By the red light of the lantern held at the door of the small courtyard, Cui Xiangdong looked at the small building standing in front of him, filled with emotions.
From a moral perspective, it is quite wrong for him, as the younger brother-in-law of the Qin family in Yanjing, to have an indescribable relationship with the eldest granddaughter-in-law of the Qin family.
But then again -
When Cui Xiangdong and Sister Xiaolou collided with the spark of adultery, neither of them ever dreamed that he would become the younger brother-in-law of the Qin family in Yanjing.
The words came back again——
How will Cui Xiangdong and Lou Xiaolou get along with each other in the future?
Under the high hanging red lantern, Cui Xiangdong looked at Lou Xiaolou, who was filled with happiness, and opened his mouth.
Without waiting for him to say anything, Lou Xiaolou turned around and left with a very soft voice: "I, Lou Xiaolou, will never say that I will be your ghost after death. Because no one knows what will happen to a person after death. Can I still be with my man? But I can guarantee that as long as I live, I can only be yours. Unless one day, you take the initiative to kick me away."
well.
Cui Xiangdong sighed softly as he looked at the beautiful figure going away.
He had to admit that Lou Xiaolou was right.
I also know that what I just wanted to say, "We don't want to interact with each other in the future," was wrong.
"She gave me everything."
Cui Xiangdong subconsciously reached out and touched the sachet on his waist, saying in his heart: "If I break up with her again because of my relationship with Lao Mie, it would be too unfair to her. Forget it, that's it. If it really happens, If there is any retribution, let me bear it myself. Don't let Xiaolou get hurt. Anyway, I, Cui Xiangdong, am not a good person."
After thinking this way, Cui Xiangdong felt relaxed physically and mentally.
turn out to be.
It feels so good to be a bad guy!
Only bad people don’t have to carry any psychological baggage or feel any guilt.
Cui Xiangdong walked briskly and came to the door of the small living room composed of three tile-roofed houses, and gently opened the door.
The living room is small and the decoration is very ordinary. There are no posters of celebrities on the wall. Instead, there are things like compound bows and boxing gloves hanging on the wall.
There is a simple sofa and table, and the floor is quite clean.
There is a vase placed on the table.
A wintersweet was placed sideways in the vase, blooming quietly and silently, adding a touch of femininity to the small living room.
There is plenty of heating in the house.
The bedroom door was ajar, and there was a faint, pleasant fragrance filling the air, but there was no sound.
Cui Xiangdong slowly came to the bedroom door and quietly opened the door.
Oops!
A festive red color immediately broke into his eyes.
It's like a red light district——
There is no elegant sentiment at all.
The bed in the bedroom is so big!
no one.
Qin Xiren was not seen on the sofa or in the bathroom with the door open.
Don't know where she went.
Cui Xiangdong stood at the door, looked inside for a long time, and then walked in cautiously.
"Huh, it's great that Old Mie is not here."
After saying his heartfelt words, Cui Xiangdong looked at the shoe rack on the left and saw only a pair of exquisite small cotton slippers. He couldn't help but chirp: "I didn't even prepare a pair of shoes. Just this, haha, you still have the nerve to brag. Want to be a good wife and mother?”
Before he finished speaking——
With a faint cough, the door was closed.
Ah, she was hiding behind the door!
Cui Xiangdong immediately realized something and looked back hurriedly.
Just saw——
Qin Xiren was wearing a black nightgown and a pair of men's slippers. He held a belt in his right hand. There was no trace of a loving couple in his eyes as he stared at him.
"She wants to settle the score with me!"
Cui Xiangdong immediately understood what was happening, and without caring about anything else, he opened the door and escaped.
Qin Xiren moved faster, leaning against the door panel first. He held the belt in his hand, tapping his palms lightly, and in his eyes came the words: "Boy, after entering this door, do you think you can escape?" Get out".
"Qin Xiren, what are you going to do?"
Cui Xiangdong quickly retreated, and shouted in a low voice with stern expression: "Have you forgotten how you knelt in front of me and begged for mercy?"
"I don't do anything. I haven't forgotten that I was framed by you and knelt down to beg for mercy in front of you."
Qin Xiren shook the belt in his hand, his face full of suspicion: "I just want to see if the belt Xiaolou helped me personally select is suitable. Is this wrong?"
Cui Xiangdong——
Only a ghost can believe it!
"This belt is nice, I like it very much."
Qin Xiren threw his belt on the sofa and looked at Cui Xiangdong: "Let's talk?"
Just talk, let’s talk, who is afraid of whom.
Cui Xiangdong looked like he was not afraid of death. He sat on the sofa and placed his feet wearing leather shoes heavily on the table.
As long as he didn't act rough, Cui Xiangdong really wasn't afraid of anyone.
After seeing him like this, Qin Xiren frowned subconsciously.
The more she disliked something, the more energetic Cui Xiangdong did it.
Ignoring her look that prohibited her from resting her feet on the table, Cui Xiangdong took out another cigarette and lit one.
Qin Xiren hesitated for a moment, walked to the table, bent down and stretched out his hand, and began to take off his shoes.
Um?
Cui Xiangdong was stunned.
When Qin Xiren took off his shoes, he visibly wrinkled his nose.
You can't blame Cui Xiangdong for this. Leather shoes that have been worn all day will smell bad.
She walked into the bathroom with her shoes.
Cui Xiangdong, who was dumbfounded, could see Qin Xiren in the bathroom, using a shoe brush and rag to clean his leather shoes.
Very serious look.
After wiping, he also applied shoe polish.
"What kind of tricks is Old Chu Mie playing?"
She looked at the polished shoes and put them on the shoe rack, then took off his smelly socks and walked into the bathroom. It took a full five minutes to wash the socks clean; then she brought out a basin of hot water and put it in front of him. , Qin Xiren knelt down to wash his feet, Cui Xiangdong felt that his brain was obviously not enough.
Don't you want to talk?
How come she shines shoes, washes socks, and washes feet again, so she looks like a good wife and mother?
Looking at Qin Xiren who was squatting on the ground and washing his feet carefully, Cui Xiangdong finally couldn't help but ask: "Old Mie Mie, what exactly do you want to play?"
Qin Xiren replied without raising his head: "I'm just washing my husband's feet. Is this considered a trick?"
"you--"
Cui Xiangdong asked: "Is it very difficult to bear it now?"
Qin Xiren looked up at him and asked, "Why do I endure so much hardship?"
"You obviously want to beat me to death because of my frame-up. But you are afraid that the old man will be angry, and you are even more afraid that everyone will see that you have no potential to be a good wife. Therefore, you can only suppress your hatred for me and pretend A good wife and mother. You even took the initiative to wash my feet to paralyze me. Just so that when you find an opportunity to deal with me in the future, you will settle with me, including the profits."
Cui Xiangdong kept talking.
His face was full of resignation, no matter how hard he pretended to be, Old Mie could not escape the wisdom of his discerning eyes.
Qin Xiren said nothing, just lowered his head and continued to wash his feet.
"Haha, since you have to endure it so hard, why do you have to endure it? No matter how you pretend, you can't pretend to be a good wife. In my mind, you are just a naughty little shrew."
Cui Xiangdong beeped here, and the phone on the sofa rang.
After midnight, people who can afford it start calling to say New Year greetings.
He picked up the phone and put it to his ear: "I'm Cui Xiangdong, who is this?"
"Brother Xiangdong——"
An obviously hoarse girl's voice came clearly from the phone: "Happy New Year."
