Near four o'clock in the afternoon, a friend called Qianxing to invite Qianxing to dinner. Qianxing fled the place in a hurry.

After Lu Yuan sent Qianxing away and returned, the two pairs of father and son finally finished playing football.

The group of people returned home lazily, and Mrs. Rong also happened to return home.

She hadn't seen her two grandsons for most of the day, and Mrs. Rong couldn't bear to remember them. She didn't care that the two little guys were covered in sweat and couldn't bear to let go of them.

Seeing that Mrs. Rong was even willing to take care of bathing the little guy, Rong Juan was not polite to his own mother. He left his son to Mrs. Rong and took Qiao Weiwei back to the room.

Qiao Weiwei was busy replying to a message on his phone when he was pulled back to the room in a daze. When he realized it, Rong Juan had already closed the door and locked it carefully.

Qiao Wei suddenly noticed something, but he just didn't say anything, sat down on the stool at the end of the bed, and continued to look down at his mobile phone.

Rong Juan came forward and was about to sit down next to her when Qiao Weiwei quickly stretched out his hand to stop him, "You're covered in stinky sweat, grass and mud. Don't you know how to take a shower first?"

Rong Juan shamelessly sat down next to her and said, "Honey, did I perform well today?"

Of course Joe only knew what he was referring to.

When he was at home, he said good things to her about taking care of the children. When he was at the stadium, he heard Rong Heng say that there was no interest between them and he rarely fell out. This is indeed a good performance for Rong Juan.

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"Absolutely." Qiao Weiwei said calmly.

These three simple words made Rong Juan excited instantly, and Lai rubbed against Qiao Weiwei again and again.

The only thing Joe disliked was, "Can you go take a shower first?"

Rong Juan took her hand and wrapped it around his waist, whispered in her ear: "You wash with me... just like that day..."

Qiao Ziwei calmly pulled his hand back and said, "You have a pretty good idea."

How could Rong Juan give up so easily? He pulled her hand back and muttered aggrievedly: "You ignored me last night... I have behaved so well today..."

Joe's only glance at him was, "Well, so that's why you're doing so well?"

"This is a reward." Rong Juan corrected her seriously, "I am so good, of course I should be rewarded, don't you think so?"

Before Qiao Weiwei had time to refute him, the man had already pulled her up without any explanation and pulled her into the bathroom...

"As long as you know the little fun between us, it's not Rong Heng's turn to talk nonsense, right..."

Amidst Rong Juan's low murmur, Qiao Weiyi closed the bathroom door with a bang.

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In another room, Rong Heng sneezed as soon as he took off his sportswear.

Just as Lu Yuan took out a change of clothes for him, he couldn't help but feel nervous when he heard the sneezing: "You don't have a cold, do you?"

"Having a cold like this? You underestimate your husband too much." Rong Heng said, "You don't know what my body is like? Someone must be saying bad things about me behind my back!"

After Lu Yuan heard this, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Gr, you forgot that -"

She suddenly paused when she said this, but Rong Heng suddenly remembered something and glared at her, "What was that?"

Lu Yuan pursed her lips, shook her head, and said, "I don't remember."
Chapter completed!