Pretty idiots are born to be played with and ruined by their husbands.

Chapter 72 Zhou Gangxun wants to eat a couple of bites tonight.

Ruan Zhijuan tilted her head back as she was being kissed and bitten, glancing sideways at Zhou Gangxun. "Hmph, his nose is really high, and he's really strong. He almost knocked me over!"

"You just said you'd let me have a couple of bites, is that a promise?" Zhou Gangxun asked in Cantonese, his nose nudging Ruan Zhijuan's soft skin.

"Tonight?"

No sooner had she finished speaking than Zhou Gangxun's low chuckle brushed against Ruan Zhijuan's eardrums again, "How do you want me to eat?"

Ruan Zhijuan blushed and felt hot as Zhou Gangxun kept asking him questions. He felt that these words were a bit strange, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

If he were as "knowledgeable" and "worldly-wise" as Zhou Gangxun, he would know that what Zhou Gangxun was saying was probably just flirtatious talk.

"Hmm... I'll hold it for you, or you can hold it yourself..." Ruan Zhijuan replied with a pout, feeling a little aggrieved, as if he had sold himself.

When Zhou Gangxun heard this, he felt that his illness was not his fault at all. What kind of mental abnormality was this? With a wife like that, he was bound to get all sorts of illnesses sooner or later.

He patted Ruan Zhijuan's feet clean with his palm, then put them in his pocket.

His wife is so sexy that she'll attract unwanted attention if she's out in public.

Gouging out each person's eyes one by one is too slow; it's faster to hide them.

As soon as Ruan Zhijuan's foot entered Zhou Gangxun's waistband, it felt like it was being burned. It was hot and uncomfortable, so he moved his toes and stepped on Zhou Gangxun's hip.

"Gurgle...gurgle..."

Ruan Zhijuan's stomach growled. He hadn't eaten breakfast all day. He had just taken a bite of the toast with strawberry jam when he came to see the big boss, Zhou.

"Hungry?" Zhou Gangxun's voice was hoarse. He lifted Ruan Zhijuan's bottom and carried her to a safe, shady spot under a tree, where he placed her on the steps. "Wait for me here."

Zhou Gangxun went to find Li Siguang and asked him to have two people block the road and collect some food from the vehicles that hadn't left.

Given the current situation, it would take an hour to get to the city center by car, and another half hour to walk up from the traffic jam at the foot of the mountain. The round trip would take three hours, and his wife's stomach would be empty from hunger.

Traffic jam section.

The young man looked at the money he had just handed over and the bag of Maltesers in his hand. "Brother Xun is too generous with his wife. Double the price! This small bag of biscuits isn't cheap at the original price, and now it's doubled, which is several dollars. That's enough to buy a lot of groceries. Can't Sister Xun just bear to be hungry for a little while and wait for the government-provided boxed lunches at noon? They have both meat and vegetables..."

"You don't even have a wife, yet you're talking about others? If you had Foreman Zhou's skills, you could have gotten a villa project and then had an accident that would have directly led to the government taking action. You wouldn't care about this little bit of money. Didn't you see that the errand fee they gave us was thirty yuan? That's almost a day's wages on the construction site."

The middle-aged man, smoking a cigarette, put the eight-treasure porridge he had just bought twice into a bag and said, "Let's work hard with him. We may not be as capable as him, but we won't go hungry if we follow someone like him."

"That's true... People who have been to school are different. When Brother Xun first came to the construction site, I thought he wouldn't last more than a few days before leaving. I never expected him to become a foreman now."

In less than twenty minutes, several workers returned with a bag of snacks. Even at double the price, they still made a considerable amount, including bread, chocolate, spicy strips, instant noodles, and AD calcium milk... quite a complete selection.

Li Siguang placed the bag of snacks next to Ruan Zhijuan, "Have something to eat first, lunch will be served soon."

Ruan Zhijuan paused for two seconds on the delicious food, then asked, "Where's Zhou Gangxun? Where did he go?"

"They're probably out discussing business," Li Siguang said. "Government projects are usually quite complicated, with many rules and regulations to be aware of."

"Oh." Ruan Zhijuan pouted and unhappily tore open the lid of the eight-treasure porridge. She licked the sweet porridge with her tongue and looked around for someone. Humph, where did she go to discuss the project? Doesn't she know that even with her broken leg, she should stay by his side and take care of him? How can she just run around like that?

A dozen minutes later, Zhou Gangxun returned, carrying a pair of clean puppy shoes.

