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Chapter 225: Chapter 227: Discussing Posture_1
Tan Zhenghong immediately leaped out of bed and pulled Qiao Duo’er’s hand, "Wife, there’s still water in the kettle; I just boiled it."
Qiao Duo’er helplessly curled her lips, saying Tan Zhenghong had jumped out of bed, which was quite true; the guy seemed to have sprung up right in front of her. 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙥𝙪𝙗.𝒄𝙤𝙢
This is called human potential, right?
Tan Zhenghong considerately poured Qiao Duo’er a glass of water and even checked the temperature first.
"Wife, it’s not hot, just the perfect temperature to drink,"
Tan Zhenghong said cheerfully, but actually, he wanted to say hurry up and drink, so we can go discuss the significant matters of life together!
The wedding night is one of life’s four happinesses, also called "the little imperial examination," and Tan Zhenghong was naturally in a hurry.
He knew he couldn’t eat his wife all up today; he just wanted to taste a little bit first.
Um... he was such an easily satisfied child.
Actually, Qiao Duo’er had just finished drinking jujube tea and wasn’t thirsty at all now.
But under Tan Zhenghong’s eager gaze, she had no choice but to drink it with a stiff upper lip.
The cups in a peasant’s house, like the peasants themselves, were straightforward, and after drinking, Qiao Duo’er felt her stomach was full of water.
She touched her bulging belly and silently cursed Tan Zhenghong a few times in her mind.
Why had this guy become so sincere all of a sudden?
Couldn’t he see that she was shy? Besides, wasn’t the jujube tea brewed by him? He should’ve known she wasn’t thirsty if he thought with his toes!
After drinking a bellyful of water, how could she sleep at all later?
No, worrying about this was premature; she should be thinking about what sort of bad ideas Tan Zhenghong was harboring.
Who knows what kind of nonsense this guy had seen in that book.
"Wife, it’s very late, shall we go to sleep?"
Tan Zhenghong sneaked a glance at Qiao Duo’er; the person with the bad intentions was him, yet he couldn’t help blushing.
Qiao Duo’er didn’t move, and only after Tan Zhenghong mustered some courage did he dare to take Qiao Duo’er’s hand.
His wife pretended to struggle a few times but eventually sat on the bed with a mix of reluctance and compliance.
At this time, he had to admit that those who had watched action movies were ultimately defeated by those who had looked at spring palace art.
Tan Zhenghong brought the tattered book in front of Qiao Duo’er, and she accidentally caught a glimpse and also accidentally made out the content on the page.
Besides the positions, there were textual explanations and diagrams illustrating the pros and cons of this position.
So the content of this picture was so rich, she had learned something new.
And incidentally, she learned a new position or two...
Tan Zhenghong wickedly said, "Wife, look at this 69, doesn’t it suit us especially well?"
If his wife would cooperate with him just once, his life on this Earth would not be in vain.
Qiao Duo’er rewarded Tan Zhenghong’s back of the head with a slap, "Suitable my foot, hurry up and wash your hands, I’m sleepy!"
You never know how old that thing is, how many germs it might have, and he even brought it onto the bed, so dirty!
Tan Zhenghong misunderstood Qiao Duo’er’s intention; he thought that if he washed his hands, he could engage in happy activities, so off he went to wash his hands excitedly.
He washed them very thoroughly, even took special care to use detergent.
When he returned, Qiao Duo’er was lying facing the wall. As soon as he approached, Qiao Duo’er immediately turned around.
"Tan Zhenghong, you’re dead slow!" Qiao Duo’er complained coquettishly.
Tan Zhenghong’s heart nearly leaped out of his chest. His wife thought he was slow?
He was utterly flattered!
He had originally thought it would take some effort to get his wife’s agreement, but it turned out she was even more eager than he was!
Happiness had come so suddenly that Tan Zhenghong was somewhat caught off guard.
