Rebirth in 70: The sweet wife is coaxed slowly, and the military king is pampered step by step

The next day, Luo Baozhen realized that she really couldn't hear Chen Chuhui's voice.

She's still not used to it.

This suddenly disappeared, and Luo Baozhen felt that the house was much quieter.

Besides, the functional mode of Luo Baozhen is not that big for the time being.

She was not in a hurry, and just lived her life slowly like this.

On Chen Chuhui's last day of sick leave, Zhao Sanmiao invited Luo Baozhen's family to her home for dinner in the morning.

After putting this matter off for a few days, Luo Baozhen and Zhang Jingfang thought Zhao Sanmiao had other arrangements.

As of today, Luo Baozhen is planning to go to Sister Miao's house to help in the afternoon.

Chen Chuhui was exhausted from staying at home.

Luo Baozhen was carrying some vegetables and was going to take them to Zhao Sanmiao.

I saw Chen Chuhui sitting on the sofa.

Luo Baozhen was stunned.

Chen Chuhui was reading the newspaper, half of the sunlight was shining on his face, and there was a faint yellow shadow on the ground.

The shadow on the ground extended just in front of Luo Baozhen's feet, especially the shadow's profile.

The hair is slightly longer than the short haircut, and the profile of the face is resolute. As his eyes move while reading the newspaper, the shadow on the ground also floats a little.

Chen Chuhui was probably a little hot because he was basking in the sun, so his sleeves were half rolled up.

He also said that she looked like a star. Luo Baozhen felt that Chen Chuhui looked like that movie star.

I knew he was good-looking before, but he wasn't as hard-looking as he is today.

Luo Baozhen rubbed her slightly hot face, secretly tapped the side of Chen Chuhui's shadow with her hand and said, "Chen Chuhui, you are so handsome. You look like a movie star."

As soon as she said this, Luo Baozhen covered her mouth and turned red to the root of her neck.

Oh my God, didn't she want to say that she was going to Sister Miao's house?

Why did you say what you were thinking just now?

Chen Chuhui put down the newspaper, stood up and walked to Luo Baozhen with a half-smile.

This was the first time that his wife praised him so openly.

"Daughter-in-law, are you seducing me?"

Luo Baozhen blushed with shame and ran out with the vegetables, "You will go to Sister Fang's house later and bring Dabao to Sister Miao for dinner."

Chen Chuhui wanted to arrest him, but he failed.

Luo Baozhen was a little unsure of what she was thinking. Could it be that the system's Function Mode [-] was here to trick her?

Is this charm exuding Chen Chuhui’s charm?

This is too scary.

When we arrived at Sister Miao's house, Sister Miao had prepared most of the dishes early.

"Sister Miao, I brought you some vegetables. I washed them and can fry them later."

Zhao Sanmiao said politely, "This dish is really fresh. You can just come and eat it. Why did you bring the dish?"

"It's just a little green leaf. Sister Miao, I'll wash this potato for you."

Zhao Sanmiao cheered up and said, "Okay, then I won't be polite to you anymore."

Luo Baozhen was actually shocked when she saw Zhao Sanmiao's appearance just now.

Sister Miao's eyes were all green and black, and she obviously didn't have the same energy as before.

I don’t know what happened?

After a while, Zhang Jingfang also came.

A few people got busy, chatting and busy at the same time, which was quite interesting.

I don’t know how to talk about the things in the house.

Zhao Sanmiao also stammered and pretended to ask casually, "You all have a baby. Which way can you get pregnant as soon as possible?"

Luo Baozhen couldn't answer.

Zhang Jingfang also dared to say: "Isn't it enough to do it a few more times?"

"It's useless." Zhao Sanmiao said distressedly.

After saying that, Zhao Sanmiao suddenly asked Luo Baozhen: "Sister, with your body, how many times can you withstand this?"

Luo Baozhen suppressed her blush, straightened her back, and said, "That's okay, he's great, and I'm not bad either."

Zhang Jingfang glanced at Luo Baozhen with suspicion and said, "Baozhen, haha, you dared to speak today and even boasted."

Zhao Sanmiao sighed, "I'm not bad either, and he's pretty good too. It must have happened a few times, but it just didn't feel right."

"What's wrong?" Luo Baozhen didn't know what was wrong. She just asked out of curiosity.

Zhang Jingfang didn't know what she was thinking of, her face secretly turned red, and then she urged: "Hey, Sanmiao, you must be a little too anxious. What you feel is right, that's what it feels like."

Zhao Sanmiao cut the pork belly and shook her head, "Forget it, let's wait a little longer."

Luo Baozhen saw that the trash can was full, so she thought about putting the trash can outside the door first.

As a result, as soon as she came out with the garbage, she saw Sun Huilin and several people standing at the door.

Luo Baozhen put down the bucket and said in a deliberately emphasized voice, "Why are you standing in front of Sister Miao's house? I know, smell the meat? It's quite fragrant."

Sure enough, people also have circles. The faces of the people around Sun Huilin looked just like Sun Huilin, and they were not very pleasant.

Sun Huilin put his hands on his waist and said with a strange look, "Hey, Camp Commander Chen's wife. Yes, yes, we just smell the meat and talk about some interesting things."

Luo Baozhen didn't want to pay attention to it, but when she turned around, she heard someone murmuring: "You said that black woman can't experience the fun. I didn't expect that there is such a thing. ah."

Luo Baozhen glanced over, just in time to see Sun Huilin quietly approaching her again, avoiding her and continuing to say something.

At this time, Zhao Sanmiao also came out carrying some garbage.

Sun Huilin and the others laughed out loud, "It's out, it's out."

Luo Baozhen frowned.

Zhao Sanmiao was very angry when she saw the garbage belonging to her house at the door, "Sun Huilin, I am unlucky to live in the same building as you."

"If you don't take the trash home for me, I'll throw it away to your house!"

Sun Huilin not only didn't respond, but still smiled, "Really, who saw this is my garbage, besides. You black bitch, can't you sleep well at night?"

"Hey, when is it coming? 1, 2, 3, 4... When is it coming? Haha, it's gone?"

Zhao Sanmiao picked up the trash and poured it on those people, "I curse your eighteenth generation of ancestors for giving birth to such a spoiled woman like you."

"The black lady is angry. She is both a figure and a figure. Let's go!"

Sun Huilin's voice scared everyone away.

As soon as the person ran away, Zhao Sanmiao sat down on the ground and started crying.

Luo Baozhen watched Sun Huilin and pouted a few times before entering the house.

With such people living next to each other, Sister Miao would have to suffer a lot.

Zhang Jingfang heard the noise, came out with green onions and asked, "What's wrong? Why did I hear that crazy woman's voice again?"

Seeing Zhao Sansui sit on the ground, Zhang Jingfang reached out to pull him up with one hand, "Sanmiao, go cook and ignore that person."

Zhao Sanmiao felt a little miserable now and couldn't express it. She patted her butt and stood up.

Walking to the kitchen with a dull look on her face, as if she had made up her mind, she asked two questions directly in the kitchen.

"Sister, Jingfang, how many times do you guys have nights?"

"How long does it last?"

Luo Baozhen and Zhang Jingfang were stunned, their faces a little unnatural.

Before the two of them could speak, Zhao Sanmiao choked with tears and said: "He did it too many times in one night, just a few times each time. It was better a few years ago, but now I feel like something is really wrong."

"I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, since that crazy woman already knows it anyway. Just tell me, are you men like this?"

"If there is a problem in this area, it is also a problem for women. Men should not have it."