Reborn in the 1980s, remarried and followed a soldier, the ungrateful wretch cried with regret.

Chapter 671 Miss you

Chapter 671 Miss you
"Wife, I miss you!"

Since his wife came back, Qin Wenhuo hasn't had sex even once.

The main reason is that my wife works so late every day.

He works so hard every day, he's not an animal.

Now that he knows his wife is off tomorrow, he really misses her, after all, he's been holding back for so long.

His beloved wife lay beside him every night, yet he did nothing.

Do you really think he doesn't want to?
No, he actually craves it every night.

When he's not around, he doesn't even think about it every day.

But with her by his side, he wished he could die on her body.

When Fu Mingxue saw his burning gaze, she knew what he was talking about.

My face instantly became very hot.

She didn't speak, but the blush on her face and her wandering eyes said it all.

Qin Wenhuo's heart pounded even harder.

After all, they've been married for a long time, and the wife's silence and expression meant she agreed.

In a moment of excitement, he picked the person up and carried them to the bedroom.
The next day, when Fu Mingxue woke up, she was not surprised to find that the person beside her was no longer there.

She picked up her phone and took a look.

I realized it was already seven o'clock.

This is indeed very late.

Then she realized she was off today, so she wasn't in a hurry to get up.

After all, she rarely sleeps in.

Never in my past life.

In this lifetime, you can count them on one hand.

After lying down for another five minutes or so, just as I was about to get up, I saw the door being pushed open and Qin Wenhuo walking in.

"Honey, why are you up? Isn't today your day off? You could sleep a little longer." After all, she hadn't slept much last night.

Of course, the biggest reason she didn't sleep was because of him.

Fu Mingxue glanced at him. "I'm getting up." "--Okay, I'll go cook the wontons, we can eat in a bit."

Fu Mingxue asked in surprise, "You've already made wontons so early?"

"This is very simple." For Qin Wenhuo, this was not a difficult task.

His wife is busy with work, but he is very willing to learn more recipes from the cooks.

"Aren't we having noodles with soybean paste for lunch? I'll make it." Fu Mingxue is actually quite good at cooking, after all, she cooked for so many years in her previous life.

However, since her rebirth, she seems to have cooked very few meals.

First, she simply doesn't have the time.

Secondly, all the housework, including cooking, was taken care of by her mother.

She simply didn't have another chance to make a move.

Even if it's just her and Qin Wenhuo—basically all the work is done by Qin Wenhuo.

When Qin Wenhuo heard that his wife wanted him to make the noodles with soybean paste, he couldn't bear to see her go through all that trouble.

He immediately said, "Honey, let me do it! Although my noodles may not taste as good as yours, you can still try the flavor of mine."

Seeing this, Fu Mingxue did not insist that she had to do it herself.

"That's fine."

"Honey, there's a market in town today. How about we go together?"

“That works too.” Fu Mingxue hadn’t been to the market in a long time either.

After hearing that, I thought it wouldn't hurt to go.