Report to Master Sheng, Madam is pretending to be well-behaved every day

Sheng Jingting suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and subconsciously looked at the shopping bags.

Yuzheng didn't hold back anymore, walked over to open one of the bags, and slowly took out an electronic scale.

"???"

What does electronic scale mean?

To lose weight?

Under Sheng Jingting's suspicious gaze, Yu Zheng took out another washboard.

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The corner of Sheng Jingting's mouth twitched, he was in a bad mood.

Yu Zheng didn't stop, and threw a keyboard in front of him with a 'snap'.

In the end, he took out a whole big durian with great effort.

o(≧mouth≦)o

Sheng Jingting's face turned green, and he couldn't help but feel the urge to run away. At the same time, his knees became weak, and he couldn't help but want to kneel down.

It's over, my wife is really angry this time.

Even in Luyuan, he couldn't escape the fate of kneeling durian.

Over there, Yuzheng stayed there for a long time without opening the durian shell, so she turned her head pitifully: "Honey, can you open it for me."

o (╥﹏╥) o

Can he say no?

No, he dare not.

Sheng Jingting wept silently in his heart, and stepped forward bravely.

With two hands, the durian shell fell off.

Yuzheng rubbed her chin seriously: "It is said that the iron arm of the devil king is indeed true. Peeling a durian is so easy."

Sheng Jingting didn't dare to answer the words, he nervously brought the durian meat in front of her: "Honey, the durian you want is already peeled."

Yuzheng picked it up and took a bite. It was really fragrant, glutinous and sweet.

Sheng Jingting turned his head hastily and held his breath.

The taste of durian is really too good.

"Come together?"

Yuzheng noticed his expression about to collapse, and handed the half-eaten durian to his mouth with a half-eaten smile.

Sheng Jingting almost vomited, resisting the urge to run away: "Eat more if you like it, I don't eat durian."

Yuzheng didn't force it, and sighed pretendingly: "Hey...how can the famous devil king have the same taste as ordinary people? Hey, I forced it after all."

"..." Sheng Jingting was speechless for a moment, then opened his mouth and bit down resignedly.

The sweet and glutinous taste exploded in his mouth, and at the same time, the indescribable taste surrounded him 360 degrees without dead ends.

The air seems to be filled with the smell of durian, and every cell of him is integrated with the smell of durian.

Can't escape, can't avoid, can only silently endure the crit of smell.

In the end, I had to accept my fate and swallow the durian meat in my mouth.

Yuzheng was very satisfied with his performance, and innocently blinked her big watery eyes: "Is my husband delicious? It seems that the devil king is no different from us ordinary people. Come, eat another piece."

"vomit……"

A huge piece of durian meat was handed to him, and Sheng Jingting almost spat it out.

Before she had time to vomit, the little girl had already put on a straight face, and snorted coldly: "That's right, some people are the famous demon king Lu Chen. It's so powerful, it beat me to the point of concussion and internal bleeding, how could you be willing to accommodate me..."

Before Yu Zheng finished speaking, Sheng Jingting had already taken the durian meat in her hand, and bit it down as if dying.

One mouthful after another, gobbling it voraciously, without any hesitation.

The whole process was expressionless, and he regarded death as home.

"puff……"

Yuzheng couldn't help laughing, turned her back and covered her mouth and laughed.

Mr. Sheng's expression is so serious.

When he faced his subordinates in the military department, he should have this expression.

It's just that Yuzheng really didn't expect that Mr. Sheng would eat durian with this expression in order to please her.

Tsk, it seems that it was not her illusion before.

There is really no difference between Demon King Lu Chen and her husband Sheng Jingting.

Even if the identity changes, the person is still the same person.

This also means...

She could really bully him at will.

Bully the big devil.

┗|｀O′|┛哦~~

Yuzheng was so happy that she almost jumped up.

The devil Lu Chen bullied her twice in three days, and she wanted to bully her back a long time ago.

God, bullying the devil, punishing the devil, and punishing him in that way...

It's so exciting to think about it.

Seeing the little girl's furtive and joyful expression, Sheng Jingting knew that she must be planning some bad idea again.

But what can he do?

He once beat the little girl like that, any person would feel angry in his heart.

Demon King Lu Chen's identity is exposed, and the little girl will definitely not let him go easily.

Of course, he didn't dare to resist.

The little girl suspected that he was violent and wanted to leave him, but now she is finally willing to get close to him.

Once she resists, it is very likely that she will be pushed far away.

He really didn't want to sleep alone anymore.

o (╥﹏╥) o

After Sheng Jingting tried to swallow the last bite of durian, he sighed helplessly: "Honey, I have already eaten half of the durian according to your request, can you forgive me?"

"hey-hey……"

Yu Zheng smiled but threw the durian shells on the ground: "Come on, husband, pick one."

Sheng Jingting silently lowered his head.

Washboards, keyboards, durian shells, and electronic scales are lined up one by one on the floor.

He knows how to use the first three, but what about the electronic scale?

Sheng Jingting really didn't have the guts to refuse, so he took a chance and said, "I choose electronic scales."

Yuzheng showed a puzzled smile: "Husband, you are very knowledgeable, then kneel down."

Sheng Jingting: "???"

Yuzheng explained: "Husband, do you love me? In order to prove your love for me, you have to kneel down and say 1314."

"..."

Sheng Jingting was stunned that there was such an operation.

Do young people nowadays play such a big game?

"Husband, don't you love me? Or, you can kneel down to 5200." Yu Zheng blinked cutely, pure and innocent.

"Uh...can I change the way?" Sheng Jingting knew that he had really hit too hard at the beginning, and it was normal for his wife to be angry.

Even if you beat him up, why use such a terrible punishment?

He is a majestic devil, either kneeling on a durian keyboard or an electronic scale. It is too embarrassing to spread the word.

Yuzheng was a little unhappy: "Can't you be satisfied with so many things? Husband, your taste is a bit heavy."

Sheng Jingting sighed in his heart, bit the bullet and said, "At worst, I'll let you spank my ass."

Anyway, there are only zero and countless times of spanking,

He's used to it.

Yuzheng gave him a strange look: "The meaning of punishment lies in long-term memory. Do you think you will still respond to spanking?"

Sheng Jingting: "..."

Yu Zheng reluctantly sighed: "If you don't choose these methods, I have another method."

"Tell me." Sheng Jingting sparked a glimmer of hope.

Yuzheng didn't make a sound, but walked to the TV cabinet and opened the drawers one by one.

After a while, he took out a remote control and ran to him excitedly: "Husband, can you kneel down on the remote control?"

Sheng Jingting's scalp was numb and he didn't dare to refuse, he cautiously said, "Baby, you didn't hit you on purpose."

Yuzheng said expressionlessly, "Oh, you didn't do it on purpose, so I suffered a severe concussion and internal bleeding."