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Chapter 49: Crawling Back
“Shut up!”
“Now!”
His voice was hoarse and dark, his movements urgent as he tore off the remaining clothes that were in the way.
Under her nervous and slightly fearful gaze, he paused, lowered his head and pecked at the corner of her lips, “Tell me if it hurts.”
His breath grew heavier.
As with the previous few times, she was still nervous.
What man could resist at this moment? He panted roughly, his affection deepening, becoming addicted to her broken, tearful moans.
“Liar, liar! @…”
“You dare curse me? Do it again and I’ll let you curse something new.”
…
The storm subsided, the shameful sounds died down only after several hours.
The clothes scattered on the floor were in disarray, the surroundings were in a mess.
At first, she had the strength to moan and groan, but she became limp halfway through, lacking the strength to cling to him.
Jiang Han raised his hand to wipe the water from her face, whether it was sweat or tears, his satisfied and dark eyes lingered on her sleeping face for a long time, his mood was very good.
Before carrying her back to the room, he patiently wiped her body clean and put on her clothes.
Seeing the various shades of blue and red marks imprinted on her snow-white back, his brows unconsciously furrowed.
He had checked her down there, this time he had controlled himself, not hurting her, there was some redness and swelling after it was over, but she had been moaning and groaning about pain the whole time, he didn’t believe it!
It turned out it was pain somewhere else.
Couldn’t she just say it clearly? She deserved to suffer!
Jiang Han lowered his eyes and glanced at her sleeping face, which still couldn’t hide a sense of inexplicable grievance and pity, he pursed his lips, lifted her clothes and took another look.
These marks were indeed a bit unsightly.
He went to find some ointment and rubbed it on her.
Hu Yao felt his movements, too tired, only let out a soft groan, showing no sign of waking up.
…
Early the next morning, the family of three didn’t have a timely breakfast.
Because Hu Yao couldn’t get up.
Jiang Xiaochao ran back to the room to see her several times, seeing that she was still asleep, and looked quite tired, he was very well-behaved and didn’t wake her up, covering his empty little stomach and went to find Jiang Han.
Jiang Han took him to the street to get breakfast, and also brought back a bowl of lean meat porridge for Hu Yao.
She liked to eat watery things, something light, and she loved to eat meat.
Jiang Han had raised her for several years after all, he still knew her preferences.
Jiang Xiaochao’s stomach was full, he didn’t want to walk anymore, he insisted on Jiang Han carrying him, he was young, his voice was milky, when he wasn’t being arrogant, he had a hint of coquettishness in his soft tone.
“Dad, I can’t walk anymore.” He hugged Jiang Han’s leg, swaying back and forth, sticking his little face to him.
“Can’t walk? Crawl back! Do you want me to hire a sedan chair to carry you for two steps?” Jiang Han didn’t buy it, he carried the porridge and walked away, extremely indifferent.
Jiang Xiaochao was really too full to walk, seeing that Jiang Han wouldn’t carry him, he pouted, and really just lay down on the ground, kicking his little feet back and forth, crawling forward like a worm.
“Jiang Fuchao!” Jiang Han’s temples twitched, he really didn’t want to admit that he was his father, it was embarrassing!
His mother and son were here to specifically torment him! Before, Jiang Fuchao didn’t seem to listen to him so much! Now, this mess, he was completely obedient!
Hu Yao and him were the opposite, after she was okay, she was quite obedient, but she didn’t make him feel comfortable either!
“What’s wrong??” Jiang Xiaochao just felt that crawling was also quite tiring, he sprawled on the ground, not moving at all, not caring about the dirt on the ground, or other people’s eyes.
Jiang Han’s face was slightly black, he carried the porridge in one hand and him in the other, walking away in big strides.
“You play all day long like you’re going to mine coal, how many clothes does your mom wash for you every day?” Jiang Han was disgusted with Jiang Fuchao who just rolled around on the ground.
Only because he was raising him did he have so many clothes to change! Jiang Fuchao was precious in every way, no different from a young master, he, the money-maker, was living a comfortable life for him.
As the old saying goes, a father’s money is all spent on his son.
“Mom washes a lot of clothes for me.” Jiang Xiaochao counted carefully on his fingers.
“Go back and see if that dog’s nest has been thrown away, you’ll live there from now on.” Jiang Han said coolly.
The dog’s nest he was talking about was the nest of the dog he used to raise, the dog had died more than ten years ago, and its nest had been left for an unknown number of years, it was old and dilapidated, but Jiang Han had kept it all this time.
“I don’t want to!” Jiang Xiaochao refused.
The father and son went home, arguing all the way.
Hu Yao had woken up before they returned, although this time it wasn’t as exaggerated and serious as the first two times, but her body was still sore and weak, and her private parts still had an indescribable soreness and discomfort.
The clothes he put on her were also wrong, the little sash was tied wrong, she wanted to re-tie it, but he had tied it so tightly, she struggled for a long time before she could untie it.
Hu Yao’s fair and delicate face turned red unconsciously from the moment she woke up, she had experienced these things not many times, and every time she still felt shy and annoyed.
Her waist was extremely sore, her legs were the same, when she got up, she almost couldn’t stand.
Her shimmering, moist eyes were once again clouded with annoyance, fortunately, no one could see her embarrassing moment at this moment, she took a moment to calm down, combed her hair and went to wash her face.
The father and son were not at home at this time, she guessed that they must have gone out to eat.
There were some unclear marks on the floor in the small hall, Hu Yao saw them, her face instantly turned red again.
She hurriedly went to get a mop to clean it up, and also mopped the rest of the house.
She was busy all morning, the neighbors saw Hu Yao going in and out with a mop, and couldn’t help but marvel at how Jiang Han had married a virtuous and diligent wife.
After the incident with Xu Guangliang and Xu Xuzhu last time, they had distanced themselves from Hu Yao, Hu Yao didn’t go out of her way to talk to them, now, no matter what they thought, good or bad,
She didn’t care.
After finishing mopping the floor for the last time, she went to wash the mop when Hu Guifen came knocking.
Every time she came, it was never for anything good.
Sure enough, Hu Guifen started yelling at her, calling her a heartless, ungrateful white-eyed wolf who didn’t care about their sisterhood and how she was so cruel to Hu Qiao.
She accused her loudly, making it sound like Hu Yao had actually done something to Hu Qiao. But yesterday, she hadn’t even touched her! Now she was saying Hu Yao had beaten her, when she had never laid a finger on her! It was clear Hu Qiao was just making things up, just like she used to, always fabricating stories to accuse Hu Yao and then go running to Hu Guifen to complain. Hu Guifen, every time, would just take Hu Qiao’s side and punish Hu Yao without even asking!
Why did they think she would still be so submissive and apologetic after all these years?
Why did they always act like nothing happened after doing such outrageous and heartless things? Did they really think all those years of her putting up with them and being patient meant she had no temper at all?
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