The 70s Novel: The Supporting Character Just Wants to Lie Down-Chapter 291: Leading by Example

Only a man truly understands another man.

Jiang Yan naturally saw the smugness in his eyes. Hmph, no matter how honest a man appears on the surface, the inherent flaws are never absent.

But today is the wedding day, and the other party greeted them with smiles. Jiang Yan was already here and had no plans to cause trouble, especially since he wasn’t familiar with this cousin.

He casually picked up his wine glass, clinked it against his, and simply said, "Congratulations on your wedding." Then he downed it in one go, gave a brief gesture, and sat down, pulling his wife to sit down as well.

Ma Jian smiled awkwardly at this; if the other party wasn’t enthusiastic, it would hurt his pride to keep approaching. He wasn’t someone shameless.

Fortunately, Zheng Pingping was observant and cheerfully chimed in, "Thank you, Cousin, Cousin-in-law. Enjoy the food and drinks. We’ll go toast other guests first and chat later."

"Go ahead, we’re all family here, no need to fuss over us," Wang Miaomiao said gracefully, knowing Jiang Yan was not fond of matters related to the Zheng Family.

Watching their backs as they left, Wang Miaomiao restrained her smile and sighed lightly. Fake smiles are so damn exhausting.

The wedding banquet wasn’t over yet, but Jiang Yan took Wang Miaomiao and left. Staying there and listening to some people’s boasting, they felt like they would vomit up what they’d eaten.

With some free time, it’d be better to go home and play with their son.

"Darling, Mommy and Daddy are home..." Before arriving, her voice reached home first. Wang Miaomiao quickly walked into the house, heading towards the garden pavilion.

Now the two little ones were at the stage of learning to talk and walk, which was incredibly fun.

During the day, Old Master Jiang and Jiang Zhongyi would help watch over them and play with them.

At this time, they should be taking a walk over at the pavilion, walking off the meal, a healthy habit.

"Mama, Mama..." Xiao Hanhan was already able to call out "mama," albeit not very clearly, but it was still a delightful surprise for her.

"Ah... ah..." Xiao Zihui, hearing Wang Miaomiao’s voice, suddenly stood up from his little stool, wobbly rushing forward.

Old Master Jiang was startled and quickly stood up to follow behind, keeping a safe distance but not helping him. His eyes were bright with excitement; this little great-grandson walked unsteadily yet didn’t fall.

As Wang Miaomiao entered the corridor, she saw her younger son wobbling towards her like a drunk, thrilling yet delightful. Her little son could walk, indeed a capable boy.

Wang Miaomiao simply squatted down, clapping her hands and opening her arms wide, "Xiao Huihui, come to mama quickly, come on..."

Xiao Zihui saw his mother too, clapped his hands along, but the action nearly made him lose his balance, almost falling over. He spread his little arms, wobbled again, surprisingly stood firm, then with a few small white teeth showing and drool flowing, he dashed into Wang Miaomiao’s arms like a chick returning to its nest.

Wang Miaomiao held her sweet-smelling, soft little son, feeling her heart melt.

"Oh my, mommy’s little darling, you’re amazing." Wang Miaomiao couldn’t resist kissing his smooth, tender cheek, knowing that kids shouldn’t be kissed much, but she couldn’t help it—he was just too lovable.

Xiao Zihui, with his big round eyes, suddenly bumped into Wang Miaomiao’s face, then... smeared her face all over with his saliva...

Wang Miaomiao didn’t mind at all, her eyes shining, she offered up her other cheek, "Kiss me again..."

Xiao Zihui didn’t disappoint, really bumping into her again, then "giggle giggle..." laughing endlessly.

"Alright, wipe that saliva off, it’s dirty."

Still excited, Wang Miaomiao was suddenly pulled up by Jiang Yan, the little one in her arms being taken away and handed to Old Master Jiang.

Being dragged by Jiang Yan, Wang Miaomiao anxiously said, "What are you doing? I haven’t properly kissed Xiao Hanhan and Xiao Huihui yet. Did you see? Xiao Huihui can kiss now, and I bet Xiao Hanhan would learn it right away..."

Jiang Yan led her to the restroom, pursing his lips, wetting a towel to wipe her face.

Wang Miaomiao realized it afterward, "Do you mind your son’s saliva? Yet their pee doesn’t bother you..."

Jiang Yan didn’t speak, meticulously wiping her face clean. Seeing her innocent, confused look, he cupped her small face, seriously saying, "You’re mine, every inch of your skin is mine, so how can you let other men touch it? From now on, you’re not allowed to kiss them, nor let them kiss you!"

Wang Miaomiao, incredulous, said, "What are you on about, they’re your sons, and they’re so little, how could you be jealous over this?"

"I don’t agree, kissing my sons is perfectly normal... mmm mmm..."

Jiang Yan silenced her endless chatter with his mouth, stopping her from saying things he didn’t want to hear.

After a long while, Wang Miaomiao, out of breath, still reluctantly said, "Jiang Yan, don’t be unreasonable, I can agree with you on anything else, but really not this, my sons, I... mmm mmm..."

Just barely catching her breath for not even a minute, silenced again.

Jiang Yan’s gaze deepened; using this method wasn’t he punishing himself?

His own wife, fragrant and soft, gently nestled against him. An open and upright gentleman, but when it’s his wife, him being lawfully certified, why does he pretend to be virtuous...

"Jiang Yan, you bastard, in broad daylight..." Wang Miaomiao panted heavily, her fragrance enticing his hormones to flood uncontrollably.

Oh no... Wang Miaomiao felt a shock in her heart, that overwhelming gaze appeared again. She tried to save herself once more, "Ah Yan, Honey, dear husband, let’s go out quickly, the kids will look for us... ah... mmm..."

It wasn’t even a moonlit night, yet why did he turn into a wolf...

So, don’t provoke a man again and again; their self-control varies from person to person, unpredictable, don’t easily tease them. Once the limits are broken, the consequences are unimaginable.

On this day, Wang Miaomiao deeply felt the charm from her dear husband, indeed captivating her so she was dizzy yet willingly overwhelmed.

The next morning, she could only furiously punch the pillow next to her to vent her embarrassment and frustration.

"Good morning, Miao Miao, come drink some soup quickly, specially made for you, have a lot..." Aunt Li smiled with meaningful intent.

Wang Miaomiao’s already rosy cheeks got even redder, feeling uneasy inside. What’s going on? Soup specially made for her first thing in the morning, it’s not what she thinks, is it...

But when she saw the bowl of soup, she knew—it was exactly what she thought. Red dates, white fungus, lily soup, specifically nourishing a woman’s blood and energy.

"No... Why this, first thing in the morning?" Wang Miaomiao held the bowl, her heart in chaos, asking hopefully.

Aunt Li chuckled, "Jiang Yan specifically instructed it last night, told me to prepare more soup for you to nourish your body..."

Alright, no more questions, asking would only embarrass herself. That damn man, he really had a plan, just wait... Wang Miaomiao, red-faced, held the bowl, gnashing her teeth as she drank the soup.