Chapter 32

The drizzle was pouring down, falling on the tiles and dripping from the eaves.

The wind chimes by the window fluttered in the wind and rain, making a crisp and pleasant sound, and the rustle of the bamboo forest came into the bedroom.

Nature's lullaby, so inspiring to sleep.

A little bit of needlework poured into the eaves and shattered on the roses on the windowsill.

Little Christine was studying at her desk, the tip of her pen rubbing against the pages of paper to make a pleasant writing sound.

Sometimes she would fall into thought because of a problem, and when she was caught in thought, she would put a pen to her chin and look at the distant mountains covered with clouds and fog in the distance.

The distant mountains can only see the vague outline, but it does not affect its majesty in the slightest.

Little Christine's room was as simple as ever, the style was monotonous, there were no gorgeous and extravagant decorations, and it seemed that simple and tidy enough could satisfy her and not think about it anymore.

Even if the man behind her is happy to pay for her, she is still the thrifty and optimistic girl of Matila.

Because she knew that he liked a thrifty woman like his mother, the more she saved, the more the man would feel indebted to her, and the more willing he would be to give her money.

"Rustling—" The green ocean of bamboo forests rises in the wind and rain.

The cool breeze outside the window carries the fragrance of the earth, fresh and pure, and you feel that the whole person has been purified when you take a breath.

Putting down the expensive pen, little Christine looked at the little man with her back against the head of the bed, her upper body naked, and her muscles showing out in the air.

The man's peaceful eyes were half-narrowed, his gaze was downward, and he was writing to correct her homework, his expression was calm and focused.

Vaguely, it gives people a feeling of a god overlooking the world, and the dark pupils have no joy or sorrow, no desire and no desire.

Little Christine's face was slightly red, she was pressed on the bed by such a strong and masculine body every night.

The man loves her meekly getting into the quilt, kissing and kissing his perfect chest and abs over and over again, narcissistic and domineering, and really treats her like a pet.

Three minutes later, Zhang He finished correcting the last paper.

There are more than 20 test papers at the head of the bed, Zhang He is very strict with little Christine's teaching, so strict that little Christine feels aggrieved, after all, Zhang He loved her so much before, and he was obedient to her, for fear that she would be a little unhappy.

"Little Christine comes over and tells me which university you want to go to. ”

Little Christine paused and then slowly turned her head, her golden pupils were shining, and she looked at Zhang He happily.

She told Zhang He a few days ago that she wanted to take the college entrance examination next year, but Zhang He never responded, so she wanted to surprise her today.

Zhang He had an encyclopedia of magic universities on his lap, which detailed the top 50 magic universities in the world.

Even if little Christine's academic performance is extremely poor, but she really wants to study, Zhang He can also let her study in the world's top magical university through Huasha and Claire's relationship.

Little Christine happily sat down on the edge of the bed, but after looking at Zhang He's smiling expression, she pursed her lips shyly and pecked Zhang He's side face.

After kissing, he immediately got into the quilt and looked at the album side by side with Zhang He.

Zhang He was naturally unsatisfied, but he didn't want to spoil the warm and quiet atmosphere at this moment, so he held little Christine's buttocks with his palms, put her on his thighs, and imprisoned her with both hands.

Little Christine's body was tense when she was lifted with one hand, but after sitting down, she slowly relaxed and leaned lazily on Zhang He's chest.

Zhang He untied the silk hairband for little Christine, so that a strand of rose-blond slightly curly long hair naturally fell to her forehead and covered her golden bright eyes.

Zhang He stretched his hands into the hem of her white shirt, and his thick palms pressed against her snow-colored abdomen, pressing on the position of her little belly button, comfortably feeling the ups and downs and temperature of her lower abdomen.

Little Christine quieted down, not missing a word, flipping through the album page by page.

She wanted to choose a university that was closer to home, closer to this one home

At sunset, when the sunset shines into the bedroom at dusk, she can't restrain herself, as long as a man appears in the bedroom, she can't help but want to be kneaded and loved by him, want to ask him for a kiss in his arms, and linger with him until dawn.

