim street lights outside the window, listening to the cold wind blowing the branches, Ma Liu seemed to suddenly fall into memories.

Qin Wanxue stared at Ma Liu obsessedly, and didn't say anything. After a long time, she realized that she remembered her life in Shiyan before?

Ma Liu nodded and sighed, I remembered that when I was a child, my mother loved to let me write this poem. My mother was very strict with me. Although life was very hard and I couldn't eat enough, she still tried every means to buy me ink, paper and inkstone. Of course, it was not so good now, but street stall goods, but the pen was a good pen. My mother said that the pen was given by a friend. If it was sold, it was worth a few dollars. My mother lightened the ink she bought with water, and then put a large bottle for me every time, so that I could finish writing the ink in the specified time period. But I always secretly dumped the ink when she was not paying attention. At that time, I was ignorant. Until one day, my mother beat me up and then started crying silently, and I was really sensible. So now I can write a few words. The teachings given to me by the old lame man only account for three points, and seven points are still my mother's.

Credit, thinking about these things is like what happened yesterday. Every time I write, I always think of the old lame man. You didn’t read his brush and calligraphy. It’s much better than me, but I always forgot my mother. You said, am I not a good thing? My mother said that you should not forget your roots in life. She gave too much for me and did not ask for my return. She said that being a mother should give her son, but I think I should still repay her. Some people say that everything can be waited for, but filial piety cannot be waited for. Everyone knows the ancient saying that the son wants to be filial but his parents are not here, but how many people still remember filial piety. The pace of life is getting faster and faster. Everyone is busy with their own affairs. Even if they take some time to recall, they think it is a waste. So, including me, there are too many animals in this world. People who forget their parents are not called animals?

Qin Wanxue felt extremely heavy when she heard this, but she could only hold Ma Liu's waist with both hands and rest her head on Ma Liu's not-so-wide back. She felt that she felt a special sense of security at this time. From the initial curiosity about Ma Liu, to the later trying to enter Ma Liu's world, to today, Qin Wanxue actually had a hard time walking, but after entering Ma Liu's world, she often felt a little distressed.

Looking back, Ma Liu's eyes were a little red, and then he carried Qin Wanxue to the bed, and tossed and rude on Qin Wanxue, making Qin Wanxue hum and scream for a long time. However, Ma Liu rolled to the side, but did not fall asleep. He sat on the bed, immediately smoked a cigarette and lit it, and then let Qin Wanxue rest his head on his chest.

Qin Wanxue's movements were gentle, and her right hand drew circles on Ma Liu's chest. At this time, Qin Wanxue's goddess-like temperament disappeared, replaced by the gentle and gracefulness that only a little woman had. She said in a whispering voice, Husband, do I really don't understand the charm?

Ma Liu smiled, touched Qin Wanxue's head, and combed it casually for a few times, then he said, no, a woman like you is like a goddess. If you really understand the charm, you will lose some taste.

Finally a smile appeared, Qin Wanxue gently kissed Ma Liu's chest.

Ma Liu suddenly restrained his smile and said, "Do you miss your grandpa?"

Qin Wanxue nodded and said, "I think I'm very much."

Ma Liu sighed, then take time to see him!

Qin Wanxue hesitated for a moment and said, OK, wait until I handle the matter at hand, and I will take time to see him. Do you want to go with me?

Ma Liu frowned slightly and said: OK.

It was already past two o'clock in the middle of the night, and Qin Wanxue's mood seemed to calm down. She leaned her head in Ma Liu's arms and finally fell asleep in a deep feeling. Ma Liu couldn't sleep no matter what. He didn't want to go to war with the Eighth Master now, but things would not develop as he imagined, so he had to go to war.

When Qin Wanxue woke up in the morning, Ma Liu still maintained that position, put one hand on her head, and still frowned in her sleep. Looking at Ma Liu's haggard appearance, Qin Wanxue suddenly felt a little bitter in her heart. She felt that Ma Liu was really bitter, and this kind of suffering could not be expressed, and could only be buried deep in his heart. This was even more bitter, so bitter that she couldn't help but want to cry.

Tears fell one by one, and finally couldn't help but cry loudly. Ma Liu woke up and just patted Qin Wanxue on the back and said softly: "Silly woman, don't cry."
Chapter completed!