On the Wedding Night In the 80s, the Sweet Wife Has Space

  Chapter 170 I don’t want my wife’s beauty to be seen by other men

  After waking up, Yunmo took a rare effort to dress herself up.

  There is a beautiful fishbone braid on the top of the head, a few strands of bangs are placed between the white and round forehead, and the hair that reaches the armpit is draped softly behind the head.

The clothing has also been carefully matched. An off-white shirt is covered with a darker-colored sweater vest. Below is a brown-red skirt. The skirt is fluffy and wide. Dark brown lace-up shoes.

   This kind of dress makes her look pure, and reveals the tenderness and charm of a little woman.

  When Yunmo came out of the house, Ling Chuan in the yard immediately looked straight at her.

  Yunmo was very satisfied with the man's reaction, but she pretended to be calm, "After breakfast, I'll go with you to see the place you mentioned."

   It is to explain the reason why she is so beautifully dressed, because she is going out.

  Ling Chuan recovered from his daughter-in-law's peerless beauty, and lowered his head a little shyly, not wanting his daughter-in-law to discover his embarrassment just now, but soon he couldn't control his eyes on her.

   Today's daughter-in-law is so beautiful, like a fairy in the sky. When she walks, her skirt is like a lotus flower in full bloom, carrying a dust that cannot be profaned.

   "Momo, you don't need to go out with me, it's hot and you will be exposed to the sun."

  The man's refusal made Yunmo a little surprised, she looked up at the clear sky, "It's so cool in autumn, where's the heat?"

   "The sun is big."

   "It's okay, I'll just take an umbrella."

   Seeing the man's thin lips slightly pursed, with a displeased look on his face, Yunmo was not angry either.

  Based on her understanding of men, she probably thinks that she is too delicate and can't bear to be tired. When the time comes, he will have to do business and it will be inconvenient to take care of her.

  In fact, Ling Chuan is just a man's desire for monopoly, and he doesn't want his wife's beauty to be seen by other men.

   But at the same time, he also understands that his idea is wrong, and he has no right to restrict his wife's freedom.

  After breakfast, Yunmo followed Ling Chuan out with a small leather bag of the same color as her skirt and an umbrella.

  As Ling Chuan expected, his daughter-in-law attracted the hot eyes of passers-by as soon as she went out on the street.

  Yunmo has been beautiful since she was a child, and she is used to being noticed by others. She is still calm and composed when facing the eyes of passers-by, but Ling Chuan's face is getting darker and darker.

  Especially when you see some men whose eyeballs are almost glued to their own wives.

   "Momo, are you tired? Do you want me to ride you?"

  Hearing the man's question, Yunmo subconsciously glanced at the two big baskets hanging on the back seat of the bicycle, with a very surprised expression, "You don't want me to sit in the baskets, do you? I don't want it!"

   "Not sitting in the back."

  After hearing this, Yunmo was even more surprised, "Why don't you sit in the back?"

  Yun Mo thought about the scene of herself sitting on the front of the bicycle. The picture was so beautiful that she dared not look at it.

  Ling Chuan blushed a little, "You can sit on the horizontal bar."

  Yunmo was taken aback, of course she had never sat on a horizontal bar, but she saw many adults riding bicycles on the road, and they put their children on the horizontal bar.

  It's too embarrassing for her to sit on the bar at such a big age.

  But I feel anticipation and curiosity inexplicably in my heart, after all, I have never tried it.

  Seeing that she didn't speak, Ling Chuan thought she was unwilling, so he couldn't help pushing the bicycle and continued walking forward with some disappointment.

   Just before he took two steps, someone tugged at his sleeve.

   As soon as he turned his head, he met his daughter-in-law's beautiful apricot eyes, "Didn't you say to pick me up? Are you kidding me?"

   "No." Ling Chuan was happy but embarrassed.

   "How do I sit on it?"

   "Momo, wait a minute."

  Ling Chuan stretched his long legs and rode on the bicycle, and he could step on the ground steadily without tiptoes.

  Don't ask, it means the legs are too long.

  After sitting down, Ling Chuan took off his coat again, folded it in half a few times and put it on the horizontal bar, then signaled Yunmo to go up.

   "What, ah!"

  Yun Mo walked up to the horizontal bar, and just about to say how to get on it, the man hugged her waist to the horizontal bar with one arm.

   It was the first time she sat on such a thin horizontal bar, and her feet couldn't step on the ground. Yunmo was so flustered that she grabbed the man's arm tightly with both hands.

   "Ling Chuan, I can't, I will fall."

   "I won't fall, Momo, you lean back a little, and you won't be afraid if you lean against me."

  Yunmo obediently leaned her body back, and was surprised to find that the man's slightly tilted chest and outstretched arms held her upper body firmly like an ergonomic chair.

  She didn't even need to grab his arm to sit still.

   "Momo, are you seated yet?"

  The hot breath of the man's words hit the base of her ears, and Yunmo's face couldn't help turning red.

   "Sit down."

  Getting her response, Ling Chuan stepped on the bicycle pedal with his left foot, kicked hard, and the bicycle rushed forward like an arrow off the string.

  Inertia caused Yunmo to fall backwards, and her hands subconsciously grabbed the arms of the man beside her.

  It may be because of the need to exert force during the cycling process. The man's arm muscles are very tense. Yunmo couldn't help pinching it, and found that it was harder than a rock.

   Sitting on the bicycle, the eyes on Yunmo on the road were much less, because before he had time to see clearly, the bicycle "swished" past.

  After discovering this, Ling Chuan rode faster and faster, shuttling through the street like a nimble loach.

  Yunmo thought it was very fresh at first, but then she found that the speed of the car was getting faster and faster, and she couldn't help but feel scared.

   "Ling Chuan, ride slowly!"

   Seeing his daughter-in-law's fear, Ling Chuan hurriedly slowed down the car, "Is this okay?"

"Um."

  Although there are clothes on the horizontal bar, my buttocks still hurt after sitting for a long time. Fortunately, I soon arrived at the place where Lingchuan sells goods.

  After getting off the car, Ling Chuan took out the trinkets from the basket in the back seat, hung them on the barbed wire and sold them along the street, while Yun Mo wandered from store to store, paying attention to the elements and styles of accessories that are currently popular.

   Time passed quickly, and it was noon in a blink of an eye.

   "Momo, it's noon, let's find a place to eat and rest."

  After shopping all morning, Yunmo was tired and hungry, but she wanted to go home and lie in bed rather than eat.

   "Let's go back. The sun is shining at noon, and it's time for dinner. There are no people shopping. You should go back and rest, and come out in the afternoon."

   "Also."

  Back to the courtyard, Ling Chuan immediately got into the kitchen to make lunch, and Yun Mo went back to the house to find paper and pens, and recorded the popular elements and styles of accessories seen today.

   Before the record was finished, Ling Chuan knocked on the door.

   "Momo, reporter Wen is here."

  Seeing the handsome face of the man, Yunmo couldn't help laughing secretly.

   Tsk, it's still an old vinegar jar.

  Compared to the high-spiritedness before, Wen Qingsheng looked a little disheartened today, and looked at her with regret and annoyance.

   "Miss Yun, have you read today's newspaper?"

   "I haven't had time to look at it yet, I just came back from outside, what happened?"

  (end of this chapter)