Seeing that little Christine's expression was extremely focused, Zhang He was careless and didn't take care of it.

Gliding a little bit down the two perfect arcs that were constantly narrowing downward, his movements were cautious, trying to pretend to be casual as much as possible, for fear of disturbing little Christine, the owner of the garden.

Little Christine's body suddenly tensed, and her beautiful buttocks unconsciously lifted back, as if electrocuted.

After relaxing, she slowly turned her head and looked at Zhang He with very calm eyes, with a trace of indescribable loss in her calmness.

There was not a trace of tears in his eyes, and his usually watery eyes were dim at this moment.

Little Christine didn't seem to believe that Zhang He would do such a thing that disappointed her, she trusted him so much, but he disappointed her and made her disheartened.

She couldn't accept it, but she knew that she couldn't resist at all, so she could only choose to bear it silently, so she closed the album and put it aside.

Zhang He hurriedly withdrew his hand, kissed little Christine's neck, and kept apologizing to little Christine, hoping to get her forgiveness.

"Brother Zhang He naturally didn't dare to refuse if he thought of little Christine, and Christine didn't hate Brother Zhang He, so there was no need for Brother Zhang He to apologize to me, Brother Zhang He was not wrong. ”

Little Christine's dull eyes made Zhang He's heart ache, knowing that her actions might evoke the painful memories that her uncle-in-law had brought her, so she promised not to make any more mistakes.

I won't touch it again until I get married.

An hour later, little Christine's eyes were shining again.

She took the initiative to put her hand over the man's palm on the outside of her belly, and took his hand under the hem of the shirt, covering her lower abdomen to keep warm.

Zhang He breathed a sigh of relief, little Christine's temper was still soft, she was never angry for more than an hour, and she still cared about him very much.

Even if it's not the first time he's made today's "mistake".

It's also good, pure and lovely during the day, extremely sticking to the bottom line of principles, and being enthusiastic and generous at dusk, more active than him, so that he can make up for the dissatisfaction of the day at will.

Zhang He doesn't think that little Christine is schizophrenic, because little Christine is very stubborn and listens to her mother's teachings.

I decided that I couldn't do that kind of shameful thing during the day.

She was taught not to be intimate with men during the day, she was taught by her mother.

Her mother told her that if she really loved her man, he would be willing to respect her.

He understands, how can he not understand.

......

At sunset, Zhang He's soul returned from thousands of miles away.

He opened his eyes and saw little Ellen teaching little Christine.

Curtains and wind chimes swayed in the wind, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on their hair, obscuring their silhouettes.

Ye Xiaoxue walked in with three bowls of lotus root noodles.

One bowl for Ellen and one bowl for little Christine.

A bowl, she and Zhang He ate against each other.

As long as Ellen is here, Yexiaoxue is a virtuous young woman 95% of the time. Because she knew the weight of Ellen in Zhang He's heart, she knew that she couldn't give her a bad impression.

If Zhang Pingcheng's father-in-law is here, then Ye Xiaoxue is a gentle girl who is thrifty and thrifty 100% of the time.

is obedient to Zhang He, even if he is scolded by Zhang He, he will nod his head and bow down, and dare not be a little disrespectful.

June was pregnant and still went to the kitchen to cook wood, do laundry and wash dishes, and behaved like a girl who was so good that it made people feel distressed.

If only Zhang He is there, then it will be different.

The bamboo pole is used as a whip, and Zhang He is called as a cow and horse.

Smoke it when you're in a good mood, smoke it when you're in a bad mood, and it's okay to find trouble.

Just to see Zhang He dare not be angry or speak, powerless and helpless, and coax her to be happy.

Especially after she became pregnant with the child of his old Zhang family, every time he made love to her, he was extremely cautious.

That slow pace was a great pleasure for her, an obsession for her, and a torment for him.

It's so uncomfortable to look at him.

Especially knowing how much he loves her and her children, but he has to accept it, and he doesn't dare not accept it.

She was refreshed, extremely happy, and felt like she was in the clouds.

I want to torture him like that for the rest of my life.