Rebirth to a Military Marriage: Good Morning Chief - Chapter 943

Chapter 943 His Wife Could Not Sleep in Someone Else’s Bedroom

Miao Jing looked puzzled as she turned to Qiao Nan. Qiao Nan then blinked and looked at Zhai Sheng. What did Brother Zhai mean by these words?

“Nan Nan is born in a month with thirty-one days. I recall that she will be twenty years old in four months’ time.”

“?”

There were two question marks appearing in Qiao Nan and Miao Jing’s eyes respectively. They seemed to be asking why Zhai Sheng said that without an apparent reason.

In the end, Miao Jing was the first to react. “Do you mean that since Nan Nan is born in the month with thirty-one days, she will be twenty years old in four months’ time and the two of you can collect your marriage certificate then?” Ah, that was right. Why did she forget about this?

Those ladies who were born in the months with thirty days would reach the legal age of marriage only when they were twenty-two years old. Nan Nan was born in the month with thirty-one days. Hence, they could collect the marriage certificate when she reached the nominal age of twenty-one years old. She could become part of the Zhai family then.

Miao Jing counted with her fingers and said happily, “In that case, even if the two of you do it, I don’t even need to prepare condoms for you. Even if a ‘life’ is at stake, you will be able to collect the certificate in four months’ time. My grandchild will not become unregistered in the household then!” Why had she forgotten such an important point?

My goodness, if she had known that this was the case, she would not have given Nan Nan the new lingerie that she had specially bought for the latter.

This set of lingerie was certainly Miao Jing’s warning for Zhai Sheng that there should be a bottom line in everything. It would be too much if he were to go off-limits.

“!” With the sound of a pop, the chopsticks in Qiao Nan’s hands dropped on the table directly. She was angered by Miao Jing and Zhai Sheng, this pair of mother and son.

Zhai Sheng quietly helped Qiao Nan pick up the chopsticks and tucked them back in Qiao Nan’s hands. He then picked up a lot of meat with his chopsticks for Qiao Nan, rubbed her head, and hurried her to eat.

At the sight of the heap of dishes in her bowl, Qiao Nan was briefly having an illusion that Zhai Sheng was fattening her up so that he could ‘feast’ on her later on.

Could this be explained as ‘you had eaten your fill now, so I could also eat to my heart’s content next time’?

After the meal, Qiao Nan dropped her chopsticks. Without even watching television, she rushed into Zhai Hua’s room at lightning speed. “Mom, Brother Zhai, I’m feeling sleepy. I will sleep first. Goodnight.” As to who would wash the dishes after the meal today, Qiao Nan was not the least concerned.

Miao Jing rolled her eyes at Zhai Sheng, feeling slightly satisfied. “See, you have scared her away.” Facing her son who was almost twenty-six years old, Miao Jing had been worried. She was happy that her son was not a loose person. However, he was too extreme and it seemed as though he was uninterested in women. Miao Jing had been too concerned.

As a woman with traditional thinking, Miao Jing always felt that yin and yang was the best combination and the way to go.

However, after so many years, Miao Jing had seen the world and was also aware that there were some people who loved people of their gender. She did not discriminate against this type of people but she was reluctant for her son to be one of them.

In the past, when Zhai Yaohui was with Qi Minlan, they had never held hands in front of others. Moreover, there would not be a situation whereby they would go out and stay outside overnight.

At that time, Miao Jing told herself that Zhai Yaohui did not love Qi Minlan. Hence, he was not willing to touch Qi Minlan. There were also such situations.

Later on, she found out that Qiao Nan was the one that her son loved. He had also gotten engaged with Qiao Nan but these two were still dawdling. They did not seem to have any actual progress. They were still purely holding hands after the engagement.

Could Miao Jing, this mother, not feel anxious?

Precisely, the show today came about because of that. Miao Jing wanted to confirm whether her son truly loved woman, was true to Qiao Nan, and could give Qiao Nan a happy sex life.

If that was not the case, Miao Jing was not willing to delay Qiao Nan’s life. It would be better for them to go their separate ways so that neither would delay each other’s time.

However, at this moment, all of Miao Jing’s doubts and worries had disappeared.

His little wife had returned to the bedroom with a red face. His biological mother was humming a small tune. As the only man in the house, Zhai Sheng had the self-awareness to start washing the dishes.

However, when he saw the color of the white porcelain plates was in stark contrast with the skin color of his hands, Zhai Sheng moved his hands and said, “They are not as fair as Nan Nan.”

Fortunately, Qiao Nan was not present. Otherwise, she would definitely feel so shy that she felt like punching Zhai Sheng.

Such an embarrassing thing happened today. After Qiao Nan returned to Zhai Hua’s room, she could not fall asleep for a long time. This was also not her sleeping time based on her usual routine.

However, she was really too embarrassed to leave the room. She could only toss and turn on the bed until she was tired out. Qiao Nan fell asleep in a daze thereafter.

In the middle of the night, the doorknob of Qiao Nan’s bedroom door moved. One could hear the sound of a click. The door seemed to have been unlocked.

Even if there was not a single ray of light in the room, the eyes of Zhai Sheng, who resembled that of a leopard, were not hindered at all. Without a miss, he accurately zoomed in on Qiao Nan, who was laying and sleeping soundly on the bed.

His white T-shirt was still on Qiao Nan. Although it was big, it could only cover Qiao Nan’s round and tiny buttocks. It was above Qiao Nan’s knees.

As such, he could naturally see Qiao Nan’s fair and smooth as well as straight and slender legs that were more beautiful than spring.

When Zhai Sheng carried Qiao Nan up with his hands, he could not help but reach out to touch Qiao Nan’s calves. The skin that did not greet the sun for many years was extremely smooth and tender. In addition, the muscles on the calves were firm and bouncy. That kind of touch-whoever touched it would know how it felt.

Zhai Sheng did not understand. How did his little wife do that? She was so soft all over. It was as if she did not have any bones.

Each time he came into physical contact with his little wife, he could not take his hands off her.

After secretly having a kick, Zhai Sheng carried Qiao Nan up swiftly before she woke up. Zhai Sheng was very strong. Hence, when he lifted Qiao Nan, Qiao Nan did not feel much and also did not wake up from her dreamland.

It was only when Qiao Nan was sleeping in a different place did she dream of a huge python surrounding her in circles and tightening itself on her waist. It seemed to have the intention to strangle her to death. Qiao Nan, who felt suffocated, woke up and broke out in a sweat. She was awakened from the nightmare.

“I…” The feeling of suffocation from the dream was still present. It did not disappear just because she woke up. Qiao Nan looked down. My goodness, the arms of a man were wrapped on her waist.

After what happened during the day, Qiao Nan did not feel frightened now. She was very clear as to whose arms they were.

The problem was that she was sleeping in Sister Zhai Hua’s room. Before she slept, she remembered very clearly that she had already locked the door tightly.

Zhai Sheng, who was hugging Qiao Nan and sleeping, exerted some strength. Thereafter, Qiao Nan’s back and Zhai Sheng’s chest were even closer to each other. Qiao Nan could feel the frequency of Zhai Sheng’s heartbeat through this contact.

“Be good. Sleep.” Zhai Sheng pecked twice on the bare neck of Qiao Nan. His four limbs were tightly intertwined with Qiao Nan. Thereafter, he did not move. He had the intention to sleep.