The expiration date of the rental contract coincides with Chen Muyang's first year-old stall. They believe that moving to a new home at this time can bring them joy.
Therefore, one morning in early August, Chen Qingnan booked a large truck and hired someone who drove a car to pick them up.
Song Min, with a red face, held Chen Qingnan's left hand, and Chen Qingnan held his sleeping son with his right hand and left this wet and dark alley.
When Song Min recalled the glory of that day, she would always curl her lips and smile happily, because the eyes of those dirt-faced alley women were filled with envy and jealousy.
The more you see the jealousy in the eyes of others, Song Min will feel a sense of tenderness and pleasure in comparing with children.
Even though she is already a woman, she still has the dark side of the child's nature
The down payment of the house is the savings Chen Qingnan earned from doing business, and the name is also written by him. The mortgage is gradually paid off.
Song Min doesn't care about this. She just thinks that she doesn't have to go out and endure hardships. She can be a full-time housewife at home, and it's also good to take care of her husband and children.
So, in this stuffy and rainy summer, Chen Qingnan works outside, and Song Min takes care of her children alone at home
Chen Muyang is already one year old and has grown a lot, but it is still very noisy
In the past, in the alley of Zhiyou Road, she was bored during the day and would walk around the alley with Chen Muyang in her arms, chatting with those women about family matters and passing the time.
Now that she has moved into a residential area, the neighbors are not as close as in the alley, she gradually feels boring and lonely
It was clearly a sunny day, but she felt depressed
Sometimes, she changed her son's diapers, and when she saw the yellow filth on the diapers, she suddenly felt nauseous and didn't want to change his diapers.
The long sunlight shone into the house, and the son's crying sounded like a bronze drum that invaded and hit her fragile nerves.
Song Min felt a little tired, she smiled weakly and said: Stop crying, I beg you little ancestor, why are you still crying all day long when you are one year old? A man doesn't cry easily when he has tears.
Chen Muyang couldn't understand what his mother said, and still cried loudly, kicking his fat and tender feet to show his dissatisfaction with her not changing his diapers.
Song Min collapsed on the edge of the bed with his son's hoarse crying. He gradually got used to his crying and no longer felt a fuss. He just had his head buzzing and painful.
She looked at the light blue sunny day outside the window and murmured to herself: I hope you don’t feel so chaotic when you grow up, and be a quiet and good child.
Song Min didn't know that her words came true, and of course she couldn't know
She lay lazily in the sun for a while, but slowly got up and changed her son's diapers, wiped her butt and prepared milk powder.
One day, while she was watching TV at home, she was reporting a case of nanny's theft on TV.
At this time, Chen Muyang's crying gradually sounded again. His crying made Song Min ignore the focus of the report, but instead turned to pay attention to the matter of hiring a nanny.
She saw her hands that were a little dry because of washing her diapers and her eyes that were no longer shining due to sleepiness during the day, and suddenly she wanted to find a nanny to do such a chore
Every time Song Min wants something, she will twist her waist to Chen Qingnan, spread her legs and sit above his genitals, shake her little butt and beg him.
Chen Qingnan slimly ate the tofu of his little wife, and cooperated with the hard male root to press her wet petals.
Seeing that she was dissatisfied with desire, she would open her little inside and stab her pussy into her pussy and start fucking her pussy.
It's over, she still has to bury it in his pubic hair and suck his wet cock seriously, lick the milky white semen on the mushroom's head one by one and swallow it into her stomach. Only then did he satisfy her wish
Song Min re-used the same trick, but she didn't expect that Chen Qingnan and Xu Xiong had a big conflict on the factory management issue that day. When she came back, she saw her lazy and bored look. Somehow, a irritability arose in her heart. This impatience turned into a rare anger when Song Min asked for a nanny in a vague manner.
Do you have nothing to do at home every day and still have to find a nanny?
Chen Qingnan had a pair of fierce inverted eyebrows. He usually looked angry when he was not angry. Now the angry expression surrounded by him made Song Min's heart tremble.
She knew she was in the wrong, so she lowered her head and didn't say anything. After a while, she pouted and stuttered: I'll just say it casually, why are you doing so fiercely
She wanted to rub her husband's chest as if she showed kindness, but he waved her hand: I'm annoyed, don't move around
Chen Muyang may have been the nemesis of his parents when he was a child, or he was unable to see him.
He cried again while his parents were embarrassed and silent. I don’t know if he was going to change his diapers or was hungry.
The son's cry suddenly aroused Song Min's usual depression. In addition, Chen Qingnan spoke in a heavy tone, Song Min also started crying.
Chen Qingnan frowned. Seeing his beautiful wife crying with pear blossoms, if she was crying like this when she was rolling on the bed, Chen Qingnan just wanted to hold her and continue fucking her. It would be better to fuck her even more. That would make him feel strongly conquered.
But at this time, he felt very irritable, especially his son's annoying cry mixed with
He couldn't help but patted the coffee table repeatedly. The ashtray jumped up and fell in an instant, scaring her like a frightened bird, and the crying stopped.
Chen Qingnan suddenly stood up and closed the door. His son's crying was finally covered up by the door panel.
He turned on the recorder again, turned the volume of the tape to the maximum, and smoked alone in Meng Tingwei's sweet and beautiful singing voice.
That was their first estrangement. In the dim living room, there were only female voices and crying echoes.
Chen Qingnan, who has too strong self-esteem, recalls the fact that his friends made fun of him today and had no brains. Song Min didn't take care of the children. He witnessed the process of the sunset gradually fading from the floor in a daze, and gradually took a nap in the stagnant air.
Chen Muyang cried for a long time, probably because he was tired of crying and didn't see his mother coming, so he gave up crying
The little eyes that were red and swollen from crying closed soon, and wet bubbles were still hanging on the edge of the little mouth, trembling mischievously as the child breathed
Therefore, one morning in early August, Chen Qingnan booked a large truck and hired someone who drove a car to pick them up.
