Wang Xunda took out the tofu brain again: "Why do you eat this? Tofu brain will be cleaned by eating it."

Song Chenglin hesitated for a moment, took it, and only took a bite: "Oh, it's cold, it's so tired of eating. I won't eat it anymore."

Wang Xunda smiled and picked up the small bowl and pushed it to her: "Eat it, isn't it hot? Eat something cold and it's comfortable."

Song Chenglin got angry and poured a bowl of tofu into the trash can beside the bed: "I said I don't eat it, don't eat it, don't eat it, why don't I understand it?"

Wang Xunda really wanted to get angry, but remembered what Chaoyang and Hongbing said last night that women just had to coax and spoil them. In addition, seeing Chaoyang's gentle face towards him at noon today, he decided to endure it.

After dinner, Wang Xunda had already taken a shower. Seeing Linzi lying down again, he leaned over and said in her ear: "Linzi, there is hot water in the toilet. Otherwise, you go and take a shower. We haven't had that much for a long time."

Song Chenglin lost money again tonight and was feeling annoyed. After hearing what Wang Xunda said, she became energetic: "Okay, I'll let you feel comfortable later."

Song Chenglin took a shower and the two of them rolled together.

Wang Xunda, who was originally very thoughtful, suddenly smelled a scent of sweat on her hair, which made her feel a little uncomfortable, but she still held it deeply.

Soon after he finished, Wang Xunda was exhausted and lay on the bed, thinking that the second brother and sister had a scent of flowers on their bodies, and at noon the sun also had a nice fragrance, just like the smell of soap. But why did he smell a woman's smell of sweat when he arrived here?

Before he could figure it out, he was gently kicked by Song Chenglin's leg: "Sunda, please give me 100 yuan tomorrow."

Wang Xunda said without much energy: "My monthly salary is only over 40, and you will say it for 100 yuan. Linzi, our family is not a bank."

Song Chenglin sat up and said, "Didn't you say you're going to do business with Chengyi's wife now? It's been a month since she's paid you a salary?"

"Linzi, we are going to have a meal together. Last month, Zifan got sick again and went there for dozens of dollars at once. We can't use as much as we can..."

Song Chenglin was impatient: "Oh, don't tell me so much about it. Just say, if you give this money, do you want to give it or not."

Wang Xunda took a deep breath: "If you don't give it, you need money for food, clothing, housing and transportation at home. I can't afford to use it."

Song Chenglin continued to persuade: "Isn't our dad still there? Our dad is in charge of such a big department store, so don't he have food and accommodation?"

Wang Xunda turned over and didn't want to continue talking to her: "Go to sleep!"

Without asking for money, Song Chenglin was willing to do so? He pulled his arm hard: "No, you are not allowed to sleep. If you don't give this money, today you can see if I let you sleep!"

Wang Xunda was in the factory today and helped carry things. She was tired of carrying things for a day. She had just done another exercise and was already very sleepy.

Facing the unreasonable troubles, he really felt powerless. He would come back to buy things and coax her, but she would not appreciate it.

Do some exercise between husband and wife. Others are sweating profusely, but when they come here, they will be sweating profusely.

After he finished, he wanted to go to bed, but he was still making trouble. He simply sat up and said while putting on his clothes: "Will I not sleep?"
Chapter completed!