My Favorite Manly Husband [BL]

Chapter 7

Farmers don't have much entertainment at night and usually go to bed early. Shen Yanbei, who is accustomed to the modern and colorful nightlife, must not be able to stand this kind of schedule for the first time, but suddenly there is a daughter-in-law that is different! He wished it was dark soon and lay on the bed with his wife!

But you have to take a shower if you want to sleep! Shen Yanbei immediately looked for clothes to change.

Take a shower! How good a bath! It's easy to hug and hug if you wash it fragrantly. By the way, he has to look at the cost of this body! Although he is not as strong as his wife in modern times, he often goes to the gym. Both his physical strength and endurance are great!

Hearing that Shen Yanbei was going to take a bath, the man hurried to boil water. Shen Yan at Peking University recovered from his illness, but he could not catch cold anymore.

When Father Shen and Mother Shen were still there, he drilled a well in the yard behind the house and built a small cabin for bathing next to the wall. The family usually bathed in this cabin. But after the old couple left, the cabin was blown down by the storm, and the original owner was depressed and left it alone. A few days after the man got married, he had to serve the original owner and work to support his family. He was so busy that he didn't have time to repair.

Generally, farmers are not that troublesome. The Shen family is rich and pays attention to digging wells to build wooden houses for bathing. Those who are poorer directly wash in the river and wash their dirty clothes after the bath. But Shen Yanbei was not used to walking birds, so he thought about it and found a wooden barrel out of the utility room. The wooden barrel was bought by Shen's father who had just married Shen's mother. It was more than a meter deep and very large, more than enough for an adult man.

The man brushed the barrel clean, and hurried in and out filled Shen Yanbei with a bucket full of hot water. Shen Yanbei stood aside helplessly and watched. He wanted to help his wife not to let him go, and his body was pampered for many years. He couldn't carry his shoulders or his hands, and he couldn't even lift a bucket of water! just tried to carry a bucket of water. Before got up, staggered and almost fell into the mud. It was the daughter-in-law who did not let him make a fool of himself!

Lao Tzu's face was lost! Shen Yanbei was extremely depressed.

Tried the water temperature and it was just right. Shen Yanbei sighed comfortably when he soaked in the water.

It's a pity that my wife is too shy and runs fast, or else take a mandarin duck bath, hehehe! Shen Yanbei thought as he washed, but when he saw his body like a white chicken, all his thoughts were gone.

This pair of skinny skin and tender flesh, the skin is as fair as a female gun, and the physical strength is still poor. How can it be attacked?

Shen Yanbei rubbed the saponins fiercely, and decided to start exercising tomorrow.

When Shen Yanbei made the bed, the man came out from the shower.

Because of being steamed, the man's face was flushed. The clothes on his body were very unfit, the neckline was wide open and could not be fastened, revealing the man's strong chest. The man's hair was still dripping, and the drops of water slid down his neck, rolled over his sexy chest muscles, and finally disappeared in his clothes.

Shen Yanbei stared at the disappearing drops of water, his eyes straightened.

His eyes were too naked, and the man's ears were red with embarrassment, and he was not embarrassed to come in at the door.

"Ahem..." Shen Yanbei hurriedly retracted his gaze and waved to the man, "Come here and I will dry your hair, otherwise you will catch a cold."

I don't know what Shen Yanbei meant by catching a cold. The man hesitated for a moment, or walked to the bed obediently.

"Sit!" Shen Yanbei seated the man on the side of the bed, picked up a cloth towel and wiped the man's hair,...and watched the scenery by the way.

Shen Yanbei's gaze slipped from top to bottom into the man's slightly bulged chest, and swallowed involuntarily. The man stiffened his back, he didn't dare to move, his head was dizzy, he only heard the thumping heartbeat.

If only it can be touched... the skin is smooth and elastic, and it must feel good...

Shen Yanbei looked stunned, and the movements under his hands also lost weight.

Suddenly the man trembled, and Shen Yanbei came back to his senses: "Do you hurt you?"

The man originally wanted to say no, but Shen Yanbei only told him not long ago that he didn't like lying, so he nodded.

"Sorry, I'll be gentle." Only then did Shen Yanbei get serious, but without wiping twice, Shen Yanbei stopped.

"What's the matter? Why do you have scars on your head?" There was a scabbed wound on the back of the man's head. It seemed that the wound was still new. He just pulled the hair from the man's wound.

"When were you injured?"

The man said dullly: "Half a month ago..."

Shen Yanbei frowned. A man knows martial arts, and he doesn't seem to be low. How could he hurt his head?

Shen Yanbei realized the problem afterwards.

The original owner bought the man back from the trafficker. How could a man with good martial arts fall into the trafficker's hands?

"Aren't you good at martial arts? Why were you arrested by traffickers?"

The man's eyes opened slightly, how could the Patriarch know that he can martial arts?

Shen Yanbei looked at the wound and was a little worried: "Does it hurt? Let's go see the doctor tomorrow morning." This ancient medical technique is backward. If the wound is not treated well, it will be infected, especially the important one like the head. local.

The man's heart warmed: "It doesn't hurt much anymore." After a pause, he said, "Half a month ago, I fell off the cliff and hit my head and fainted. When I woke up, I found that I didn't remember anything. ..."

Your uncle! Isn't this a stage of TV drama? Shen Yanbei's eyes widened in shock. Only then did he remember that he still didn't know what his wife's name was, and hurriedly asked, "Do you still remember your name?"

"Gu Changfeng, my name is Gu Changfeng." The man lowered his head and dared not look at Shen Yanbei.

He is such an ugly Shuang'er with five big three rough and unknown origins.