As a patient, Yang Changfan naturally washed and wore clothes under the servitude of his wife. Feudal etiquette was too hateful. How could this be done if a woman was serving a man like this... Forget it, just criticize it in your heart. Wash your feet first. Oh, it feels so good to be pinched...

The man helped his husband lie down before he went to wash himself.

My husband kept slapping the bed again and again, showing off his hand speed: "It's getting late, come quickly."

Qiaoer only smiled at him a few words, and after washing up, he put all the things in place, and then the lights were blown.

In the darkness, Yang Changfan clearly heard the sound of his clothes untied. This was so tempting, so he gradually touched his hands...

So soft little lady!

"Ah!" Lin Qiaoer's butt was touched and she instinctively avoided, "My husband, you are not in good health yet..."

"Okay, all is fine." Yang Changfan said anxiously, "I have been wronged for half a year in the newlyweds. I have the responsibility to make up for you."

"This... can't do it." The Qiaoer, who has always been dependent on others, suddenly stopped doing it, just not "doing it". She has her reason, "My husband, you finally survived. Now is not the time to have sex. If you touch me, then...that's the case, I'll die again."

"How could it be? I'm very good, I'm definitely not that."

"No, at least the doctor must nod."

"Oh, come on." Yang Changfan said as he got up and hugged him.

Qiaoer didn't dodge and was hugged again, so she couldn't break free. She was afraid that she would hurt her newly recovered husband. In desperation, she cried anxiously: "Woo... I finally got to see you. If you hurt your body again due to sexual intercourse, Qiaoer died a thousand times, ten thousand times would not be enough..."

"This..." Yang Changfan seemed to be really scared when he saw her crying, not reluctant.

Forget it, it’s my wife who will have a chance every night in the future. But I am really not suitable to do things at this moment. I should recover so that I will not feel sad if I am extremely happy.

Yang Changfan had no choice but to sigh and lay back on the bed honestly: "Go to sleep, I won't touch you tonight, let's chat."

"I really don't touch it?" Qiaoer didn't dare to go to bed.

"When did I lied to you?"

"Haha, I really haven't cheated." Qiaoer was so happy. She had never been deceived by her husband because her husband's IQ was too limited.

After talking, he went to bed timidly. As soon as he sat up, something was placed on his butt and screamed: "You are bad! Wait for me to get to you!"

"It's not me, it's not me." Yang Changfan felt very wronged.

"Wait for me to light the light."

The boy stood up carefully, put on his clothes, and lit the oil lamp so that he could see clearly on the bed.

A black brick-sized thing stayed there like this, very calm and proud.

"Black Technology!!" Yang Changfan glared at his eyes, and was shocked. Black Technology followed him. Without thinking, he picked up this thing and started fiddling with it.

Of course, black technology is not called black technology. It has a name, and its full name is a bit long - a portable waterproof solar multi-function navigation recorder and positioner, which is actually a military-grade test product. I am lucky enough to hold it, and I help with the test record. As for how dark the technology of this thing is, it is mainly reflected in two points.

First, it is solar-powered and plans to equip officers above a certain level, not limited to the navy. Once soldiers fall into the water and get lost on the uninhabited island for some reason, they can use this black technology to determine their location, and ask for help and report the situation. On the other hand, special forces and special personnel can also use this equipment to perform special tasks, and solar batteries can be kept running in various extreme situations.

Second, it is multifunctional. In addition to the standard global positioning system, it also has professional military maps such as global navigation maps, topographic maps, and also has functions such as monitoring temperature, humidity, air pressure, etc. It can be said that it combines most travel instruments into the essence.

Yang Changfan couldn't wait to turn on the instrument, and the electronic screen showed "lost signal" without any accident.

Yes, global positioning depends on satellites. If there are satellites here, there will be ghosts. What is a little comforting is that the navigation charts, topographic charts and many measurement functions in black technology can still be used, but in fact they are not of great use. Throughout history, people from all over the world who have been the first to say that "the earth is round" have no good ending.

This is really a big joke with him. To be fair, this thing is helpful for navigation, but it is very limited, and it only saves a lot of tools.

What's more, the current situation in my Ming Dynasty is that "films cannot enter the sea", that is, sea ban. If you go to sea a little further, you will be a serious crime, and the degree of crime is about the same as murder.

In other words, Yang Changfan holds the most meaningless black technology product of this era! Ouye.

He was originally thinking about the man with glasses' lament. If there was such a little chance, he might have tried something amazing, but I'm sorry, brother, there is no signal here.

"What the hell is this?" Qiaoer was very surprised to see her husband playing black technology here.

"This is my lifeblood. Don't let outsiders know that if you want to behead, no, it's more serious. Kill the nine clans."

Qiaoer shivered all over and killed the nine clans. So would he also count the dogs of his mother's cousin?

"Is this the jade seal?" Qiao'er's voice was already trembling. What she could think of was the most terrifying thing.

"It's not that serious, don't let people know." Yang Changfan couldn't weave it anymore.

"Then let's throw it away secretly. How terrible it is to keep it."

"No, this is the crystallization of my wisdom over the years. I am a craftsman."

"Is this my husband's hard work?"

"Yes, it's done with great effort." Yang Changfan knew very well that he would lie to his wife sooner or later, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

"Since it's my husband's hard work, I'll keep it well and won't say anything about Qiaoer's death." Qiaoer said firmly.

Yang Changfan believed in her very much because she had already shown with practical actions that she seemed not afraid of death.

The two of them lay side by side on the bed, forgetting about the black technology, and no one touched each other. They just started chatting, talking about the past, talking about the future, and talking about their family. Yang Changfan really felt that he was very happy, so he couldn't be happier anymore. It was a big deal for the aunt and younger brother. We had to live a good life, live proudly, and make up for what we owe to both mother and son.

He just slept happily.

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Chapter completed!