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Chapter 8 That touch of tenderness in the middle of the night

After the meal, Su Yi left some untouched food for Yang Jianqiang and froze it in the refrigerator to prevent it from becoming sour over time.

Then put on the scarf and go to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Lao Yang's family now lives in a small house with two stilts in the family area of ​​the steel factory.

Not to mention that the house is old, the space is still very cramped.

However, Su Yi is a woman who loves life very much. Even in such a small and old environment, she still manages her home in order.

The white tiles on the gas stove in the kitchen don't even have a trace of oil stains, which illustrates the problem.

Yang Ling was lying on the sofa watching TV, enjoying the pleasant evening after his rebirth.

CCTV is live broadcasting the grand occasion of Xiangjiang City's return, and the host Luo Jing is broadcasting some details of the return this morning in a serious tone.

Who could have thought that Luo Jing would die young of cancer more than ten years later?

Yang Ling ate glucose and looked at Su Yi who was busy in the kitchen.

For the convenience of working, Su Yi tied her long black hair into a ponytail.

Yang Ling is 175cm tall, and Su Yi is not short either. She is 1.68 meters tall without shoes. Wearing high heels is enough to stand out from the crowd.

Looking at his wife's voluptuous figure, Yang Ling's belly suddenly became angry.

This feeling is very strange. She is obviously my wife, but she feels like a goddess that I have not caught up with yet.

The nightlife of working-class families is not that rich.

Around nine o'clock in the evening, I'm basically ready to turn off the lights and go to sleep.

Yang Jianqiang had not come back at this time, because Jiangcheng was very hot in summer, so Yang Ling took a bath with cold water and lay on the bed.

He was thinking that the skirt he bought had not yet been tried on by Amelia Su.

After Su Yi finished her housework, she walked into the bedroom and saw Yang Ling holding a bag from the department store in her hand.

Yang Ling took out the silk floral skirt and said, "This is for you."

When Su Yi saw this dress, she had seen it countless times in the department store but had never spoken about it. She was very surprised.

She secretly asked the salesperson at the department store about the price of this skirt. A silk skirt cost 400 yuan a piece. She couldn't even think about it.

Unexpectedly, Yang Ling bought it for her today.

Su Yi was happy, surprised, and a little worried.

"Why did you buy such an expensive dress?" There was some anger in the words.

Yang Ling lifted up her skirt and made gestures in front of Su Yi.

"I earned this money today. Life lasts for decades. If you like it, you have to fight for it. There is no need to be so frugal."

"If you believe in your husband, you will definitely make more money!"

Afraid that Su Yi would be worried, Yang Ling just said that the money was awarded to him by the factory as a reward for improving his rebar production technology.

Su Yi felt relieved now. Although she still complained that Yang Ling was very expensive, she really wanted to try on this dress.

Yang Ling talked hard and persuaded Su Yi to accept this gift.

"I'm going to take a shower and then try it on." Su Yi was worried that the sweat stains on her body would stain the skirt.

The conditions in the family area of ​​the steel factory are very difficult.

Although each household has its own bathroom, it does not have natural gas installed. The gas tank in the kitchen is only enough for cooking.

So taking a bath is very inconvenient.

Yang Ling felt better after being rinsed with cold water, but girls like Su Yi couldn't stand cold water.

After she heated the water with a kettle, she poured it into a plastic bucket and poured it over her body to take a bath.

The rustling sound of bathing in the bathroom made Yang Ling's mouth go dry.

Yang Ling turned his head and looked at the bathroom. Although the bathroom window was covered with frosted paper, he could still see the enchanting figure.

Yang Ling swallowed and said mockingly: "Isn't she my wife? What are you curious about?"

Because the space at home is very cramped and there are elders at home.

So Su Yi paid great attention when taking a shower, and basically finished it in a few minutes.

Yang Jianqiang didn't come back until early in the morning today, and Su Yi had a great time taking a shower.

Maybe it's because of Yang Ling's delicious food, or maybe it's because of the expensive gift.

Su Yi was in a very good mood and was still humming in the bathroom.

Seeing his wife so happy, Yang Ling also felt very warm.

After washing, Su Yi put her hair in a towel and walked into the bedroom.

Her face was rosy, and her snow-white skin was also glowing pink.

