My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!
Chapter 226 -s 227-228 Someone is peeping_1

Chapter 226: Chapters 227-228 Someone is peeping_1

Tan Zhenghong immediately jumped out of bed, grabbing Qiao Duo’er’s hand, "Wife, there’s still water in the kettle. I just boiled it."

Qiao Duo’er helplessly curled her lips, saying that Tan Zhenghong jumped out of bed, and that wasn’t an unjust accusation at all, he seemed to have leaped to her side in an instant.

This is called human potential, right?

Tan Zhenghong considerately poured Qiao Duo’er a cup of water and even tested the temperature first.

"Wife, it’s not hot, just the right temperature to drink."

Actually, Qiao Duo’er had just finished drinking red date tea and wasn’t thirsty at all.

But under Tan Zhenghong’s eager gaze, she could only brace herself and drink.

Like the peasant families they were, their cups were just as honest, and after drinking, Qiao Duo’er felt her belly was full of water.

Touching her bulging stomach, she silently cursed Tan Zhenghong a few times in her mind.

How come he’s so honest right now?

Couldn’t he see that she was just shy? Besides, wasn’t the red date tea brewed by him? Even thinking with his toes, he should know she wasn’t thirsty!

With a belly full of water, how could she sleep later?

No, that’s too early to worry about right now. She should think about what Tan Zhenghong was up to instead.

Who knows what evil he had read about in that book.

"Wife, it’s late. Shall we go to sleep?"

But his mood quickly sunk to the bottom because Qiao Duo’er pointed towards the window.

Was there something outside the back window?

The Tan family’s house faced south with its back to the north, with Sun Erhu’s home to the east, and the Zhou family to the west. There was a small alley about a meter wide between the Tan family and the Zhou family; if there was a problem, it would definitely be in the alley.

Qiao Duo’er spoke in a delicate voice, "Why are you standing there? Aren’t we going to sleep?"

Tan Zhenghong, clueless, could only lie down as Qiao Duo’er suggested, but his eyes never left that window.

Suddenly, a shadow climbed up the window—it seemed to be a hand.

Under the watchful eyes of Qiao Duo’er and Tan Zhenghong, the hand scratched a hole in the window.

At this moment, Tan Zhenghong was immensely relieved that Qiao Duo’er had discovered it in advance, otherwise, today there would only have been two outcomes.

One was to be scared to death, and the other was to be peeped at.

Holding a grudge, Tan Zhenghong went out.

Qiao Duo’er’s lips curled into a cold smile—whoever dared to squat under her window was courting death!

She was tired of the life on the edge of the knife and wanted to live a simple rural life, but this didn’t mean her instincts had dimmed.

Even now, she was particularly sensitive to the scent of people.

This was a habit formed over many years because the existence of another person could have been the end of her life—how could she not be careful?

Guessing that Tan Zhenghong had already reached the alley, Qiao Duo’er began to act too.

Suddenly she opened the window, and the person standing underneath didn’t have time to evade, not even having enough time to pull his hand out of his waistband.

Damn it, it was actually Tan Zhongzhong!

When Tan Zhenghong saw the window open, he immediately covered the person with the quilt, then his fists started raining down like raindrops.

Crouching under a newlywed’s window, what could he be up to?

So Tan Zhenghong didn’t hold back at all.

Qiao Duo’er still didn’t feel it was enough and promptly said, "Hit hard, just don’t kill him!"

It’s one thing to hit a few times, but if it leads to a fatality it would be hard to explain later, and they might even face imprisonment.

The window suddenly opened, and immediately after, someone was beaten violently over the head. Tan Zhongzhong was confused, but the pain coursing through his body made him quickly realize what was happening.

Because if he didn’t speak up, he was going to be beaten to death!

"Fourth Boss, it’s me, I’m your third brother, stop hitting me!" Tan Zhongzhong hastily revealed his identity.

Tan Zhenghong’s lips twitched, and after landing two more punches, he finally stopped.

Tan Zhongzhong managed to remove the quilt from his head with his hands and feet, revealing his miserable, beaten face.

Tan Zhenghong with a frown asked, "What are you doing squatting under my window?"

Tan Zhongzhong’s eyes darted around—why was he squatting under Tan Zhenghong’s back window?

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