Black Bellied Husband’s Indulgence: His Wife is not Allowed to Hide

After speaking, she strode forward, took a step directly, and walked up very easily!

Fortunately, the sun came out after the rain, so the rain on the steps dried up a lot, at least not slipping!

Looking at her energetic look at this time, Jiang Beihan raised an eyebrow.

It's not hard to imagine what she would get tired after ten minutes!

Because this step is much longer than she imagined!

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Song Wenxin climbed up step by step. After a while, Jiang Beihan quickly caught up with her, and was next to her, to prevent her from falling!

At the beginning, Song Wenxin was quite confident that she could climb up here, but after a while, she was tired and exhausted. She stopped tiredly, supported her waist with one hand, and breathed with her mouth.

Hanging a big belly, climbing stairs is indeed a very hard job!

"Why, you have no energy?" Jiang Beihan stopped behind her and asked her in a low voice.

In the tone, with a bit of fun ...

He knew that she couldn't last long!

"I'll just rest for a while!" Song Wenxin supported his waist with one hand, panting from his mouth.

Jiang Beihan frowned as she looked a little flushed.

"Don't be stubborn!" When the words fell, he leaned down, stretched out his strong arms, and hugged her whole body.

Song Wen was so frightened that he quickly reached out and grabbed the clothes on his chest to prevent himself from falling!

"Jiangbeihan, don't mess around, it's on the mountain!" Song Wenxin glanced down at the steps, some frightened ...

If they fell, the consequences would be unthinkable!

"What about the mountain? Song Wenxin, have I told you, never underestimate your husband's ability!" Jiangbei Han raised his chin and said disdainfully.

His physical strength was more than enough to hold her up the mountain!

"but……"

"Begin now, lean on me and save your strength!" Jiang Beihan could not help but hold her and walked towards the steps!

Seeing his persistence, Song Wenxin sighed in shame, and leaned his head against his chest obediently.

This man ... really reliable!

At this moment, Song Wenxin seemed to be full of courage.

No matter what happens in the future, there doesn't seem to be anything to be afraid of.

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Jiang Beihan took her to the mountain almost in one breath and stopped in front of the tombstone.

This is the only tombstone on this mountain!

"Let me down ..." Song Wenxin turned to look at the tombstone, and quickly reached out and pushed Jiang Beihan's chest.

Although he didn't look very tired, there was still a thin layer of sweat on his forehead ...

Jiang Beihan glanced down at her, then leaned down and set her down firmly.

Song Wenxin took the tissue from his pocket and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Seeing this, Jiang Beihan's figure paused and looked down at her.

"In this kind of weather, it's easy to catch a cold if you don't wipe it after sweating." Song Wenxin whispered as he wiped his sweat.

After helping him wipe his sweat, Song Wenxin retracted his hand and put the tissue back into his pocket.

The two stood in front of the tombstone and stood side by side for a while ...

Song Wenxin's eyes stopped on the photo and name on the tombstone.

Zhou Yuqing ...

This is his mother's name ...