小小说
Small novel"there is no overnight feud between husband and wife."
Lin Qiquan
Night shrouded the whole sky, and the crescent moon showed a little face in the clouds, casting a faint light on the village.
In the secluded room, the doors and windows were tightly closed, and even the curtains were closed, so that a faint light could not penetrate outside.
In the corner, the woman sitting on the edge of the bed with her arms folded her knees, it seemed that the tears on her face were not dry, so she remained motionless, allowing time to go by in silence.
I do not know how long, the door gently opened, a touch of light through the push of the slit projected in.
The woman narrowed her eyes instinctively and shouted, "close the door!"
"Hmm!" As soon as the man who was about to probe his head came in, he jumped in and quickly closed the door.
He turned on the light and moved towards the woman by the bed. He yelled "wife" sweetly in a gentle voice. "
An angry and ferocious light came: "I didn't ask you to come in!"
The ferocious face could not deter him from walking towards her, and he came to her firmly, sat by the bed, and looked at her affectionately.
"I know, so I came in to make amends to you. It was my fault in the morning." If he had waited for her invitation, he might as well have gone to bed early.
The woman stared at him but could not say a word.
She was so tired of him that she couldn't put it into words.
She still remembers the brawl during the day when no one would let anyone else, and all the unpleasant words were used.
Her long hair is shawl, her long black hair is as supple as a waterfall, and her tearful egg face is still beautiful.
With tearful eyes, staring at him fiercely, she has her grievances, I have not done anything wrong, why do you scold me? And so fierce. In the depths of her heart, he was not allowed to scold!
"Don't stare at me. I've come to make amends to you. It was my fault in the morning. I shouldn't have scolded you!"
As he handed her the bowl in his hand, "eat porridge. You didn't eat at night. You must be very hungry."
The woman put aside her face and deliberately did not look at his friendly smile. The woman was very stubborn.
The man is very patient, she does not take down the bowl, his outstretched hand does not take back.
"pick up, my hands are sore."
"Huh!" She curls her lips coldly, and her sore hands are your business. Who told you to be so fierce in the morning? you deserve it!
"wife..." Sweet soft voice, like melted honey, sweet boring, to change to normal, the heart has long been dissolved, but now, she has been exploded with anger.
"Don't call me wife. I feel sick!" On the contrary, the unmoved face became even tighter.
The woman pursed her pink lips, but she didn't want to talk to him anyway.
"come on, it has nothing to do with me being angry, but if you don't eat, you'll starve." He has a good temper, never mind her smelly face, and still greets people with a smile.
She was so annoyed that she might as well not start without even looking at him.
The man's smiling face darkened for a moment, but soon concealed the past and opened a sweeter and more moving smile. Her heart is like ice, and he wants to melt her, too, and will not allow her to refuse at all.
He tugged at her sleeve, and he continued his efforts: "Don't be angry. I cooked this fish porridge with my own hands. It's delicious." She turned a deaf ear. "try it. I'm sure you'll like it."
She still ignored him. "otherwise, take a bite, just take a bite. Give it a try." She was patient and continued to pretend not to hear. He flattened his mouth and said, "wife." Said softly.
"are you deaf?" She couldn't stand it, and she roared in disgust. Who made him so fierce during the day, boring!
"well, you eat the porridge and I'll get down on my knees." The man accompanied the smiling face. He knew she wouldn't compromise so easily, and it was right to haunt her patiently!
"you..." The woman gritted her teeth secretly. She really didn't understand him. She had such a bad temper during the day, but why did she become so good at night? If you really starve, it's not that you starve him, it's none of his business!
She pushed him away and rushed out angrily.
He was stupefied for a moment, but without thinking about it, he put down his bowl and chased him out.
"wife..." "piss off!" She did not look back, her feet did not stop, out of the door, she ran desperately forward.
"wife... Stop wrestling. " He dared not be slow, fearing that she would disappear in the blink of an eye.
"wife... Don't go. " He grabbed her.
"go away!" "No, wife... Hey, will you come back to my room with me? " He was so anxious that he clung to her even more and refused to let her go.
"are you bored?" She frowned, trying to get rid of him again.
With all his strength, he carried her into the bedroom and put his mouth on her mouth. She turned her head a few times and stopped and quietly let him kiss wildly. He kissed her desperately for a while, and she responded, putting her hands around his neck and catering to him with her mouth. Together, long kisses affectionately!
A brief introduction to the author
Lin Qiquan, member of Guangdong Little Fiction Society and Chinese Poetry Society, member of Shanwei Poetry Society and Writers' Association, member of Huangjiang Literary Association and Vice Chairman of Writers' Association, member of Dongguan Chinese Poetry Society and couplets, member of Shenzhen Poetry Society and Shanwei Poetry Society, Deputy Secretary-General of Huangjiang Lixiang Poetry Society.
