Last night, Mu Zhendong suddenly got excited.
He’s getting older and hasn’t wanted to be intimate with Jiang Qing for a long ti.
But last night, he thought of his ex-wife, Miao Yusi.
Jiang Qing also felt the long-lost joy of being a woman, even though she knew the man was missing his ex-wife, but she had no choice.
She also wanted An Han to co back and visit, so that both daughters would have a chance.
"An Han, Wei Er has been helping with housework since she was young. You take her back, let her help you. You’re the lady of the Gu Family, surely you’re very busy, and not having soone close to you is inconvenient, right?"
Upon hearing this, An Han and Gu Xiaozhan exchanged a glance.
Previously, the sister of one of Gu Xiaozhan’s war comrades wanted to move into their ho.
Now An Han’s stepsister wants to move in as well—who did they offend?
"Auntie, Xiao Zhan’s family has dedicated housekeepers and servants, I don’t need to worry about anything at all." An Han refused, "At ho, all I do is have fun, don’t need anyone to order around."
"Sister, I’ll keep you company!" Wei Er imdiately chid in.
An Han laughed, "No need. I have my husband to keep company!"
Gu Xiaozhan held her hand, and they left together.
Mu Weiwei watched their departing figures and stomped her feet in anger.
"Mom, why wasn’t it who got pregnant with brother-in-law’s child four years ago?"
Jiang Qing sighed, "I’ll keep an eye out for other mbers of the Gu Family for you. Mr. Gu has had many sons, there surely is one who suits you."
"But I just like him." Mu Weiwei pouted, "He’s high-status, handso, and most importantly, he’s amazing in that aspect. I heard them last night, they lasted a long ti... I wonder what his taste is? An Han is so skinny, and he can still last that long..."
"We’ll think of another way." Jiang Qing could only say.
...
In the car.
An Han opened a breakfast box, which Gu Xiaozhan had bought for her.
"Honey, I want to eat grandma’s sweet and sour ribs."
"So, you’d rather skip breakfast and go hungry?" Gu Xiaozhan understood what she ant, "Your little bum not hurting anymore?"
An Han glared at him, "It’s still only the third day of the New Year, not good for dostic violence."
Gu Xiaozhan was amused by her, "If you don’t eat breakfast, I won’t let you go."
"Tyrant!" An Han had no choice but to take a bite, then contradicted herself, "Wow, it’s so tasty..."
Oh my!
She finished the breakfast in one go, licking her lips, looking at him: "Is there more?"
Gu Xiaozhan was amused and exasperated, "Weren’t you not eating?"
"I didn’t know it was this tasty." An Han snuggled into his arms, "Haven’t tasted it, didn’t know it was so good, just like a man who hasn’t tried his skills, doesn’t know how good his skills are?"
Gu Xiaozhan, amused by her flattery, felt much better, "How are my skills?"
"Need a rating?" An Han laughed, "Then reluctantly a grade C!"
"Is that so?" Gu Xiaozhan looked at her mysteriously, "What’s the highest grade?"
"S, A, B, C, four grades." An Han replied with a smile.
"Looks like I need to practice every night to make Han Han recognize my skills." Gu Xiaozhan pondered.
"Oh, I was just kidding, my husband is definitely grade S." An Han didn’t want to endure practicing those skills; what about her waist?
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