My wife is a squeamish bag

Chapter 12 Sleeping Better Than a Pig

"Oh oh oh-"

In the early morning of Wangshan Village, it is full of greenery and mist, which is so beautiful.

It's a pity that An Beibei didn't have the chance to appreciate it.

At this moment, she was lying on the bed, tightly hugging Duke Zhou's thigh and not letting go.

When Qi Jingyu finished carrying the last load of water, the table and chopsticks had already been set up in the main room.

Qi Lu looked gloomyly at the closed door of the right wing from time to time, and the anger in his heart became more and more intense.

But when he saw Qi Yun's calm face sitting at the head, he could only grit his teeth to suppress the anger in his heart.

Until Qi Jingyu stepped into the gate alone, she couldn't help it anymore, and raised her voice slightly: "Erlang, where is your wife?"

Qi Jingyu froze slightly.

Grandmother and father and mother are sitting on top, what else does he not understand?
This is to drink daughter-in-law tea!
But that woman...

Forget it, since it is already under his name, talking more will make the family worry.

If you don't make a mistake, you can make a mistake, so that the woman can show her feet quickly.

If she reined in the precipice in time and asked to leave obediently, he would not be embarrassed.

But if she dares to do anything to hurt the Qi family, he, Qi Jingyu, is not a soft-hearted person!
But after a while, Qi Jingyu had already made a decision, paused slightly and said, "Perhaps she was tired from walking too far yesterday, so I'll call her."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

"Look, I really have a daughter-in-law who forgets her mother, so she took care of her on the first day she entered the house." Qi Lu said sourly, feeling upset.

Qi Yun raised his eyes and glanced at her and Qi Wencai who coughed from time to time, the meaning was self-evident.

Qi Lu couldn't help blushing, he didn't know if it was from anger or shame.

Qi Jingyu walked quickly to the door of the wing room, and the moment he stretched out his hand to push the door, his palm suddenly retracted, and the protruding knuckles of his index finger and middle finger knocked on the door panel.

"Boom boom boom!"

After knocking three times, there was no movement in the room.

He paused, and pushed the door straight in.

When he saw the woman still lying on the bed and sound asleep, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

This woman can really sleep better than a pig!

But that sleeping position is really good.

It has been maintained since last night, and the feet are still kicking straight out of the edge of the bed.

"An Beibei, get up."

Perhaps his voice was too gentle, but the other party still didn't respond at all.

Qi Jingyu had to increase his volume and accentuate his tone: "An Beibei, get up!"

"Huh?! Are you in class?"

An Beibei sat up suddenly, stood up hurriedly and was about to get out of bed.

Unexpectedly, her legs were numb, and she couldn't listen to them at all. Before she could stand up, she fell straight forward.

"what!"

"Boom!"

Before Qi Jingyu could react from the "shangkei", he was suddenly hit by An Beibei.

Immediately, he put his hands behind his back and moved away quickly.

Immediately, An Beibei slammed down firmly, making intimate contact with the ground, still facing the ground.

"Ugh... it hurts!"

An Beibei grinned in pain, her tears covered her face.

At this moment, she finally realized that she was no longer in the original world, but came to a place called Da Chu.

Here, she is no longer the talented girl who went to the first grade at the age of three, was admitted to university at the age of 12, and was already in the second grade at the age of 15.

There is no need to do experiments and write papers endlessly every day.

No more dealing with your parents' endless divorce battles.

But sadly, she is a black household.

Once discovered, they will be reduced to slaves, the kind with no personal freedom at all.

Fortunately, she immediately found a super authentic native husband for herself.

It's a pity that this native husband doesn't seem to have the consciousness of pity and tenderness.

Even seeing her lying on the ground like a dead fish at the moment, she didn't intend to help her at all.

(End of this chapter)