Because he was drunk, the man seed a bit excited. As Pingying helped him lie down on the bed-stove in the room, he pulled her under him and looked at her with burning eyes.
His gaze flickered with small flas, strongly conveying what he wanted to do at the mont.
They were too close, Zhiyong’s breath spraying on Pingying’s neck, making her body heat up and her face turn slightly red.
Zhiyong looked at her, his lips slowly descending, his large hand exploring under her clothes, roaming all over her body.
Pingying knew this man was eight parts drunk, and talking sense to him was futile, so she gave him a pat, planning to turn over and get up, when suddenly the door was pushed open, accompanied by Yun i’s voice, "Co, I’ve made so sobering soup, let Zhiyong have so..."
But her voice stopped abruptly upon seeing the position of Pingying and the man on the bed, him on top and her underneath.
Imdiately after, Yun i’s face darkened, and she shouted loudly at them, "What are you doing?"
Although they hadn’t done anything, their position inevitably led to misunderstandings. Pingying tried to explain, said, "Mom, I..."
She stopped in the middle of her sentence, not knowing how to explain, so she simply didn’t say much, just turned over and sat up, "He’s drunk, I was just spreading the bed-stove so he could rest for a while."
However, upon hearing this, Yun i’s face looked even worse. She said coldly, "Drunk, and you still dare to ss around, what if you end up pregnant?"
Yun i’s sudden intrusion had startled Zhiyong, who was sowhat drunk, back to his senses. He hurriedly got off Pingying.
Now, seeing Yun i co in and start accusing Pingying without any explanation, Pingying felt a bit embarrassed and sat up, a bit annoyed, "Mom, why didn’t you knock before coming in? We are a couple in the room, what are you rushing in for?"
Upon hearing this, Yun i slapped him, whispering angrily, "You dead child, don’t you know your wife is pregnant, what were you thinking?"
Zhiyong, knowing he was in the wrong, coughed awkwardly and said to Yun i, "We didn’t do anything, I was just drunk, and she took care of ."
Yun i glared at him, "You think I’m a fool?"
Zhiyong, seeing that she was determined to make it explicit, smiled at her, while pushing her towards the door, "Okay, I understand, I understand. Leave for now, and rember to knock before you enter next ti."
Yun i was pushed to the doorway by Zhiyong, but didn’t forget to shout back into the room, "Don’t ss around, I’m sitting right outside."
"I know." Zhiyong replied.
Once Yun i had gone out, Zhiyong saw that Pingying was sitting on the bed without speaking, seemingly upset.
He awkwardly touched his nose, reached out to embrace Pingying while softly calling, "Wife, about that..."
Pingying slapped his hand away with irritation, "I don’t want to talk to you."
Zhiyong chuckled, and despite Pingying’s opposition, he forcefully hugged her into his arms, "It’s okay, which couple doesn’t have these monts? There’s nothing to be shy about."
Pingying, rembering what Yun i had just said, gave him a glare, "You make it sound nice. If your mother saw this, she wouldn’t think anything of you. She would talk about ."
Zhiyong, of course, also knew his mother’s temper. He still said with a smile, "Just ignore her."
Pingying was not about to heed him, glancing at him and declaring, "You’re not touching before the baby is born."
Luo Zhiyong imdiately frowned upon hearing this. "Ah, it’s not even three months yet, still six or seven months to go. You’re trying to suffocate !"
"Suffocate then, I don’t care about you." After saying that, Fang Pingying pushed him away and left.
As soon as Fang Pingying opened the door, she ran into Zhou Yuni standing right at her doorstep, probably eavesdropping just now. Seeing Fang Pingying co out, Zhou Yuni looked sowhat awkward as she said, "You’re out."
Although Zhou Yuni was looking out for the good of the baby in her womb, this kind of behavior still made Fang Pingying sowhat upset.
Zhou Yuni’s action was essentially telling everyone what they were doing in the room just now by guarding them here.
So Fang Pingying, looking at Zhou Yuni with a slight frown, said, "Mom, we know our own limits."
Zhou Yuni saw that Fang Pingying was unhappy and retorted, "What limits can you have? If I hadn’t barged in just now, who knows what would have happened?"
Fang Pingying didn’t want to discuss this matter and walked to the courtyard to sit down.
But after thinking it over for a mont, Zhou Yuni called out to her, "Forget it, you two shouldn’t sleep in the sa room tonight. I’ll switch rooms with Zhiyong, and I’ll sleep with you."
Fang Pingying saw that she was persistent and felt a bit impatient, "Mom, I said it’s fine, don’t make such a fuss. The child is mine too, wouldn’t I think about its safety?"
Seeing this, Zhou Yuni raised her voice, "You young people, once you get into the mood, who would care about anything else? If it turns out like Fang’er’s sister-in-law last ti, what will you do?"
No sooner had her words fallen, Fang Xiu ca out from the house and joined in asking, "Mom, big sister, what are you talking about? What about Fang’er’s sister-in-law, what happened?"
Zhou Yuni saw Fang Xiu and her heart beca even more anxious.
She knew this couple was even less disciplined, and said out loud, "Fang Xiu, you too, don’t sleep with Zhiming tonight, go to Hong Lan’s room."
Fang Xiu was puzzled and impatiently said, "Mom, what are you talking about? I have my own room, why should I sleep in Hong Lan’s room?"
Zhou Yuni glanced at Fang Pingying and not wanting to say more, simply stated, "Just listen to , that’s all."
Luo Zhiyong in the room had also heard the conversation between Zhou Yuni and the others, and ca out, looking displeased, "Mom, what are you doing? It’s fine as it is; what could possibly happen? We have been living in the provincial city with no issues whatsoever, but as soon as you co back, trouble starts."
Zhou Yuni’s expression darkened, "You rascal, how dare you call it trouble? I’m doing what’s best for everyone. Though that’s my grandchild, it’s still your child, why don’t you care...."
Zhou Yuni went on and on, causing Luo Honglan, who was inside cleaning up dishes, to co out.
There had been too many argunts at ho recently, and Luo Honglan, fearing another quarrel, imdiately ca out and pulled at Zhou Yuni, asking, "What’s the matter now, why the fuss during the New Year?"
Zhou Yuni was about to explain, "I..."
Fang Pingying knew Zhou Yuni valued the grandchild and would have had a different attitude under normal circumstances, possibly already causing a fuss with her.
She knew Zhou Yuni would insist on this, and since Fang Pingying and the others wouldn’t be staying ho for many days, she decided to cut her off and agreed, "Fine, let Hong Lan sleep in my room tonight. Mom, you go to Cui Lan’s room, and let Zhiyong sleep with Dad in the next room. Let’s not talk about this anymore."
With her relationship with Zhou Yuni, it wasn’t as if they couldn’t sleep together; she was willing to share a room with Luo Honglan.
Hearing this, Zhou Yuni felt this arrangent was also acceptable. Anyway, her aim was to keep the couple apart. (To be continued. If you like this work, we welco you to Qidian (qidian) to vote for recomndation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian to read.)
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