Chapter 87 BB is
Chapter 87 BB is
An hour passed.
Ruan Zhijuan felt dizzy. She didn't know that being kissed on the skin could cause such shortness of breath and weakness. Her face was burning hot, as if she had a fever. She lay on the sofa for a while.
Zhou Gangxun gave names to every inch of his body: Wife, Delight, Baby...
Ruan Zhijuan's mind was no longer capable of normal thinking. Looking at the flesh on her body, she couldn't understand why anyone would give this flesh a name.
He even had to call out, and Ruan Zhijuan would have to respond on behalf of the meat.
Zhou Gangxun, in the bathroom, looked at the listless Ruan Zhijuan. Her face was red, her chest was red, and her skin was red all over, like a boiled shrimp. She lay obediently on the sofa, breathing.
Ruan Zhijuan shouldn't be allergic to his saliva, after all, she's been in contact with it more than a dozen times.
Once he was sure Ruan Zhijuan was just tired, Zhou Gangxun went into the bathroom to start washing the dirty clothes and sofa cushions.
Ruan Zhijuan dared not recall the scene just now. Just thinking about it made him feel ashamed to death. He was just a villager; he had never seen anything like this before.
He had been crying as he listened to Zhou Gangxun calling his name, bringing his wife on the left and the baby on the right to him, and even saying in cooperation, "Baby's here... Wife's here..."
Waaah. Ruan Zhijuan wants to cry again.
Zhou Gangxun was indeed a pervert; he even stole all of my feather robes.
Just like the wicked Cowherd who stole the Weaver Girl's feather robe, but the Cowherd and Weaver Girl that Ruan Zhijuan saw on TV were not like that; they were said to be a love story of meeting and falling in love.
But Zhou Gangxun told him that the TV series was wrong. It was the Cowherd who deliberately stole the Weaver Girl's feather robe while she was bathing in the river, which is why the Weaver Girl could not return to heaven and thus became husband and wife with the Cowherd.
The next afternoon, Zhou Gangxun brought back a 2000 edition of the People's Education Press primary school Chinese textbook, Book 7.
The original text reads: "The old ox urged the cowherd, 'Tomorrow at dusk, cross the mountain on the right. There's a lake in front of the woods by the lake. A fairy is bathing in the lake, and her gauze dress is lying on the grass. Pick up the pink one and wait in the woods. The one who asks for the dress is your wife.'"
"The Cowherd did as instructed, and the Weaver Girl went ashore but couldn't find her clothes. Because she had no clothes, she couldn't return to the Heavenly Court. The two met, got married, and had a son and a daughter."
Zhou Gangxun held Ruan Zhijuan in his arms, resting his chin on her shoulder. "So, wife, don't take baths outside casually. Protect your clothes and be wary of all men. Don't trust or rely on any man."
"As for your husband, you can rely on and trust him to a certain extent, but not completely."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Zhou Gangxun proved it to him.
Hmph, bad man.
Ruan Zhijuan sat up from the sofa in a daze, wanting to get his clothes to wear. If he didn't get dressed himself, that bastard Zhou Gangxun would definitely leave him naked forever.
But he still felt unwell. Strangely, every piece of his skin and flesh, which was too hot, seemed to be screaming and making a silent fuss. It was as if only in Zhou Gangxun's hands could he quiet down.
Ruan Zhijuan opened Zhou Gangxun's closet, found a vest inside and put it on, then slowly put on the rest of her clothes.
In fact, that's what the system taught him too. It said that Zhou Gangxun wasn't a good person either, and that he shouldn't be nice to him. Only after he had been played like a dog could he be nice to him.
Has Zhou Gangxun been completely manipulated by him?
Ruan Zhijuan thought so, because Zhou Gangxun now revolves around him every day, serving him. If he says one thing, Zhou Gangxun dares not say another. That's how it is. That big idiot Zhou Gangxun is now his dog.
Hmph, hmph hmph, he's really amazing. The system was right, he's the smartest.
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