Deputy Commander Ning's home is at the end of Wutong Avenue, the family compound of the military region.

In the most secluded and quiet corners.

The morning light passed through the gaps in the leaves of the sycamore trees, and through the white curtains, it shone into the snow-white walls opposite.

The birds chirped in the treetops outside the window, asking and answering, and seemed to be singing a cheerful song to each other.

Ange was woken up by the "flirting" between the birds, and she opened her eyes and stared at a corner of the ceiling.

When she first woke up, she was so vague for a moment that she didn't know when and where she was.

In the two days of marriage, she felt this way.

Although she had been reborn for several years, she had become accustomed to her current state, but since she had intimate physical contact with the man next to her, An Ge felt that she seemed to be different again.

What is the difference, she can't tell, just vaguely feel.

The room was quiet, except for the sound of Ning Jiashu's shallow breathing and the ticking of the alarm clock on the bedside table.

An Ge looked back at him and sighed helplessly.

Last night, it was a big toss until the middle of the night, which made her body extremely tired, and her legs didn't seem to be her own, but her mind was very clear, this was the room of the Ning family.

And it was the first time she spent the night here as the daughter-in-law of the Ning family, and according to the rules she knew, the new daughter-in-law should get up early on the first day, wash her hands and make soup.

She gently pulled her arm out from under Ning Jiashu's body, relieved her breath, and lifted the thin quilt on her body.

Ning Jiashu suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her.

How can there be a little sleepiness in the bright and hot eyes?

An Ge was stunned for a moment, why does this person always say that he wakes up when he wakes up, he is still asleep one second, and he is as clear as a god the next second.

"Why did you wake up so early?" Ning Jiashu muttered, narrowing his peach blossom eyes and looking at her with a smile.

An Ge remembered that he said the same thing yesterday morning, and then there was another storm, tossing himself to the sky and the earth, his heart trembled, and he hurriedly stopped: "Don't mess around anymore today, this is at your parents' house." ”

Ning Jiashu turned over, lay on the pillow, and stared at her with bright eyes.

His black hair covered his forehead, and he was a little more innocent than usual, and after listening to her words, he laughed and said lazily: "I told you yesterday that my parents' greatest wish for us is to have a child, and we are arresting the revolution......

An Ge's face turned red, glared at him, and staggered up from the bed: "Don't talk about this, how old am I, I'm about to have a baby, so what about my movie?"

"Keep acting, and I didn't say that I wouldn't let you act in movies, what does this have to do with having children. Ning Jiashu put her head on the palm of her hand, and watched her stand unsteadily on the bed frame, looking down for her clothes scattered all over the place.

"What if you're pregnant? An Ge found his clothes and said as he put them on.

"If you're pregnant, if you're pregnant, if you're not pregnant, you'll continue to act in your play, why are you thinking so much now. Ning Jiashu disagreed.

"I don't want to think so much, it's you...... It's always that talking. An Ge leaned on the bed frame and said hatefully.

Her back and legs ached, and she could barely stand on her feet.

Someone is lying on the bed, but he looks refreshed and well-fed.

"I'm not comforting you, you're always cautious, you don't dare, you don't dare......" Ning Jiashu said.

"I don't dare at any time, I don't dare at that time. An Ge gave him a blank look.

This person just makes excuses for himself.

Ning Jiashu suddenly stretched out his arm, pulled An Ge to the bed again, approached her, lowered his voice, and teased him with a slight flirtation: "Is it? Then I asked you to scream last night, and you refused to live or die...... Look, my lips are about to be bitten......" said as he gently brushed his fingers over An Ge's lips.

Ange: "......"

She looked away from him, but the beautiful picture of last night lingered in her mind, and his dark eyes were as dark as the sea, with scorching hormones and all kinds of tenderness.

Sexy and pure.

There were ripples in her heart, and it was like a feather gently tickling her nerves.

Ning Jiashu lowered her head, her deep eyes stared at her, and she saw a layer of redness slowly floating on her fair face, like a peach blossom slowly blooming in the warm spring sun.

His Adam's apple moved, his eyes deepened, and he felt strongly that a part of his body was quietly awakening again.

His arm around her shoulder tightened again.

An Ge raised his eyes and glanced at him, looking at his dark eyes, knowing that it was not good, he hurriedly struggled to turn over and stumbled up from the bed: "I don't listen to your nonsense here, I have to go downstairs to cook breakfast." ”

Ning Jiashu grabbed a vacancy, and in desperation, he had to lean on the head of the bed and hummed: "It's not dawn yet, are you so positive? Isn't there Aunt Yuan?" ”

"......" An Ge looked at the orange light and shadow on the curtain, glared at him helplessly, and muttered in a low voice: "Aunt Yuan is Aunt Yuan, if I sleep lazily today, I won't be able to raise my head in your house." ”

Ning Jiashu smiled helplessly, he didn't refute, he knew that An Ge was heavy-minded and thin-skinned, and he refused to let his temperament come by his parents anyway, so he gave up.

"Well, since you're not sleeping, there's no point in me sleeping alone...... I'll get up too, and I'll cook breakfast with you. Ning Jiashu said and jumped up from the bed, and swaggered into the bathroom under An Ge's blushing and heartbeat gaze.

He had to take it easy for himself.

An Ge touched his face, it was so hot that he could cook porridge.

She sighed and began to fold the quilt to make the bed, the crumpled, wet sheets that she couldn't leave to anyone else to tidy up anyway.

When she cleaned up the bed, Ning Jiashu came out of the bathroom, only surrounded by a large bath towel, and there were still crystal clear droplets on her wheat-colored skin, which slowly slid down along the neat eight-pack abs.

An Ge opened his eyes, took out a clean shirt from the closet, and handed it to him: "Hurry up and wear it, don't get cold." ”

Ning Jiashu looked at the flush on her face, stretched out his head, and pecked her lightly on the lips, "Thank you, wife, it feels good to have a wife who cares." Read the latest chapters, stay tuned