My Macho Husband Uses His Abs to Twist Bottle Caps?!

Jin Bao'er waited and waited, but Zhao Yuheng still hadn't sent a message.

He didn't even take a nap; he just kept watching his phone.

Jin Bao'er quickly messaged Heng Ge again: "Where's the video of unscrewing the bottle cap?"

Zhao Yuheng: "I'm taking a dump, wait a minute."

Jin Bao'er: "..."

Jin Bao'er: "I have a question, but I don't know if I should ask it."

Zhao Yuheng: "Then don't ask."

Jin Bao'er: "No, I'm going to ask anyway."

Jin Bao'er: "Does a handsome guy wipe with his left hand or his right hand when he poops?"

Zhao Yuheng: "..."

Jin Bao'er: "One more question, as a handsome guy, do you have athlete's foot?"

Zhao Yuheng: "..."

Heng Ge: "Get lost! Don't you know I have athlete's foot?"

Jin Bao'er put down her phone and continued to wait.

Just as he was getting drowsy while waiting, his phone rang.

He immediately clicked on the video, and Zhao Yuheng in the video was wearing sexy gray shorts, presumably in the bedroom.

The sheets were gray, the floor was brownish-yellow, and the lighting was excellent.

In the video, he is shirtless, showing off his firm and powerful biceps with smooth lines and a strong sense of strength.

He picked up a bottle of mineral water, rubbed the cap hard against his abs, and felt the cool bottle brush against his warm skin.

Water droplets splashed out instantly, sliding down the grooves of the abdominal muscles and spreading out a wet patch.

Jin Bao'er's breathing suddenly stopped, and her eyes widened.

But the next second, he saw clearly that Zhao Yuheng's abs had red marks rubbed off, so bright they were almost blinding.

Jin Bao'er: "Are you stupid? Don't you know to loosen the cap before wiping?"

He sent a message, looking at the belly covered in red marks, and felt a pang of heartache.

I almost rubbed my skin raw just to show him how to twist a bottle cap with my abs.

Heng Ge: "How could I not know?"

Heng Ge: "Even if I don't loosen it first, I can still open it up."

On the other end of the phone, Jin Bao'er looked at the words, her lips trembling with a bitter smile.

That big, clumsy guy.

Heng Ge: "Damn it, I've put on such a great performance for you, and you're still cursing me?"

Another message came from the other end.

Jin Bao'er noticed that he seemed a little angry and needed to coax him quickly.

Jin Bao'er: "No, I just feel sorry for my Heng-ge. He went to such lengths to show me his abs while opening a bottle cap."

Jin Bao'er: "I'm going to cry so much."

Heng Ge: "Actually, it's not too bad. I managed to wipe it off after a few wipes."

Jin Bao'er: "Wow, I really don't know what good deeds I did in my past life to meet someone like Heng-ge."

Heng Ge: "That's right. Let me tell you, I only sent you the photos of my abs, and only you have ever touched them."

Heng Ge: "I haven't even touched my future wife yet."

The sentence above is fine, but the sentence below is unnecessary.

Jin Bao'er: "Okay, I'm going to take a nap now. Good afternoon."

Heng Ge: "Good afternoon."

In the following days, Zhao Yuheng sent him photos of his daily life every day.

Sometimes I go to play billiards with friends, sometimes I go hiking, sometimes I go to karaoke...

Occasionally, she would send over a few photos of her abs, chest muscles, and thigh muscles for Jinbao'er to comment on.

New Year's Eve arrived quickly.

Jin Bao'er used the scholarship money she received to buy a down jacket for her aunt and uncle and a scarf for Liu Yu.

"You still have money to buy clothes, why don't you give more money to the family?" The aunt was not happy when she saw the down jacket, but questioned her instead.

"This is the money I saved by living frugally, and it's just enough to buy one piece of clothing."

Jin Bao'er was already used to it. She put the clothes on the sofa and went to do her chores.

"Liu Yu, bring me my clothes."

My uncle sat to the side smoking and pointed to the clothes that were packed in bags next to him.

Liu Yu stepped forward and took out the portion that belonged to her uncle.

A black down coat.