He has published more than 2,000 works in more than 50 media, including Nanfang Daily, Shanwei Daily, Langfang Daily, 100 Poems, Shaanxi Poetry, monthly Poetry, Shenzhen Poetry, Xianyang Poetry, and so on.
小小说
《夫妻无隔夜仇》
林杞权
夜幕笼罩着整个天空，月牙由云层中露出一点脸来，为村庄撒下几许微弱的光亮。
幽静的房内，门和窗都关得严严实实，就连窗帘也都拉上，使得外头一丝微弱的光亮都无法透入。
角落里，双臂抱膝蜷缩坐在床边的女人，看来，她脸上的泪痕还没干，她就这样一动不动，任时间在静寂中流逝……
不知过了多久，门扉轻启，一抹光亮由推开的细缝投射进来。
女人本能地眯起了眼睛，大声吼叫：“把门关上！”
“嗯！”正欲探头进来的男人一听，赶忙跳了进来，迅速关上门。
他打开灯，移动步伐走向床边的女人。用温柔的嗓音甜甜地喊了一声“老婆…”
一记怒目凶光射来：“我没叫你进来！”
凶神恶煞般的面孔，完全无法吓阻他走向她的步伐与决心，他依然坚定地来到她面前，坐在床边，含情脉脉地注视着她。
“我知道啊，所以我进来向你赔不是啦，上午是我的错。”要真等她邀请，他不如自己早点去睡觉。
女人瞪着他却说不出一句话来。
她对他已厌烦到无法用言语形容。
白天撕破脸皮的吵架，谁也不让谁，什么难听的话都用上了，她还记忆犹新。
她长发披肩，长长的黑发像瀑布一般的柔顺，残留着泪痕的蛋脸依然很漂亮。
噙着泪水的眼眸，狠狠地瞪着他，她有她的委屈，我又没做错什么，你干嘛骂我？还那么凶。在她的心灵深处，不容他乱骂！
“不要瞪着我嘛，我是来向你赔罪的，上午是我的错，我不该骂你！”
他一边将手中的碗递向她，“吃粥吧，你晚上没吃饭，肚子一定很饿了吧？”
女人撇开脸，故意不去看他那张带着示好的笑脸，女人很犟脾气。
男人很有耐性，她不接下碗，他伸直的手也不收回。
“快接嘛，快接嘛，我的手很酸啦。”
“哼！”她冷冷地撇唇，手酸是你的事，谁叫你上午那么凶，活该！
“老婆…”甜甜的柔嗓，像是化了蜜糖，甜得腻人，要换成平常，心早溶了，可现在，她已被气炸了。
“不要叫我老婆，听了想吐！”不为所动的面容，反而绷得更紧。
女人抿了抿粉红嘴唇，反正她不想理他。
“别这样嘛，和我生气没关系，但不吃东西，肚子会饿坏的。”他好脾气的，不去计较她的臭脸孔，依旧笑脸迎人。
她烦不胜烦，索性别开头，看都不看他一眼。
男人的笑脸有一瞬间的黯下来，但很快又掩饰过去，漾开一记更加甜蜜动人的笑靥。她的心如冰，他也要溶化她，丝毫不容她拒绝。
他扯了她的衣袖，他再接再厉：“不要生气嘛，这鱼粥是我亲手煲的，很好吃喔！” 她充耳不闻。“吃吃看啦，保证你会喜欢的。”
她还是不理他。“不然吃一口，真的一口就好，试一下嘛。”她忍耐着，继续当作没听到。他扁扁嘴：“老婆…”，柔声说。
“你聋了吗？”忍无可忍，她厌恶地低吼。谁让他白天那么凶，无聊！
“那，你把粥吃了，我给你跪下。”男人陪着笑脸。他早料到她没那么容易妥协，耐心缠着她准没错！
“你…”，女人暗暗咬牙，她真搞不懂他，白天那么臭脾气，晚上为什么变得那么好？要真挨饿，又不是饿到他，关他屁事！
她推开他，愤怒地冲出去。
他愣了一下，顾不得多想，放下手里的碗，追了出去。
“老婆…”“滚开！”她头也没回，脚也不停顿，出了房门，她不顾一切地往前狂奔。
“老婆…别摔跤了。”他不敢稍有迟缓，深怕他一眨眼，她便会不见踪影。
“老婆…不要走。”他扯住她。
“你走开！”“不要嘛，老婆…，你跟我回房好不好？”他急得更加扯紧她，死都不放。
“你烦不烦啊！”她蹙着眉，正图再次甩开他。
他拚尽吃奶的力气，把她抱进了卧室，将嘴对着她的嘴，她扭了几下头就停下来，静静地任他狂吻，他拚命地吻了她一会，她也回应了，双手抱住他的脖子，用嘴迎合着他，一起深情地长吻起来！
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