Chapter 115: If you're hot, take off your clothes; once you take them off, you won't be hot

After Zhou Ma left, Zhang Xuemei was still unconvinced and asked:

"Mingyuan, why did you give her a month's wages? Is money burning a hole in your pocket?"

"I see you're very spirited, so save money in the future and don't hire a nanny."

Lu Mingyuan put away his wallet, his tone cold, and the look he gave the other party was as if he were looking at something dirty.

Zhang Xuemei was so angry that she took off her hat and threw it at her husband's back, hysterical, shouting like a shrew:

"What do you mean, why can't I hire a nanny for the family, I will hire one!"

She had finally climbed to her current position; if she had to do everything herself, what sense of superiority would she have?

"Lu Mingyuan, are you still thinking about that dead person!"

Zhang Xuemei asked the question she was most panicked about in her heart.

"So what if I am? She is Shen Qingluo, she is not that dead person!"

Lu Mingyuan turned around, his eyes deep, emitting astonishing killing intent.

"This is the first and last time; I don't want to hear any disrespectful words about Qingluo from your mouth. If there is a next time, we divorce."

Shen Qingluo, these three words were like his reverse scale.

The one thing he regretted most in his life was taking in the orphan of a comrade-in-arms.

And then, while taking care of her, she seized the opportunity to climb into his bed.

Clearly, he didn't have the slightest intention, yet it led to a huge mistake!

Originally, he should have had a wife who loved him, a pair of cute and excellent children; his life shouldn't have been like this...

Qingluo, she must hate him very much, right?

She must be laughing at him for living his life like this, right?

Zhang Xuemei moved her mouth, tears burst out first, and she fell silently onto the carpet.

So, in his heart, she could never compare to Shen Qingluo!

That's right, how can a living person compete with a dead one?

In Zhang Xuemei's heart, she became more and more certain of what she wanted...

On the Lin family side, Old Man Lin received a package fed by an old friend.

Inside were quite a few pieces of kelp; this stuff made pork rib soup incredibly fresh.

There were also several bags of dried shrimp, dried razor clams, and dried salted fish.

He didn't see any wedding candy, but considering the package weighed over thirty catties, he reluctantly accepted it with a smile.

"Dududu—"

After seven o'clock in the evening, he turned the telephone keypad and made a long-distance call to the cadre convalescent home on the Sea Island.

After some waiting, he finally heard the voice of his old friend—

"Old Lin, did you receive the package?"

"Hahaha, received it, thanks."

"Why be polite, you're the one who really steps up when there's trouble; I keep your kindness in my heart. How about it, why not come to the Sea Island to convalesce? Ever since I came here, I feel my body is much lighter, my blood sugar and blood pressure have both dropped, and I can even do the Eight Brocades, it's really not bad."

"Really or fake, you're not bragging, are you?"

"When have I, Lu Changjun, ever bragged?"

"Is it really that magical? Then I have to go over and take a look."

"Welcome, I've met a little brother here; his luck at fishing is poor, he's always 'air-force' (catching nothing), but his character is trustworthy, we'll play together when you come~"

"Good, good, good, then I'll tell my son, I'll pack my bags and come over to join you soon."

"That's fine, don't bring too thick clothes, just bring two thin jackets, short-sleeved shirts, and pants; the temperature here is suitable for all four seasons, just a little cool at night~"

"Done, I'm most afraid of the heat, just right to go over and escape the summer."

"Believe me, coming over is definitely the right choice; I'll treat you to wine when the time comes, brewed by my granddaughter herself."

"Good, good, good, then I must go..."

After Old Man Lin hung up the phone, his mind flew away.

Listening to Old Lu's tone, life on the Sea Island was quite interesting.

Just by listening to the voice, one could feel a long-lost vitality.

It seems the conditions on the Sea Island are suitable for convalescence; he'll go and experience it first, and if it's good, he'll pull other old friends along!

At the same time, as the in-law of the children and grandchildren, Old Man Pei also received a package sent from the Sea Island.

The sender was Lu Changjun, so he knew what was going on.

After opening it with scissors, sure enough, a salty fragrance hit his nose.

Seafood, dried shrimp, kelp, wakame, dried razor clams, dried small fish, and shellfish meat.

Everything was packed completely, and one look showed it was done with great care; weighing it, it was forty or fifty catties!

Inside was a letter written by Lu Changjun.

"Brother Pei, hope you are well. Our grandchildren have successfully married; you can come to the Sea Island for a vacation when you have free time in the future. I will take you around the Sea Island, and I have prepared good wine, waiting for your good news."

Tsk, who can withstand this.

Old Man Pei thought of the thick medical books and notes in his study, then thought of the recently stalled medical book writing, and thought about going out for a walk to relax his mood; maybe there would be new gains?

Just right, go out and see his eldest granddaughter who had been away from home for many years, and see how her medical skills were now.

By the way, he remembered his old friends Old Xue and Old Pan.

Hmm, how about, together?

Old Man Lu, who was "casting a wide net" everywhere, didn't know that his little brother and old big brothers were passing the word, mobilizing collectively, and were packing their bags, arriving at the Sea Island in a few days...

Rumble—

On the Sea Island, thunder suddenly sounded in the middle of the night, followed by raindrops tapping on the tiles, the sparse sound very helpful for sleep.

Inside the house, dark fragrance floated, Jiang Ye hugged the person in his arms tightly, carefully covering his wife's right ear with his large palm.

It was nine out of ten that it would rain on Qingming Festival; sure enough, it rained in the middle of the night.

Thinking that he would be leaving for a while on Monday, the reluctance for his wife in his heart bloomed like ink at the bottom of his heart...

If there were a spell that could shrink his wife and hide her in the pocket over his heart, that would be great.

Shen Man wasn't sleeping very peacefully, feeling so hot, her body like it was on a furnace, tossing uncomfortably, trying to escape the heat source.

"What are you hiding from?"

"Be good, lie still."

"Are you hot?"

"You can't kick the quilt."

So noisy, Shen Man pouted, aggrievedly covering her ears tightly.

It's so hot!

In the dim room, the two people's breaths intertwined and wrapped around each other, and even their breathing couldn't help but produce a feeling of irritability.

The man's night vision was very good, and his dark eyes gradually became stained with desire.

Since it's hot, let's do some noise-reducing exercise.

Gentle kisses, from top to bottom, like raindrops, densely and airtightly soaking every inch of territory...

Shen Man, who was still being roasted in her dream, inexplicably felt a dangerous sense of oppression.

Dazed and kissed awake, her hands subconsciously pushed against the man's chest, her crow-feather-like curled eyelashes trembled, blinking uneasily, "Hot."

"If you're hot, take off your clothes; once you take them off, you won't be hot."

In the darkness, Shen Man couldn't see the other party's expression, but the hoarse voice full of desire came to her ears, and her heartbeat skipped a beat.

Before going to sleep, hadn't they already done it once, twice?

Why now again...

"Are you uncomfortable?"

"..."

Shh...

The night is still long, and so is the spring rain. ===== CHAPTER 116 =====

The night is still long, and so is the spring rain.