"Mm ??" What's the matter? " Shi Mingge asked in an indifferent tone as the corners of his mouth twitched expressionlessly.
"Can't I call you if I'm fine?" Liu En Xun was unhappy and said with his eyes wide open.
"I'm a little tired today." Shi Mingge stretched out his finger and pressed down on his temple. Indeed, just after the wedding between Zhou Manzhen and Jin Beiseng, his heart had drifted away ??
"I'm very tired. When are you not tired? Anyway, you're tired when you call me, aren't you tired when you chat with Zhou Manzhen? " Liu Eunuch pouted, his tone tinged with jealousy and displeasure.
"Xiao Xun, stop messing around." Shi Mingge's dispirited voice had a bewitching quality to it, as if it could enchant one's heart.
Hearing the words "Xiao Xun", Liu En Xun became silent. Suddenly, she smiled, "You haven't called me Xiao Xun in a long time."
"Persevere! Once our plan succeeds, I will bring you out of here." Shi Mingge continued to press down on his temples. He didn't know if he was lying, but he still spoke casually.
She nodded with a sincere face and said, "Ok, for our plan, I will work hard. Mingge, I won't disturb your rest any longer. I'm only calling to say good night to you."
Shi Mingge narrowed his eyes and smiled faintly, "Good night, Xiao Xun."
The next day, A City welcomed a rare good weather. The warm sunlight shone through the French windows and through the heavy curtains, it fell on the floor bit by bit.
The person on the bed lazily turned over, her white and soft hands restlessly touched the man beside her. Her green fingers tapped on his firm and elastic muscles, and Zhou Manzhen giggled while hiding under the blanket.
Jin Beiseng opened his sleepy eyes and pulled the head of the little woman beside him out of the blanket. The two of them rubbed their heads together, their intimate and ambiguous movements were filled with tenderness.
"Good morning, Northson." Zhou Manzhen said with a sweet smile.
"Good morning, wife." With that, the man's large hands closed around his head, and his thin lips forcefully sealed her lips.
Zhou Manzhen was almost suffocated by Jin Beiseng's kiss, she pushed her and begged for mercy with her mouth.
Jin Beisan was like a hungry wild beast, his callused fingers touching her small red face, causing Zhou Manzhen's body to tremble.
Seeing the blurry look in his eyes, Zhou Manzhen immediately understood what Jin Beisen was thinking. She quickly sat up from the bed, stretched lazily, and mumbled, "You should go and earn some money to support your family."
"What about you?" Jin Beisen also sat up, raising his eyebrows and asking.
"I'm in charge of looking as beautiful as a flower."
"You are beautiful to begin with." Jin Beisheng rushed over and clasped her shoulders with his hands, his resolute face showing an ambiguous look.
He was teasing her again!
Zhou Man pouted and firmly shook his head. "I know I'm beautiful too. Alright, you can go to work now."
"Wife, you let me go to work on our first day of marriage?" Jin Beisan's dangerous eyes narrowed, his lips curled into a doting smile.
"Then what? We don't have to go on a honeymoon, so we have nothing to do at home. Don't worry, I won't be bored at home by myself. "
A hint of hesitation appeared in Jin Bei Sen's black eyes, he really didn't understand what Zhou Manzhen was thinking. Well, he jumped down from the bed helplessly, and walked into the bathroom dejectedly.
Although the weather was cold, Zhou Manzhen did not stay in bed, and followed Jin Beisen into the bathroom.
As Jin Beisan was brushing his teeth, Zhou Manzhen walked over and picked up a cup and a toothbrush. Both of them were focused on brushing their teeth and neither of them said a word.
The moment Zhou Manzhen lowered his head, Jin Beiseng leaned over and kissed Zhou Manzhen's tender cheeks with his mouth full of bubbles.
She turned her head in a daze, and unexpectedly, the one facing her was Jin Beisan's foaming mouth.
Zhou Manzhen's face turned red as she gently pushed the smiling man away. She spat out the foam in her mouth and quickly brushed her teeth.
"Jin Beisheng!" Chou merely touched his face with his hand, which was still stained with Kim's foam.
"Your name is Bei Sen, I don't like the way you call me even with your last name." The corners of Jin Beishan's lips curled up into a smile, and his eyes revealed a deep infatuation.
"Northson."
"Mmm, good girl."
After being toyed with by Jin Beisheng, Zhou Manzhen's anger disappeared like smoke into thin air. She had even forgotten what she wanted to say.
"I... I just washed my face. "
"What are you afraid of? I have plenty of hot water at home, so I'll have to wash it again. "
Zhou Manzhen angrily turned on the tap, picked up a towel to get the hot water, and patiently washed it again.
After breakfast, Jin left for work. Zhou Manzhen watched Jin leave in a gentle and virtuous ma
er, just like a good wife and mother.
Zhou Manzhu watched TV at home for a while. Her eyes were fixed on the television for a long time and she felt a little tired. She squinted her eyes to rest for a while. Suddenly, her phone rang with a "Ding Dong Ding Dong" notification sound.
The preliminaries for the "Midsummer Night's Dream" piano competition had ended, but because the competitors were on par with each other this year, not a single contestant played the most moving song, the "Midsummer Night's Dream" piano competition finals were postponed for a full five months to pick out the performers who could play the music that would move the hearts of the people.
For the first time in many years, this piano competition, which was held on a hot summer day, had been postponed. Zhou Manzhen seriously read the Weibo post for a long time, and his slender fingers couldn't help but click on the comment below the Weibo post.
There were already 50,000 comments in the comments section. Zhou Manzhen saw a comment by a netizen. Below it was: Where did the previous gold medal wi
er, Zhou Manzhu, go?
Her clear eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of mist. Zhou Manzhen rubbed her eyes and continued browsing down. She did not expect that a lot of netizens would mention her name.
How could that be? So many people still remember her?
In the last competition, Zhou Manzhu won the award in her second year of high school. She became the youngest wi
er of the 'Midsummer Night's Dream' award in history, and the 'Midsummer Night's Dream' was the most authoritative piano competition in the world. The gold wi
ers before Zhou Manzhen were already very old, and they were all judges of the 'Midsummer Night's Dream' award.
"Wang Ma, Wang Ma." Zhou Manchun stood up, and her voice contained a hint of excitement.
"Yes, ma'am, what's the matter?" Wang Ma hurriedly ran out of the kitchen, still wearing her apron.
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