After resting at home for a long time, before going out in the afternoon, Rong Yan went back to the bedroom dressing room and looked carefully in the mirror for a while.

There is a red mark on the lower part of the neck, and the collar of the clothes he wears is not low enough to cover it.

Rong Yan was worried that he would be seen inadvertently, so he found a box of concealer to cover it.

After removing the threads and coming out of the hospital, Rong Yan sent a message to the hospital leader asking when she could go to work.

The reply was to let her continue to rest at home.

Rong Yan was a little puzzled, he would definitely not be able to enter the operating room with the director during this time, but he could complete other work.

The two were walking in the supermarket, she looked at the man pushing the shopping cart and asked, "Did you tell the hospital leader to let me rest longer?" ”

"No, I only talked about the medical trouble."

As for the rest, it is none of his business for those leaders to realize it themselves.

Rong Yan didn't believe it, and stared at the man suspiciously for a while.

Fortunately, I really didn't say anything at the time, otherwise I would have been weak at the moment.

Wen Jingchu let her look at it frankly, and the corners of his mouth tugged slightly, "Wife, I guarantee with my personality that I really didn't let the leaders of your hospital give you a few more days off." ”

"Since people let you rest, take a good rest, life is long, and the working hours are very long, isn't it good to have a holiday?"

"What's more, you were injured in the line of duty, and you should take care of your body at home."

Rong Yan smiled softly, "You used to be a workaholic, and I don't believe these words came out of your mouth. ”

There were many people on weekends, and other customers passed by, so Wen Jingchu took her to his side.

"You said that in the past, when you didn't have a wife, you focused on your career, but now at this age, your family is the most important."

Now he just wants to be able to stick to his wife every day.

Rong Yan walked with his left hand hooked the man's arm.

Think about it, Wen Jingchu is now thirty years old, and many men have started a family at this age, but very few can reach his position.

If you are not talented and intelligent, and you don't have an excellent family background, many people are just ordinary people.

And Wen Jingchu accounted for both.

But Rong Yan admired but did not envy, she knew that Wen Jingchu's early years were not easy.

Since he was a child, he was trained by his grandfather and father as a successor, and he was not free in his words and deeds.

When others were young and fun-loving, he was already studying and working in the group.

Only when you have power can you take control of your life.

Thinking of this, Rong Yan suddenly said, "If I have children in the future, I hope to be a daughter and not have to live so tired." ”

If it is a boy, he must also be raised as a successor, like his father.

The daughter is much happier, with Wen Jingchu's father to protect her, she can live a worry-free life for the rest of her life.

Wen Jingchu looked sideways at her and understood what she was thinking, "Mrs. Wen, if it's because I have such thoughts, then let me tell you, I don't feel very tired. ”

"On the contrary, I feel very grateful for my previous efforts to be able to give you a good life."

The two walked around the supermarket and chatted casually.

Wen Jingchu always spoke slowly, slowly and logically, revealing that he saw life and life very thoroughly.

"If she gives birth to a daughter, she is qualified and interested, I will do my best to train her to take over the family business, and I will not be partial because she is a daughter, and her life should be chosen by herself."

Hearing this, Rong Yan didn't know how to respond for a while.

She knew that Wen Jingchu was an open-minded person, but she was still disturbed by his words.

In their circle, parents will love their daughters, but it is their sons who take over the family business.

Unless it is the only daughter in the family, the parents have no way to hand over the family business to their daughter, in this case, she knows the Yan family.

Wen Jingchu walked to the toy area with Rong Yan and picked out a few toys that the little boy loved to play with.

Rong Yan reached out and took a set of building blocks, "A three-year-old child, you can exercise his ability to think and do things." ”

The man laughed, "I don't know if his parents have cultivated the habit of sleeping alone." ”

"If I'm not mistaken, my little nephew has just turned three years old, and he is still a little early, and he can slowly cultivate around four years old."

The smile on the corner of Wen Jingchu's lips faded a little, and he raised his eyebrows casually.

Doesn't it mean that he can't sleep with his wife for the rest of his days?

After a pause, Wen Jingchu asked in a deep voice, "Is it okay to sleep with Aunt Xiang?" ”

Rong Yan took him to buy some dog food for Dudu, and understood what he meant when he heard this.

glared at him coquettishly, "The child is afraid of life, and it is strange to leave his parents to go to a new environment, you, who are an uncle, don't sleep with him, and push it to Aunt Xiang?" ”

"I only asked, when I didn't say."

Rong Yan didn't care about him, thinking that the sanitary napkins at home were gone, so he said, "You pick up the things that are dudu, I'll go over there and have a look." ”

"I'll go with you."

Wen Jingchu glanced at it and took a few bags, "It loves to eat this." ”

"Okay."

It's the first time he's been to the supermarket, and he's used to have someone deliver to his home.

When she came back from the hospital, Rong Yan said that she was going to the supermarket, so he accompanied her.

It feels good, with my wife, everything I do is plain and warm.

Looking at the shelves on both sides full of sanitary napkins of various brands and types, Wen Jingchu didn't know about it before, but he only knew some after living with Rong Yan.

He followed Rong Yan's side very frankly to help her find the brand she was used to.

When I got home, it was nearly evening.

The two came back from buying vegetables in the supermarket, and tonight Wen Jingchu cooked, and Rong Yan took Dudu outside for a walk.

After dinner, Wen Jingchu came out of the kitchen after washing the dishes, and went upstairs to look for her without seeing Rong Yan.

In the cloakroom, Rong Yan lifted his clothes to his waist and looked at the full-length mirror.

Hearing the footsteps, he turned his head and asked Wen Jingchu, "Do you think I'm fat?" ”

The man walked behind Rong Yan, hugged her waist close to him, and rubbed his palm on her soft stomach, "It's just right, not fat." ”

He was telling the truth, and he didn't mean to coax her.

Rong Yan has a slender and well-proportioned figure, a slender and delicate figure, thin where it should be, but not thin.

I lost some weight because of my work before, but after marriage, I asked the dietitian to adjust her meals and slowly raised her.

Rong Yan didn't believe it, so he took his hand and took a special tape measure to measure it, "My God, I'm really fat, sure enough, people can't be lazy." ”

Behind him came the man's low, pleasant chuckle.

"Mrs. Wen, you have just eaten enough, are you sure that the current amount is accurate?"

"You don't understand, I didn't have this number after I was full before."

After staring at her as if she was facing a great enemy for a while, Wen Jingchu felt funny and persuaded, "It's really not fat, but I think it's just right now, I used to be too thin." ”

Looking at the man in the mirror with slightly raised lips, his ink-colored eyes gradually became dyed with strong lust.

He lowered his head and dropped a kiss on the side of her ear, and there was a hint of hoarseness in his deep voice, "The flesh is good, and the touch is better." ”

The hot breath penetrated into her ears, and it was ambiguous.

Rong Yan's face was hot, and he tried to maintain the composure on his face, and walked forward, widening the distance between the two.

"It's all your fault, if you hadn't asked Aunt Xiang to stew soup for me every day, I wouldn't have gained weight, and I wouldn't look good in a cheongsam."

There was no restraint last night, Wen Jingchu took care of her body and restrained the greed in her heart.

Greedily hugged her and let go, proposing, "Do you want to come with me to the gym to exercise?" ”