At three o'clock in the morning, Yucheng opened the door with a silent expression as usual. In an instant, he felt Zhuxuan's gaze, which was more overwhelming than the goose feather snow, lingering in every corner of his body...
"Old...wife!"
Yucheng almost tripped over the smooth, mirror-like marble floor because Zhuxuan had his hands around his shoulders, blocking his way.
"You...you came back so early today! I was going to pick you up." Yucheng became more and more guilty as he spoke. He was even frightened when he accidentally caught a glimpse of Zhuxuan's squinting eyes and sighing at him. My scalp was itchy, and my ribs all over my body were numb and swollen, as if I was being held too tightly and was about to be suffocated.
Yucheng couldn't think of what to say and didn't speak. At this time, Zhuxuan raised his head and rolled his eyes at him with two angry eyes, and his tightly closed lips also pursed tightly.
"You actually ignored my call?! No matter how noisy the dinner party was, as long as you still had breath, shouldn't you have run out to answer my call with all your strength?! Especially today, when the cold war with me just ended! Or Yucheng, you , are you really paying less and less attention to me?! Also, we have been married for so long, and it is not incomprehensible that you do not have the same enthusiasm for me as before. After all, men have no regard for the women who accompany them. Feelings are human nature, I'm right." Zhuxuan retracted the pout of his lips, and pretended to be fond of playing with Yucheng's bow tie.
"Sorry, I was wrong."
Just when the tie was about to touch his throat, Zhuxuan's fingers quickly loosened his grip, and Yucheng was like a newborn puppy, breathing rapidly and weakly, and his chest rose and fell rapidly.
"Oh! Can you realize the problem with this level of punishment?" A sneer came from between Zhuxuan's sharp teeth, and then she temporarily turned away her eyes and shook her head repeatedly at the ceiling, looking down at Yucheng again. , she just stared at the sweaty him silently, her eyes were too deep and calm. Yu Cheng bit his lower lip hard. The giraffe's slender neck was about to become as thick as an elephant's trunk.
"If you dare to do this again, I will move back to my father and mother's house. I already said this when we just got married. Have you even forgotten the key point in the three chapters of the contract? Is that true? Or are you sure that I won’t do that at all?”
Zhuxuan glared at Yucheng with murderous intent for a long time. It was only when he saw Zhuxuan walking desperately into the entrance hall that Yucheng suddenly realized and grabbed Zhuxuan's shoulder bag.
"You can't leave, Joohyun! Wife!"
Staring at Zhuxuan's full white pupils, Yucheng hurriedly changed his stubborn thinking. Zhuxuan seemed to be just talking verbally, so he controlled his emotions to the maximum extent.
"I'm sorry, I really didn't hear the phone ringing. Cui Inhyuk, he led a group of colleagues to play the sieve shaking game, and the noise was really too loud. If you don't believe it, you can ask Ming Yao in person tomorrow."
"Are you done?" Zhuxuan smiled compromisingly.
"It should be endless."
Yucheng suddenly acted like a student who had been taught a lesson, with his mouth tightly closed and his gaze perpendicular to the ground. Soon, an indescribable sour earthy smell penetrated Zhuhyun's breath. She shifted her gaze towards the sky like a seesaw to the food box in Yucheng's hand.
"Then, what is this?" An indescribable bitter taste flowed from Zhuxuan's eyes and mouth.
"Oh, you're talking about this. This is stewed pickles. You see, it's all my favorite potatoes, cowpeas, peppers and pork skin."
With a smile on his face, Yucheng took various pickles with chopsticks and showed them to Zhuxuan one by one, and even shook some of the tender and juicy meat skins. With a "chick" sound, before Zhuxuan lowered his embarrassed gaze, a piece of white fat meat had been sucked into Yucheng's mouth. "Clicking, crunching", Yucheng made another strange chewing sound. Unable to bear it, Zhuxuan was about to put his hand on Yucheng's shoulder to stop him, but the moment he glanced sideways, nagging and saliva poured down from Yucheng's oil-stained mouth, just like a sudden rain shower from the sky. That way. Zhuxuan suddenly felt a surge of stomach acid, and she quickly bent her body into a shrimp.
