A Different Husband Every Day

Pursing her lips into a smile, Li Weiyin prevented herself from laughing too unscrupulously: Get over it, for me and for myself.

For the sake of the third child? Out of the three of them, only the third child likes to caress Feng Ya.

Yes. Li Weiyin nodded, and told Mr. Xu the ins and outs of the matter.

Don't you discuss it with us before making a decision? Mr. Xu protested.

Li Weiyin raised her eyebrows: What? Blame me for making my own claims? I think I don't respect you.

Look at the appearance of my wife who is about to storm, how can Mr. Xu dare to say yes?

Swallowing, shook his head decisively: No, I just can't learn.

Don't learn, just write down today's content carefully, and then share the memory with him. Li Weiyin watched Xu Gongzi fall back unrepentantly, lying on the bed in a large font, his eyes glazed over Looking at the ceiling, I find it funny and can't bear it.

Kneeling on the bed with one knee, leaned over and patted him: I will be with you.

Mr. Xu recovered a little energy again: Are you staying with me all day?

I'll be with you all day, Li Weiyin promised.

Okay, I'll go. Mr. Xu reluctantly agreed.

After dragging his feet out of the bed, Mr. Xu was like a wandering spirit, surrounding Li Weiyin listlessly, his eyes so eager to stick to her body that Li Weiyin often stared at him in the mirror when he was washing.

But Mr. Xu is thick-skinned, he didn't see any anger at all, but thought it was flirting, he almost didn't have the words my wife looks good no matter what carved on his forehead, looking at her with gentle eyes and a smile Sweet and warm.

After Li Weiyin left, he reluctantly looked at his wife for a long time before he dawdled into the bathroom. Without his wife in sight, his movements became neat and tidy.

After Li Weiyin changed his clothes, he finished washing, just in time to run into Li Weiyin who came out with his clothes in his arms.

Change your clothes quickly. I'll wash them in the morning. Li Weiyin urged him.

When he came here, Li Weiyin washed his clothes by hand every day. Before that, Young Master Xu was here. Young Master Xu didn't know how to wash his clothes, but He Congyue did it for him. Li Weiyin didn't say much. The pajamas are washed.

The clothes in summer are light and thin, and they basically change them every day or two. There are no difficult stains, and they are quick and easy to wash.

How can I get my wife to do the laundry for me? I'll do it. Mr. Xu hugged the clothes in Li Weiyin's arms.

Hey, can you wash? Li Weiyin wasn't reluctant to let Mr. Xu do the work, but worried that he wouldn't.

Mr. Xu turned his head and blinked at Li Weiyin: Trust me.

Li Weiyin nodded, and prepared the basin and laundry detergent for him. When she was helping Lu Ping make breakfast, she happened to be able to see Xu Gongzi who was washing clothes on the open-air sink next to him from the kitchen window.

Although the movements are rusty, they seem to be the same.

He is so kind to you. Lu Ping couldn't help sighing.

Li Weiyin even heard a little envy from her tone. Zhang Tiantian is a typical machismo. They have been here for so long, and Lu Ping basically does all the housework alone, unless Lu Ping is sick.

But it was like this in the whole village, and Lu Ping didn't think it was a problem. She had never seen a husband help his wife wash clothes a few times in her life.

Li Weiyin didn't know how to answer, so she smiled shyly at her.