"Hmm … What's the matter?" Shi Mingge's expressionless face twitched as he asked indifferently.
"Can't I call you if I have nothing to do?" Liu Enxun was unhappy and glared at him.
"I'm a little tired today." Shi Mingge stretched out his fingers and pressed his temples with just the right amount of strength. Indeed, after attending Zhou Manchun and Jin Beisen's wedding, his whole heart had drifted away …
"Tired? When are you not tired? Anyway, you are tired talking to me. Don't you feel tired talking to Zhou Manchun? "Liu Enxun pouted, and her tone was a little jealous and unhappy.
"Xiaoxun, don't make trouble." Shi Mingge's low voice was bewitching, as if it could make people lose their minds.
When Liu Enxun heard the words "Xiaoxun", she became quiet. She suddenly smiled and said, "You haven't called me Xiaoxun for a long time."
"Hold on a little longer. When our plan succeeds, I will take you away from here." Shi Mingge continued to press his temples. He didn't know whether he was lying or not, but he said it casually.
Liu Enxun took it very seriously. She nodded sincerely and said, "Okay, for the sake of our plan, I will definitely work hard. Mingge, I won't disturb your rest anymore. I just want to say good night to you."
Shi Mingge narrowed his tired eyes and smiled faintly. "Good night, Xiaoxun."
The next day, City A ushered in a rare good weather. The warm sunlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows, through the gaps of the thick curtains, and fell on the floor like stars.
The person on the bed turned over lazily, and her white and soft hands touched the man next to her restlessly. Her green and tender fingers touched his strong and elastic muscles. Zhou Manchun hid under the quilt and giggled.
Jin Beisen opened his sleepy eyes and grabbed the head of the little woman next to him from the quilt. The two heads leaned against each other and rubbed against each other. The intimate and ambiguous action was full of tenderness.
"Beisen, good morning." Zhou Manchun said with a sweet smile.
"Good morning, wife." With that, the man's big hand clasped her head, and his thin lips sealed her lips domineeringly.
Zhou Manchun was almost suffocated by Jin Beisen's kiss. She pushed her and begged for mercy.
Jin Beisen was like a hungry beast. His calloused and rough fingertips touched her red and tender little face. Zhou Manchun's body suddenly trembled.
Seeing the blurred look in his eyes, Zhou Manchun immediately understood what Jin Beisen was thinking. She quickly sat up from the bed, stretched herself, and muttered, "You should go and earn money to support your family."
"What about you?" Jin Beisen also sat up and raised his eyebrows.
"I'm in charge of being as beautiful as a flower."
"You've always been beautiful." Jin Beisen pounced over and clasped her shoulders with both hands. His resolute face had an ambiguous look.
He was flirting with her again!
Zhou Manchun pouted and shook her head firmly. "I know I'm beautiful. Okay, you can go to work."
"Wife, you're asking me to go to work on the first day of our marriage?" Jin Beisen narrowed his eyes dangerously, and his lips hooked into a doting smile.
"What else can I do? We're not going on a honeymoon, and there's nothing to do at home. Don't worry, I won't be bored at home alone. "
A layer of hesitation appeared in his black eyes. Jin Beisen really couldn't understand what this woman, Zhou Manchun, was thinking. Fine, he jumped off the bed and dejectedly walked into the bathroom.
Although the weather was cold, Zhou Manchun didn't laze in bed. She followed Jin Beisen into the bathroom.
Jin Beisen was brushing his teeth inside. Zhou Manchun walked over, picked up a cup and toothbrush, and nimbly squeezed toothpaste onto the toothbrush. Both of them were focused on brushing their teeth, and neither of them spoke.
Just as Zhou Manchun lowered her head, Jin Beisen moved his face over and kissed Zhou Manchun's pink cheek with his mouth full of bubbles.
She turned her head in a daze, but unexpectedly, what she saw was Jin Beisen's mouth full of bubbles.
Zhou Manchun's face turned red. She gently pushed away the man who had a smirk on his face. She spat out the bubbles in her mouth and quickly brushed her teeth.
"Jin Beisen!" Zhou Manchun touched her face with her hand, which was still stained with Jin Beisen's foam.
"Call me Beisen. I don't like it when you call me by my full name." Jin Beisen's evil mouth raised a smile, and there was a deep infatuation hidden in his eyes.
"Beisen."
"Well, good girl."
Zhou Manchun was played by Jin Beisen, and she was a little speechless. The anger just now disappeared in an instant. She forgot what she wanted to say.
"I … I just washed my face."
"What are you afraid of? There is hot water at home. Wash it again. "
Zhou Manchun turned on the tap angrily, picked up the towel, and filled it with hot water. She washed it again patiently.
After breakfast, Jin Beisen went to work. Zhou Manchun gently and virtuously watched as Jin Beisen got into the car and left. She looked very much like a good wife and loving mother.
Zhou Manchun watched TV at home for a while. She felt a little tired after staring at the TV for a long time. She closed her eyes and rested for a while. Suddenly, a "ding dong ding dong" sound came from her phone.
It was a message from the Weibo she followed. The preliminaries of the "A Midsummer Night's Dream" piano competition had ended. But because this year's contestants were evenly matched, no one played the most moving piece. Therefore, the finals of the "A Midsummer Night's Dream" piano competition had been postponed for a whole five months, just to pick out the performer who could play the most moving piece.
This piano competition that was supposed to be held in the heat of the summer was the first time in many years that it was postponed. Zhou Manchun seriously looked at the Weibo post for a long time. Her slender fingers couldn't help but click on the comments below the post.
There were already 50,000 comments. Zhou Manchun saw a comment from a netizen. It said, "Where did Zhou Manchun, the previous gold medal winner, go?"
Her clear eyes seemed to be covered by a layer of mist. Zhou Manchun rubbed her eyes and continued to read the comments. She didn't expect so many netizens to mention her name.
How? So many people still remember her?
In the previous competition, Zhou Manchun won the gold medal when she was in her second year of high school. She became the youngest gold medal winner in history for "A Midsummer Night's Dream". "A Midsummer Night's Dream" was the most prestigious international piano competition. The gold medal winners before Zhou Manchun were all very old, and now they were all judges for "A Midsummer Night's Dream".
"Aunt Wang, Aunt Wang." Zhou Manchun stood up, her voice filled with excitement.
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