"It's so disgusting. Take it away quickly. You really want to bring some pickles to your house! It smells bad."
The moment Yucheng patted his butt and got up from the sofa and walked into the kitchen, Zhuxuan also stood up. Her eyes widened and narrowed, and her upper body sometimes straightened and sometimes drooped. As expected, Yucheng put the food box on the most conspicuous shelf of the refrigerator. Suddenly, Yucheng's shining tooth marks fell on the red line of cowpea again. Even at those angles that he thought Zhuxuan couldn't see, Yucheng put the potato in his mouth and rolled it around, as if he was hurting himself. It's as if Chengmei's precious happy memories are lingering between her lips and teeth. While eating, Yucheng suddenly scratched his tongue. He quickly covered his mouth and turned around, only to find that Zhuxuan had been staring at him out of boredom.
"By the way, where did you find such antiques?" Zhuxuan's eyes were as silent as the calm lake water again.
"Yes, it's a staff member of our unit." Yu Cheng's pupils, which were originally the size of fingernails, instantly expanded to the size of a football.
"I won't tell any lies!"
Yu Cheng seemed to have received a huge blow, and his eyes could not hide the absurdity and panic.
"You obviously brought it back from the pickle shop you frequent, right?"
"Actually, I just said it casually last time. I didn't expect my aunt to stop me in front of so many colleagues. I really couldn't save face, so I bought more."
Although Yucheng's face was full of smiles, for some reason he seemed unable to look directly into Zhuxuan's eyes. After seeing through his shyness, Zhuxuan teased with a gentle smile.
"Isn't it just a shop run by an old lady over 60 years old! How nice to admit it openly! Why do you think I'm the kind of jealous shrew? At least my aesthetics are very high. , I believe you should be on par with me in terms of aesthetics, right?"
Yucheng carefully tested Zhuxuan's face, and after a while he looked at Zhuxuan with extremely pleading eyes. Zhuxuan pretended to think for a few seconds, and then let out a long sigh.
"Actually, it doesn't matter. I'm just angry. Why did you bring it back? And it doesn't seem to be available in the department store we often go to."
"But the taste is really different." Yucheng looked at Zhuxuan quietly and begged with such uneasiness and anxiety. Zhuhyun's lips trembled slightly, and finally he slowly revealed an indescribable smile...
"Forget it, I'll take it out and throw it away now!" Yucheng looked at Zhuxuan righteously and said solemnly.
"I didn't pick on you at all! The reason why I'm still standing here is just to see if you have anything else to say to me!" Zhuxuan suddenly looked at Yu with an arrogant expression. Sincerely, he chuckled.
"Have you forgotten where we have just progressed?" Yucheng looked at Zhuxuan in surprise. Zhuxuan's face was powdered, and the home clothes he was wrapped in fell heavily. His posture was as energetic as his voice. Yucheng greeted him with a friendly smile, but Zhuxuan caressed his cheek and threw him away. Go to the corner of the sofa.
"Oh, I remembered. It was my fault that I was angry with you yesterday. It's also my fault that I didn't answer your call today. I will give up all social activities on the weekend and spend time with you and my parents-in-law. I swear I will never do it again. I won’t make you angry anymore. Do you think this is okay?”
After listening to Yucheng's words, Zhuxuan nodded, and the corners of his mouth gradually tightened into a smile.
"I knew you had the softest heart."
Zhuxuan looked at Yucheng's anxious expression and hugged his shoulders again without saying a word.
"Forget it this time. But you really don't do that again in the future. After all, my patience has its limits. Maybe next time I can really make up my mind to divorce you! Believe it or not, in the end you will lose a penny. I can’t get it!”
Yucheng looked at Zhuxuan with his eyes red and purple from holding back. However, Zhu Hyun pushed him back again aggressively, and then walked toward the bathroom while twisting his graceful and charming curves. The door slowly closed, and Yucheng, who was almost crazy with worry, suddenly relaxed, but soon his eyes once again showed the charming look of Zhuxuan leaning against the bathroom wall...