Song Min, with a red face, held Chen Qingnan's left hand, and Chen Qingnan held his sleeping son with his right hand and left this wet and dark alley.
When Song Min recalled the glory of that day, she would always curl her lips and smile happily, because the eyes of those dirt-faced alley women were filled with envy and jealousy.
The more you see the jealousy in the eyes of others, Song Min will feel a sense of tenderness and pleasure in comparing with children.
Even though she is already a woman, she still has the dark side of the child's nature
The down payment of the house is the savings Chen Qingnan earned from doing business, and the name is also written by him. The mortgage is gradually paid off.
Song Min doesn't care about this. She just thinks that she doesn't have to go out and endure hardships. She can be a full-time housewife at home, and it's also good to take care of her husband and children.
So, in this stuffy and rainy summer, Chen Qingnan works outside, and Song Min takes care of her children alone at home
Chen Muyang is already one year old and has grown a lot, but it is still very noisy
In the past, in the alley of Zhiyou Road, she was bored during the day and would walk around the alley with Chen Muyang in her arms, chatting with those women about family matters and passing the time.
Now that she has moved into a residential area, the neighbors are not as close as in the alley, she gradually feels boring and lonely
It was clearly a sunny day, but she felt depressed
Sometimes, she changed her son's diapers, and when she saw the yellow filth on the diapers, she suddenly felt nauseous and didn't want to change his diapers.
The long sunlight shone into the house, and the son's crying sounded like a bronze drum that invaded and hit her fragile nerves.
Song Min felt a little tired, she smiled weakly and said: Stop crying, I beg you little ancestor, why are you still crying all day long when you are one year old? A man doesn't cry easily when he has tears.
Chen Muyang couldn't understand what his mother said, and still cried loudly, kicking his fat and tender feet to show his dissatisfaction with her not changing his diapers.
Song Min collapsed on the edge of the bed with his son's hoarse crying. He gradually got used to his crying and no longer felt a fuss. He just had his head buzzing and painful.
She looked at the light blue sunny day outside the window and murmured to herself: I hope you don’t feel so chaotic when you grow up, and be a quiet and good child.
Song Min didn't know that her words came true, and of course she couldn't know
She lay lazily in the sun for a while, but slowly got up and changed her son's diapers, wiped her butt and prepared milk powder.
One day, while she was watching TV at home, she was reporting a case of nanny's theft on TV.
At this time, Chen Muyang's crying gradually sounded again. His crying made Song Min ignore the focus of the report, but instead turned to pay attention to the matter of hiring a nanny.
She saw her hands that were a little dry because of washing her diapers and her eyes that were no longer shining due to sleepiness during the day, and suddenly she wanted to find a nanny to do such a chore
Every time Song Min wants something, she will twist her waist to Chen Qingnan, spread her legs and sit above his genitals, shake her little butt and beg him.
Chen Qingnan slimly ate the tofu of his little wife, and cooperated with the hard male root to press her wet petals.
Seeing that she was dissatisfied with desire, she would open her little inside and stab her pussy into her pussy and start fucking her pussy.
It's over, she still has to bury it in his pubic hair and suck his wet cock seriously, lick the milky white semen on the mushroom's head one by one and swallow it into her stomach. Only then did he satisfy her wish
Song Min re-used the same trick, but she didn't expect that Chen Qingnan and Xu Xiong had a big conflict on the factory management issue that day. When she came back, she saw her lazy and bored look. Somehow, a irritability arose in her heart. This impatience turned into a rare anger when Song Min asked for a nanny in a vague manner.
Do you have nothing to do at home every day and still have to find a nanny?
Chen Qingnan had a pair of fierce inverted eyebrows. He usually looked angry when he was not angry. Now the angry expression surrounded by him made Song Min's heart tremble.
She knew she was in the wrong, so she lowered her head and didn't say anything. After a while, she pouted and stuttered: I'll just say it casually, why are you doing so fiercely
She wanted to rub her husband's chest as if she showed kindness, but he waved her hand: I'm annoyed, don't move around
Chen Muyang may have been the nemesis of his parents when he was a child, or he was unable to see him.
He cried again while his parents were embarrassed and silent. I don’t know if he was going to change his diapers or was hungry.
The son's cry suddenly aroused Song Min's usual depression. In addition, Chen Qingnan spoke in a heavy tone, Song Min also started crying.
Chen Qingnan frowned. Seeing his beautiful wife crying with pear blossoms, if she was crying like this when she was rolling on the bed, Chen Qingnan just wanted to hold her and continue fucking her. It would be better to fuck her even more. That would make him feel strongly conquered.
But at this time, he felt very irritable, especially his son's annoying cry mixed with
He couldn't help but patted the coffee table repeatedly. The ashtray jumped up and fell in an instant, scaring her like a frightened bird, and the crying stopped.
Chen Qingnan suddenly stood up and closed the door. His son's crying was finally covered up by the door panel.
He turned on the recorder again, turned the volume of the tape to the maximum, and smoked alone in Meng Tingwei's sweet and beautiful singing voice.
That was their first estrangement. In the dim living room, there were only female voices and crying echoes.
Chen Qingnan, who has too strong self-esteem, recalls the fact that his friends made fun of him today and had no brains. Song Min didn't take care of the children. He witnessed the process of the sunset gradually fading from the floor in a daze, and gradually took a nap in the stagnant air.
Chen Muyang cried for a long time, probably because he was tired of crying and didn't see his mother coming, so he gave up crying
The little eyes that were red and swollen from crying closed soon, and wet bubbles were still hanging on the edge of the little mouth, trembling mischievously as the child breathed
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