President, please spoil me!

She really didn't realize that the husband came to dinner almost every night... for what?

Seeing the unconcealable joy in her eyes, Tong's mother asked tentatively, "Ma'am, have you... found a job?"

Xing Hao said shyly and embarrassedly, "No, I made a little money, but it doesn't cost money to buy vegetables."

"..."

Mother Tong actually wanted to ask one more question, why didn't you come back to eat... The husband doesn't charge for the meal, but even if she doesn't ask, she can actually guess a little bit, the wife is afraid that the husband is too fierce...

She is limp and soft now, how can she bear the posture of her husband losing his temper at every turn.

Tong Ma's thoughts were spinning and turning, but Xing Hua didn't think so much. She picked up her bag and smiled, "I'm going back to take a shower."

At the end, as if he remembered something, he turned around and faced the tall and straight man who had changed his shoes casually, with his head lowered, and the originally upbeat tone of intimacy also dropped into a slightly cautious, low-key and obedient tone, "Husband, I Don't disturb your meal, go up."

Without looking at his face after speaking, he left quickly.

The thin lips of the man who has never said anything have been pursed into a straight line, under his indifferent and calm face, there is a dark rush, and his thick and dark eyes are watching her slender back.

Tong Ma sighed, and said tactfully, "Sir, I think my wife is already quite afraid of you... Would you like to find a chance to talk softly to her? Girls are actually easy to coax, but just... I still have to coaxing."

"Afraid of me?" Huo Sicheng twitched the corner of his mouth, and said indifferently, "What did I do to her?"

"..."

"You keep a stern face all day long, and you speak sarcasticly... even if you speak... girls will be afraid, after all, your wife is not the same as before."

The man's jawline became even tighter, he didn't speak, turned around and strode towards the restaurant.

…………

Xing Hua went back to the master bedroom and took a shower, washed her hair together, dried her body, put on her clothes and came out, and used the blower to blow the wet hair half dry.

Finally, I took the notebook to the balcony and put it on the small table.

She took out her wallet again and counted it happily. Today she sold four paintings, three sketches and one colored lead, and the income was [-]. If she hadn't slowed down for quality, maybe I can draw one more.

Satisfied, she put the money she earned in a separate compartment, then put the wallet back into the bag, opened the notebook and began to study the comics——

The reason why she came back so early was not only because she was harassed last night, but also to free up the night time for comics. Selling paintings on the street can only be an expedient measure. Not to mention the influence of various factors, it is not a person after all. long way.

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Around nine o'clock, there was a sudden knock on the door.

Xing Wei was "studying" Tang Ye's "Long Lovesickness", and she was fascinated by it. She knocked a few times before she realized it, and hurriedly got down to open the door, and said as she walked, "Come on."

She thought it was Tong Ma, but as soon as the door opened, her smiling face appeared, and the handsome and unfriendly face of the man came into her eyes first, and Xing Hua, who was caught off guard, shivered inexplicably, "Old...husband."

Huo Sicheng's face turned dark after knocking on the door for a long time, but seeing her expression made him feel even worse, "Why are you stuttering, what the hell?"

"..."

Xing Hua ignored his attitude, and asked in a soft voice, "Husband, do you have anything to do with me?"

The man stared at her for a few seconds before saying calmly, "The body soap in the bathroom is gone."

She was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized, "Oh, I'll give you mine."

After that, he walked quickly to the bathroom.

Huo Sicheng glanced at the master bedroom that he was familiar with. It still had the same layout and layout. He pursed his thin lips and walked in with his long legs.

The floor-to-ceiling windows leading to the balcony were half-opened, and some light that was different in tone from the lighting in the bedroom leaked in. It was dark but warm, and the notebook on the table outside could be vaguely seen, with a dim light on the screen.

The light gray tulle curtains fluttered with the evening breeze and fell again.

Xing Hua quickly came out with the shower gel, and handed it to him with both hands, "Honey, shower gel."

Huo Sicheng reached out to take it, and his eyes fell back on her.

She wore a white suspender nightdress inside, and because it was cool at night, she wore a mint-colored nightgown outside. The fabric was high-grade, and the hem was exquisitely embroidered. The forehead hangs down.

Fresh and loose.

Seeing him standing still, Xing Hao couldn't drive him away, so he could only ask, "Honey, do you want anything else?"

He rolled his Adam's apple, "Shampoo."

Are you out of body wash and shampoo?

Although Xing Hua had a question mark in his heart, he ran back to the bathroom without saying a word, took out the shampoo and conditioner set, and handed them to him.

Huo Sicheng glanced down, but didn't answer.

Xing Hua didn't understand what he meant, so she called anxiously, "Husband?"

He said, "How many hands do you think I have?"

"...two."

His cool voice sarcastically said, "Do you think my hands are big enough to hold these things?"

"..."

She would love to show him!

But under the eaves, Xing Hua still chose to bow his head, and said silently, "Then I'll send it to you."

Huo Sicheng turned and walked out.

Xing Hua followed behind him step by step with two bottles of things in his arms.

He twisted the doorknob with one hand and pushed the door in, and she followed him in.

Huo Sicheng casually put down the shower gel in his hand.

Xing Hua raised her face and asked, "Do you need me to put it in the bathroom?"

Something flickered in the man's eyes, "No need, just leave it alone."

"Oh."

She put the things together with his body wash.

It was very quiet at night, and the cleanliness in his bedroom was even quieter. Seeing that he was silent for a while, Xing Hua wrung his fingers and said coyly, "If it's okay, I'll go back to sleep."

After a while, he hummed.

She said in a low voice, "good night, husband."

Xing Hua returned to the master bedroom with question marks all over her head, only feeling that this trip was inexplicably weird.

He came to ask her for shower gel?

…………

There was still no Xing Hua on the table the next morning.

Huo Sicheng didn't say anything, even his expression seemed normal and natural. Tong Ma couldn't figure out his emotions, so she didn't say much this time, but when Xing Hua came down after the man went to work, she stopped him and asked him .

"Ma'am, did you do something to make you angry?"

Xing Hua had already packed up and was ready to go out. Hearing this, he just smiled, "No, how could he make me angry. If I don't make him angry, I will be grateful."

"Then why do you avoid sir at breakfast and dinner?"

She was surprised, "Is it so obvious?"

Tong Ma, "... Isn't it obvious?"

Xing Hao pursed her lips, "When he sees me angry, I will suffer too... Wouldn't it be good to have less contact with each other?"