Chapter 243 Good men don't like to talk, only like to do
Then the two of them rolled onto the bed for some reason. Wen Jiu's back touched the soft mattress. She came to her senses and used all her strength to push Lu Jing and warned him: "It is illegal to violate a woman's will!"
Lu Jing propped himself up on the bed and looked at her with the tip of his nose pressed against her.
When I came back today, I couldn't stop thinking about Wen Jiu calling her husband in front of the principal and the audience. She couldn't suppress the excitement in her heart. It was a little light and heavy, and she really had some thoughts that went against her will.
Now looking at her red eyes and disheveled hair, he was confused and said regardless: "I will surrender myself tomorrow! I will go to jail myself!"
Seeing that he was about to kiss him again, Wen Jiu bit him hard on the arm.
Lu Jing woke up from the pain. The moment he retracted his arm, Wen Jiu raised his hand and slapped him hard!
While Lu Jing was stunned, she turned over and pushed him down, holding his chest tightly and raising her voice: "Don't say that we are not married yet, we can get divorced even if we are married! I won't get used to it.
Holding you!"
Now Lu Jing completely regained his rationality, he was nervous and scared: "We can't leave, we can't leave! I will listen to you in everything, and I won't dare to do it anymore..."
Wen Jiu lowered her eyes slightly and looked at him condescendingly, her eyes seeming to say: Do you believe me or not?
Lu Jing glanced at his chest, where Wen Jiu's slender wrists were touching. In fact, he could easily turn over and resist Wen Jiu's oppression.
But he can't. If that happens, then it's really over.
He obediently gave in and apologized: "I'm sorry, I really know my mistake. Senior sister, please forgive me because I created a wave of momentum for you today. I didn't come here to help your work at all."
None, right?"
"..." Indeed, since Lu Jing appeared, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room has increased significantly compared with the previous few days.
Their eyes met for half a minute, and Wen Jiu's tone softened slightly: "Have you calmed down?"
Lu Jingzhi nodded: "Calm down, calm down."
Wen Jiu then got off of him, got off the bed, and turned to the bathroom to wash her face. She could remember that the lipstick on her face must have been smudged by him hugging her and kissing her just now.
Before leaving, she didn't forget to slap Lu Jing's head hard and cursed: "Asshole!"
Lu Jing sat up, rubbed his head, touched the burning right side of his face, and looked at the tooth marks on his arm.
Real fight in bed (physical damage version).
He looked up towards the bathroom.
The person involved now regrets it, very much.
I have liked her for so many years, and I have long known that she is soft-spoken rather than tough-minded, and I really shouldn't go against her wishes one after another.
If he wanted to come over to find her, she wouldn't be particularly angry even if he discussed it carefully with her and tried to deal with it.
Hey, but sometimes I just lose my mind for no apparent reason.
Not anymore.
His senior sister is not a dodder who can't live without him.
If he resorts to tough measures, both the jade and the stone will perish.
Only with respect and love from the bottom of your heart can you live a lifetime with her.
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Wen Jiu entered the bathroom and took a look. Sure enough, all the lipstick was stained by kisses.
She washed her face, tidied her hair, and then looked up in the mirror to see if there was anything left on her face that had not been washed off.
I accidentally glanced at the smart toilet behind me, and suddenly thought of what Lu Jing said this morning.
The family squeezed into a partition room converted from a toilet...
Her heart tightened, and most of her breath suddenly disappeared.
When two people are together, he doesn't have to obey her in everything. He has already done a good enough job.
He came all the way here because he didn't want others to play husband and wife with her. Although this behavior was a bit childish, he must have a sense of proportion in his heart and he would not delay other things.
Am I being too harsh on him?
Wen Jiu withdrew her gaze and turned around to go out.
Lu Jing was sitting on the bed. When he saw her coming out, he immediately straightened up and put his hands flat on his knees, showing his Marxist obedience.
