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

Chapter 889

After Fu's mother went back to her room, Qin Wenhuo also went back to his room first.

Fu Mingxue saw him come in.

I just asked, "Did my mom tell you what happened during the day?"

Qin Wenhuo nodded, "Yeah. I guess she's probably worried about you, otherwise she wouldn't be waiting for me to come back so late."

Fu Mingxue clicked her tongue twice.

"It seems that what I told her before was useless. It's up to you, the son-in-law, to be of substance."

Qin Wenhuo walked over and came to Fu Mingxue's side.

"That's because of my profession. Besides, I'm the man of the house. The older generation's ideas are deeply ingrained."

Fu Mingxue gave him a perfect score for his explanation—she gave him a thumbs up.

Then, she smelled the sweat on his body.

He raised an eyebrow. "You've had a lot of exercise today!"

"I'm a bit busy today," Qin Wenhuo explained.

He usually takes a shower first, but something came up today, so he went straight home.

"I'm going to take a shower first, I'll talk to you when I get back."

Fu Mingxue knew he wanted to ask Song Yan about this.

He nodded immediately, "Go!"

Qin Wenhuo took his change of clothes and went out.

He showers very quickly.

It should only take about five or six minutes.

She came in with a head of wet, short hair.

With a wipe, the hair on that buzz cut was almost completely dry.

Fu Mingxue turned her head to look at him—she thought he looked really handsome at that moment.

"Honey, you don't need to work anymore, go to sleep."

Fu Mingxue was somewhat surprised to hear Qin Wenhuo's words.

"Aren't we going to talk about Song Yan anymore?"

Qin Wenhuo shook his head.

"I'll just go to the police station tomorrow. Let's go to bed early!"

I originally wanted to learn more about the situation from my wife.

But he just changed his mind.

It's so late at night, why aren't you getting some rest?

But if he talks about other men in front of his wife, wouldn't that be incredibly unlucky?
And it also kept his wife from sleeping.

When Fu Mingxue heard his suggestion, she thought it was a good idea. After all, her perspective was rather one-sided and not as detailed as that of the police station.

"You go to sleep first, I'll take care of this a bit more—"

"Honey, go to bed early tonight! I miss you!"

The last few words, "I miss you," were phrased with a hint of ambiguity.

It takes several days to travel back and forth!

They stopped exercising.

After all, it wouldn't work on the train, and it wouldn't work in the guesthouse in that small town either.

The room was poorly soundproofed.

Even if he was starving, he couldn't ignore his wife's thin skin.

Fu Mingxue: ...?
I instantly understood what he meant.

My face quickly became unbearably hot.

"Wife, please—"

My God, how can we possibly withstand this?

At this moment, Fu Mingxue simply couldn't hold on any longer.

Work cannot be completed in a short period of time.

She should enjoy the handsome men first!

Judging from her expression, Qin Wenhuo knew that it would work out that night.

So he strode forward and scooped the person up in his arms—
The next day, Fu Mingxue woke up with a sore back and aching waist.

She instinctively turned her head—and sure enough, the person sitting next to her was no longer there.

I was just getting ready to get up when I felt even more sore.

Indeed, it's not good for a man to have too much physical strength.

This is too much of a hassle.

Just then, the door was pushed open, and Qin Wenhuo walked in.

"Honey, you're awake! Why don't you sleep a little longer? You don't have to go to work anyway."

Fu Mingxue thought about it and realized that it did!

Why does she get up so early if she's not going to work?
You can definitely sleep in.

However, the idea vanished in an instant.

None of the children in the family go to school—if they come over after exercising, they'll find her still sleeping in.

Where does she put her face now?

Should it be placed on the chest of drawers?

(End of this chapter)