Ruan Zhijuan's eyes lit up, and she hummed in surprise, realizing that he had gone to find her shoes.

But soon he noticed Zhou Gangxun's leg; it was lame. He had been walking with a limp.

Zhou Gangxun placed the shoes in front of Ruan Zhijuan, "I'll buy a new pair when we get back, so you won't be upset if you lose them."

Ruan Zhijuan hummed, kicking the puppy slipper with his fair, slightly reddened foot. He didn't like the puppy slipper anymore.

But then he thought about it, and realized that Zhou Gangxun had dragged his bad leg to find it for him, and then he had reached for it and put it on himself.

He kept cursing in his heart, calling Zhou Gangxun a complete idiot.

Zhou Gangxun looked at Ruan Zhijuan, and without making a sound, took out a wad of cash from his pocket and counted it in a pretentious manner, one bill at a time, in front of Ruan Zhijuan.

Ruan Zhijuan started staring at the wad of money in Zhou Gangxun's hand again. That scoundrel Zhou Gangxun, he actually secretly hid some money from her. Hmph.

Zhou Gangxun noticed Ruan Zhijuan secretly glancing at him, seemingly cursing him in her heart, and chuckled, "A man needs money outside, wife."

Of the 5,000 yuan in stocks, he used 1,000 yuan of the principal to buy new shares, and used the rest to enroll Ruan Zhijuan in courses and rent equipment, leaving him with 800 yuan.

Zhou Gangxun took out three hundred from his pocket, thought for a moment, then exchanged it for two hundred, keeping about two days' worth. He stuffed the remaining six bills into Ruan Zhijuan's pocket. "Are you feeling better now?"

Ruan Zhijuan blinked, his eyes brightening slightly. He wasn't in a bad mood at all. Touching his pocket full of money, he nodded and mumbled with a nasal tone, "Feeling better."

Zhou Gangxun gave him another six hundred dollars. He has so much money now that he can't even spend it all.

That evening, Zhou Gangxun stayed at the highway rest area to watch the equipment, so Ruan Zhijuan didn't go home either.

Because Zhou Gangxun wants to eat two bites of him tonight _(:зゝ∠)_.

The rest area consisted of small houses set up with white tents, each containing a cot. Zhou Gangxun's room was a separate one. Although it was not visible, the surrounding area was made of cloth, so it wasn't very soundproof.

As a result, workers passing by at night could always hear strange noises coming from Zhou Gangxun's house.

Someone listened carefully and asked, "Where did the cat come from in Brother Xun's house? And why does it sound like it's cursing?"

"I don't know, maybe my sister-in-law liked it so she kept it indoors?"

Inside the room, Ruan Zhijuan, with red eyes and her head held high, held up her clothes, not daring to look. Whenever she saw her flesh being pulled up, rolled and rubbed flat, she felt like crying and wanted to urinate.

Zhou Gangxun didn't know what had gotten into him, but he always made that strange sound coming from his throat, though Ruan Zhijuan always suppressed it. Whenever he wanted to make a sound, he would imitate an old cat's meow, panting and breathing out, "Ha...ha..."

"Ha... Zhou Gangxun... Ha..."

Zhou Gangxun was completely annoyed by Ruan Zhijuan's strange cries, and buried his face in the white flesh, shrugging his shoulders and chuckling softly.

Ruan Zhijuan slapped Zhou Gangxun's face, grumbling and scolding him in a low voice, "Zhou Gangxun, you...you shouldn't laugh, hurry up and eat, you have to go to sleep after you finish eating, hurry up and go to sleep..."

Sleeping... Zhou Gangxun's face was buried deeper and deeper, his breathing...

Has his wife forgotten that he sleepwalks and still needs to get up to eat even after he falls asleep?

And they ate even more voraciously.

……

At one o'clock in the morning, Zhou Gangxun finished eating, applied the ointment he carried with him to Ruan Zhijuan, played with her for another half hour, and then went to sleep.

After another ten minutes or so, Ruan Zhijuan, who was lying on the other side, got up and touched Zhou Gangxun's injured leg.

Then, in the dark, I examined the poor flesh; it was red and swollen. That bastard! He said he'd only eat two bites, but he ate for three hours straight.

Hmph, Ruan Zhijuan thinks next time she can smear something bitter on it and give that bastard Zhou Gangxun a bitter taste.

Just then, Ruan Zhijuan suddenly heard someone calling him from outside. He was momentarily stunned, and then, as if possessed, he followed them out.