There is a light fragrance on the body.

This smell is familiar and long-lasting to Yang Ling. It is Biore's shower gel.

More than 10 or 20 years later, this type of old brand can no longer be found.

Su Yi glanced at Yang Ling and saw Yang Ling looking at her blankly, a little strange.

She untied the bath towel she was wearing, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin.

Su Yi is actually a very conservative and shy girl.

But in front of her husband, there is no need for her to avoid anything.

Yang Ling was stunned. He had seen all kinds of women before he was reborn.

But none of those people can compare to Amelia Su in terms of skin, figure or appearance.

And even though Su Yi is very thin, she not only has what she should have in her body, but she is also very material.

Yang Ling's face turned red and he said silently in his heart, at least as big as a c.

If this is the Internet age.

Whether Su Yi is doing live broadcasts or making short videos, she will definitely have a lot of fans.

Even if you don't do anything, just show your face online and marry a rich second generation. It's easy.

Relying on Su Yi's figure and appearance, her marriage to Yang Ling is indeed a marriage.,

Yang Ling felt very lucky to have found such a beautiful wife.

They were both husband and wife, but Su Yi didn't notice that Yang Ling was having random thoughts.

She put on the yellow silk floral skirt very carefully.

Then he looked at himself seriously in front of the mirror.

People rely on clothes. Su Yi is a clothes hanger, and she looks even more beautiful in this clothes.

Yang Ling was stunned.

Seeing Yang Ling's silly look, Su Yi smiled and said, "You look stupid!"

Yang Ling laughed twice and said, "You are so beautiful!"

Yang Ling bought herself a gift. Su Yi was a little moved. She said emotionally: "Yang Ling, when we pay off the foreign debt, we will have a child and live a good life, okay?"

Because the family is very poor now, the two of them dare not think about their children at all.

Yang Ling walked over, stroked Su Yi's hair, and said with a smile: "One child is not enough, we want to have a litter."

Su Yi listened to Yang Ling's earthy love words, and beat Yang Ling's chest with her little pink fist and said: "Now is the family planning, are you waiting so much to be fined?"

Seeing Su Yi's charming and pitiful look, Yang Ling would no longer be a man if he could hold it back any longer.

He hugged Su Yi and kissed Su Yi's cheek.

Su Yi's tears fell. The grievances and hard work during this period were all worth it.

Soon, Su Yi also became emotional. She hugged Yang Ling's waist tightly and said with a trembling voice: "Yang Ling, I..."

Yang Ling immediately picked up Su Yi and put her on the bed...

The girl's fragrance immediately penetrated her heart and spleen. Yang Ling's breathing was rapid, her head was close to Su Yi's neck, and she breathed in the girl's fragrance.

Su Yi is like the tempting delicacy placed on the table. The sweet and refreshing fruit salad in summer makes people unable to help but taste it one bite at a time to enjoy every portion of the sweetness.

Su Yi bit her lower lip with her small teeth, her expression a little nervous and a little expectant.

Yang Ling took action and gently took off Su Yi's skirt.

"Ah..." Su Yi groaned.

At this moment, the door lock rang.

Yang Jianqiang is back.

Yang Ling wanted to take further action, but Su Yi pushed Yang Ling away with a blushing face.

The houses in the family area of ​​​​the steel factory are small and simple. Yang Ling's bedroom door is still the most ordinary wooden door with horizontal strips, which is not soundproof at all.

There was a little noise in the room, but it could be heard very clearly outside.

No matter what she did, Su Yi would never do such a shameful thing when others could hear her.

She quickly sat up, got dressed, and said, "No, dad is back."

Yang Ling was not willing to let Su Yi go, so he threw Su Yi onto the bed again.

Su Yi's face was shallow. She was afraid that her father-in-law would hear her shout out, which would be too embarrassing.

"Okay...change...another day..." Su Yi said pitifully, her face almost wet with water.

No matter how domineering Yang Ling is, he can't not consider the girl's feelings. What's more, he knows that this is Su Yi's first time and he can't do it in such a hurry.

Then he stood up and held Su Yi in his arms.

Su Yi gave Yang Ling a peck on the cheek and said, "I'll get dad some food. You go to bed first."

Yang Ling was moved for a while, where could she find such a well-behaved and virtuous daughter-in-law?


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