He apologized nervously: "Yes, I'm sorry, senior sister, I really understand my mistake, and I promise that it won't happen again in the future."
Wen Jiu walked over, hugged his waist, pressed him on the bed, lay on his chest and looked at him: "Is what you said in front of the principal during the day true?"
Seeing that she cared about him, Lu Jing suddenly became less nervous.
He put his arm around Wen Jiu's back, smiled and said, "Of course not, how could I be so miserable... I made it up based on reality."
Wen Jiu then asked: "Is reality better?"
"Better." Lu Jing recalled that time, his voice was low and gentle, "Back then, that man owed a lot of debt. In order to save some money to help him pay off the debt, my mother returned the one-bedroom apartment that was relatively comfortable and rented one.
Clapboard room.”
"But the partition room was converted into a large bathhouse. The original bathhouse was divided into rooms with wooden boards. When sleeping, the man next door snores as if he is talking in his ear."
"That house has tattered tiles on the walls, like a public toilet, but it's really not that miserable."
Wen Jiu listened quietly and interjected: "How big is the room?"
Lu Jing recalled: "About six square meters."
Wen Jiu suddenly felt uncomfortable: "You're so young? How can you live with a family?"
Lu Jing said with a smile: "There was no place to put a table, so my mother hung a board on the wall. When we were eating, we put it down to use as a table, and when we were not eating, we hung it up."
"There was no place to put a bed, so my mother bought a mattress, put it down at night when sleeping, and raised it up against the wall during the day so that people could move around."
Wen Jiu listened quietly and suddenly remembered the first time he went to her home.
She was not familiar with him at the time and asked him if he would get used to such a small place. He said that he had lived in smaller places.
The more Wen Jiu thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became. Why did he suffer so much?
If the adults are okay, this child, who was born rich and has done nothing wrong, will follow the adults and fall from heaven to hell.
Wen Jiu couldn't help but feel sorry for him: "Then you can't bear it? After all, you lived a prosperous life with your parents in Beicheng when you were younger, and then you suddenly fell from heaven to hell..."
Seeing her expression, Lu Jing felt happy. He hugged her tighter and said with a smile: "It's okay. Children are satisfied if they can be with their mothers. But materially, because they have gotten enough before, they are not so good."
I care. Although the house is small, my mother keeps it clean and can provide shelter from wind and rain."
"But it's really annoying in the summer. Because the bathhouse was renovated, there are no big windows and there is a small air outlet at the top. There is no wind at all in the summer. My mother saved money and bought me an air conditioner, but that partition
There are too many people living in the house and too much electricity is used, so the air conditioner cannot be turned on at all.”
Wen Jiu thought about his current house again, each room had large floor-to-ceiling windows.
No wonder he likes big windows so much and likes to open them to let the wind blow in.
Wen Jiu asked again: "How long have your family of three lived there?"
"It's not a family of three, it's just my mother and I who have lived there for more than two years." Lu Jing's tone was still calm, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him, "That person said you can't lose face when doing business, and my mother wants to
He saved money to support me in school, and when he was treating himself, he stayed in a hotel."
Wen Jiu's eyes were sore and swollen. She raised her body slightly, gently touched his cheek, and asked distressedly: "Why don't you ever say anything about these things?"
He never said anything to her.
I never talk about the suffering I have endured.
Just give her positive, positive emotions.
Lu Jing smiled indifferently: "There's nothing to say."
If she hadn't been angry today, he wouldn't even want to say these things, as if he was cheating on her.
Lu Jing raised his eyes to look at her, stretched out his arms to hug her, and kissed her lips gently.
Unlike the violent storm at the beginning, he was very gentle, as if he wanted to comfort her and tell her that she was okay and very strong.
With Wen Jiu caring so much about him, his chest was filled with warmth.
After a while, he let go of Wen Jiu, the tip of his nose touched hers lightly, their eyes met, and his voice was low: "A good man doesn't like to talk, he just likes to do it directly."