Rita's stupid husband

Love is like a cup of milky coffee, fragrantly floating outside, floating sweetly on the surface, sour inside, and sinking bitterly at the bottom...

——Rita Rossweisse

It was almost noon when Xiao Kong slowly opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was Rita in front of him.

Only then did he realize that he was resting on her soft thighs.

"You little fool, are you awake?"

Rita said softly, sounding like she was no longer angry with herself.

"what..."

Xiao Kong straightened up and sat next to her, while Rita looked at him and said, "Did you sleep well?"

"good..."

"It's just a dream. I dreamed about Rita, and she has never forgiven me..."

"Then he also said that he would never talk to Xiao Kong again."

Hearing what he said, Rita raised the corners of her mouth and said with a smile: "Dreams are the opposite. Since I have not forgiven you in the dream, does it mean that I have forgiven Xiao Kong in reality?"

The young couple had a quarrel and almost died. Xiao Kong blinked his eyes and said to Rita: "Rita, let's not quarrel in the future, right?"

"Hmm, if you obey and be a good boy, then why should I be angry?"

"It's easy to stop me from being angry. Just don't mess with me, okay?"

"You are still the first person in your life who dares to mess with me, my husband."

Rita's smile made Kuuga tremble. He shook his head quickly and said with a naive smile: "No, no, how dare I."

Today, I could see how powerful Rita was. Xiaokong was so shaken that he didn't dare to get too close to her. He sat one meter away from her and didn't dare to look at Rita.

"..."

"..."

Neither of them spoke. Rita turned to stare at Xiaokong, her eyes fixed on Xiaokong. Xiaokong naturally noticed from the corner of her eye that she wanted to leave but couldn't.

Seeing his dazed and scared look, Rita found it amusing. She deliberately moved closer to him, and Xiao Kong also moved his position to keep a sufficient distance from her.

"..."

"..."

Seeing this, Rita got close to him again. Xiao Kong moved again and successfully fell off the bench, falling to the ground.

"Ouch!"

"puff."

Rita couldn't hold back her embarrassed look any longer, and smiled very happily. Xiao Kong thought she was still angry, but when she saw her smile, he realized that she was deliberately teasing him: "I, I went to sweep the floor."

He picked up the broom and continued to clean St. Freya. Rita, who was sitting on the bench, looked at him with a smile. Her idiot husband was indeed so fun.

Then, Rita also stood up, walked to Xiao Kong and asked him what he wanted to eat for lunch: "Husband, what do you want to eat for lunch?"

"Whatever, Rita can do whatever she wants."

That was all he said. Looking at his bandaged head, Rita snorted: "Then bring more eggs and milk to make up for your stupid brain."

As she said that, she poked Xiaokong's head with her index finger and criticized him. Xiaokong didn't say anything and continued to do what he was supposed to do.

At noon, Rita went to prepare a lunch box, Xiao Kong was sweeping the floor in the academy alone, and the Valkyries in the teaching building also started taking a lunch break. Teresa came out of the office and came here with Shasha in her arms. Seeing that Xiaokong's head was wrapped in a bandage, she asked worriedly: "Nephew, what's wrong with your head?"

"Ah, no, it's okay, I accidentally fell it."

Xiaokong explained while sweeping the floor, but this could not fool Theresa's eyes, not even Sasha in her arms believed it.

"You still talk so hard, how can you fall like this? Come on, tell the truth, what's going on?"

"babble!"

As soon as Theresa finished asking, Sasha in her arms called out to her father seriously, as if asking him: Who bullied my father?

"I, I did it myself..."

His answer made both Theresa and Shasha open their eyes wide.

"what?"

"babble?"

Then, Theresa and Shasha looked at each other and asked: "Hit yourself? Why? What happened?"

"Oh, don't ask. Anyway, I'm bored and beating myself up. That's it."

With that said, he was no longer in the mood to sweep the floor, so he put the broom aside and walked to the bench to sit down.

Seeing him like this, Teresa was speechless and said to Sasha in her arms: "Granddaughter, your 22-year-old dad is not as smart as you who are less than 1 year old. You have to take good care of him when you grow up." ah?"

After hearing this, Shasha also made a very disappointed sound, indicating that she understood.

"babble..."