"Why buy a down jacket? I think you're just wasting money. Wouldn't it be better to give it to your family to help with household expenses?"

"They do all sorts of random things every day."

Despite cursing under his breath, the uncle had already asked Liu Yu to help him put on his clothes.

Jin Bao'er listened to the two arguing while washing the dishes.

That's just how these two are; what they say and what they do are never the same.

This afternoon, Jinbao and his friends are going to their grandma's house to celebrate the Chinese New Year.

His aunt and uncle had already changed into the clothes he had bought, and the four of them walked there.

It's only an hour's walk from here to my grandma's house.

Once at her grandmother's house, Jinbao'er didn't stop working.

His father is the eldest son, his aunt is the second eldest, and he also has a younger uncle.

But my aunt was fierce, even fiercer than my uncle.

When Jin Bao'er was a child, she was first adopted at her uncle's house.

His aunt often didn't let him eat his fill and would beat him at the drop of a hat, leaving him covered in bruises every day.

Later, his aunt took him in. Although he was occasionally beaten, at least he could eat his fill.

"Gan Jinbao, hurry up and wash the vegetables!"

The aunt called out to Jinbao, who was still sweeping the floor.

After hearing this, Jin Bao'er went to the kitchen to wash vegetables.

"Auntie, do you have hot water?"

"Why do you need hot water?"

"Wash the vegetables."

"You're so delicate, you need hot water to wash vegetables?"

Jin Bao'er didn't say anything more and bent down to start washing the vegetables.

In Yunnan's winter, the cold water may not sting, but it can make you feel numb from the cold.

Looking at the huge pile of vegetables on the ground, he thought: "Is he supposed to wash all the vegetables for the whole day?"

As soon as I got home, I was treated like a beast of burden.

Sigh, just accept it, just accept it, they are all elders.

He squatted there and washed for almost an hour before finally finishing.

After wiping his hands, he quickly found a fire to warm himself.

Little did they know that this was the moment to distribute red envelopes.

Grandma and Grandpa started giving red envelopes to the younger generation.

My aunt's family has a grandson, so the grandparents first sent one to their great-grandson, and then sent one to Liu Yu.

"Grandma, I'm an adult now, I don't need it anymore," Liu Yu said with a smile.

"No, no, you're not married yet, and no matter how old you are, you're still a child in our eyes."

As Grandma spoke, she took the opportunity to stuff the red envelope into Liu Yu's pocket and patted his hair, her actions were incredibly intimate.

Liu Yu wanted to return it.

"If your grandma told you to take it, then take it."

My aunt also smiled and chimed in.

"Okay, thank you, Grandma."

After sending out the red envelopes, the group started chatting and laughing again.

Jin Bao'er stood at the very edge of the fire, only two steps away from the lively scene, yet it felt as if there was an invisible wall between them.

His hands were still tinged with the bluish-white residue from washing vegetables, and his fingertips, which were so cold they were numb, were slightly itchy from being heated by the fire.

But the chill in my body didn't dissipate at all.

He looked at the red envelope in Liu Yu's hand, and at the smiling faces of the elders towards the "children," and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

I subconsciously lowered my head even further.

He also wanted to be treated like a child.

He also felt embarrassed, as it seemed that all the younger generation received red envelopes, but he was the only one who didn't.

If I had known this would happen, I would have washed the vegetables more slowly.

"Second Uncle, Second Uncle, do we have red envelopes?"

At that moment, his uncle's two children looked at him.

Because he was younger than his uncle's son, his uncle's grandson had to call him "Second Uncle" according to seniority.

Only then did the elders realize that there was another person standing there.

Especially the white-haired grandmother, when she saw Jin Bao'er, it seemed like she only then realized that she had a grandson.

But she remained seated, neither moving nor speaking.

The two children still looked at him with longing eyes.

Why didn't they ask Liu Yu for it, but instead asked me?

Why is Liu Yu still a child, but I am not?

Nobody told him that he needed to give the child a red envelope.

The bitterness of being ignored, and the boundless favoritism.

The embarrassment of being dragged out and "interrogated" instantly overwhelmed me.

It makes you want to disappear from this world.