After being beaten by the woman so strongly, Zheng Lin unconsciously took two steps back and then hugged the person in his arms with force, as if he couldn't feel the pain from his chest.

The two hugged each other tightly, quietly feeling each other's heartbeats, conveying deep longing in their hearts, and no one spoke first. At this moment, time seemed to be still.

But there was an intriguing fat group in the room. It had not seen Zheng Lin, a poop shoveler for a long time, so it shook its head and squeezed between the couple, rubbing it constantly on Zheng Lin, and screaming "whimper" in its mouth.

"Okay, stop rubbing, go to bed quickly." The fat group was so crowded that it was almost unable to stand steadily, Sang Ye had to let go of the hand wrapped around the man's waist and patted the fat group's big head with warning.

Zheng Lin rubbed fat ball's big head, pushed it aside, and walked into the room with his wife's hand.

The couple sat face to face on the bed and looked at each other speechlessly. They obviously had a lot of intimate words to say, but when they saw each other, they felt that everything they said was unnecessary and they just wanted to keep watching.

Noting the dust and tiredness on the man's face, Mang Ye felt very distressed and stood up and said, "I'll go to the kitchen to cook some hot water. You can take a bath first to relieve fatigue!"

Zheng Lin had no objection, stood up and said, "Go for your husband."

Sang Ye looked at his sleeping daughter, then looked at his tightly held hands, letting the man stay and look at his daughter and couldn't say anything, so he smiled and nodded.

The couple snuggled up and sat at the stove, with the jumping fire reflecting their faces, red and warm, just like their current mood.

"I will not leave again when I come back this time, right?" Sang Ye leaned against the man and asked softly.

"Well, I won't be there for the time being..." Hearing the carefulness in his wife's tone, Zheng Lin felt ache in his heart and put his arm tightly on his wife. He originally wanted to tell her that maybe he wouldn't go far again in the future, but he was not completely sure, so he disappointed her and didn't say anything.

Sang Ye didn't know what the man was thinking, but he heard that he would not leave for the time being, and the smile on his face became a little brighter: "That's good. If you walk for another half a year, you will miss the first time Tangyuan'er walked and spoke for the first time."

Zheng Lin felt more and more guilty, and kissed his wife on the forehead and hugged her deeply.

But Sang Ye thought of something and sat up and looked at the man up and down. Seeing that there was nothing on the surface, he asked directly: "Have your injuries healed? It's only mid-month now, don't you say you'll get home at the end of the month?"

Zheng Lin froze all over and slowly raised his right hand: "It's all right, nothing is wrong."

Sang Ye gave the man a blank look and reached out to strip the man's clothes: "Who wants to see your hands? Don't think I don't know that you were seriously injured at that time and could not write a letter with a pen in person to let someone write it on his behalf."

Unexpectedly, his wife would use this trick. Zheng Lin hurriedly rescued her clothes from her hands and smiled apologized: "My wife, it's not a serious injury, it's all cured, otherwise she wouldn't have rushed back in advance for her husband."

Sang Ye didn't believe it at all. Seeing that the man was not allowed to see him, the more he was sure that he had suffered a serious injury during that period, his eyes surged out. She shook her hands into fists, punching him one by one: "Bad guy, you are a torturous bad guy, and you still want to lie to me..."

"Yes, yes, you are a bad guy for your husband, don't cry..." When the sword of the chest did not make Zheng Lin frown. At this moment, looking at his wife who was crying, Zheng Lin felt sobbing in his heart and kissed her cheeks one by one.

The salty mouth filled his heart with guilt, and he wanted to beat himself hard to vent his anger on his wife just to let her stop crying.

One cried without hesitation, the other coaxed patiently and gently. After a while, the kitchen gradually became quiet, leaving only the intermittent sobs of the woman and the gentle words of the man.

Just as the water in the pot was boiling, mulberry leaves temporarily gave up looking at the wound. Zheng Lin not only felt relieved, but looked at his wife who didn't even look at him, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, knowing that this level would not be better.

Sure enough, when the two of them came to the bathroom, Mang Ye proposed to help the man take a bath.

Zheng Lin couldn't do so, so he had to take off his clothes one by one in front of the woman.

Although I knew that the man had been seriously injured, when Mang Ye saw his chest and abdomen, tears gushed out again. Especially the chest that had not yet fully healed and was still wrapped around the cloth belt, which stimulated her eyes even more.

"Does it hurt?" Sang Ye trembled and stretched out her hand. When she was about to touch the tape, she shrank back, for fear of causing the person to hurt, but her tears were even more fierce.

It has been two months since the wound has not completely healed. How could Mangye not have imagined how dangerous the situation was at that time? It almost never saw this man again.

"It doesn't hurt, Ye'er, it doesn't hurt for your husband. As long as you don't cry, it doesn't hurt for your husband..." Zheng Lin held his wife's face with care and lowered her head and kissed her tears again. For him, no matter how serious the wound is, it can't resist his wife's tears, and he doesn't want her to cry.

This time, Mangye quickly stopped her tears. She pointed to the bathtub that was less than one-third of the depth of the water and said, "Sit in, I'll wash it for you."

Zheng Lin did not refuse and sat in as he spoke. The wound that had not been completely healed happened to be exposed and there was no water.

Sang Ye picked up the handkerchief and gently wiped the man's body with hot water, carefully avoiding the wound.

Zheng Lin looked at his wife without blinking, his heart full of love.

There was only the sound of water left in the room.

After taking a shower, the two of them snuggled up and lay on the bed, without sleeping for a long time.

Zheng Lin stroked his wife's back one after another and asked about the big and small things that had been born at home after leaving home. Mang Ye picked up dumplings and said it carefully, and took over the "good things" that the Fu family did and the ending.

After finally waiting for someone to come back, she didn't want him to worry about those who were not worthy of his time.

Zheng Lin naturally noticed his wife's intention, but did not chase him and asked in detail, but just asked Dahui curiously. Before he left, he clearly released the fat group, but he didn't expect that after he came back, this guy would have a bear that was exactly the same at home.

Sang Ye thought these things were quite interesting, so he explained the causes and consequences in detail, and finally said with a smile: "Fat group is so big that I am so delicious. If you have something delicious, you will definitely give half of it to Dasha. It looks so sour."

After hearing this, Zheng Lin couldn't help but smile and said, "I heard you say that, the fat group seems to have raised Da Hui as a wife. This is great. If Da Hui doesn't want to leave, let's raise it. Maybe it won't take long before our family can add two little bear cubs."
Chapter completed!