[Zerg] My villain wife is really powerful!

The black car stopped in the rain.

Ah Zhen slowly got out of the car holding an umbrella.

He raised his umbrella slightly and looked upward.

On the seventh floor, that small window was glowing with a warm yellow light.

Ah Zhen lowered her eyes, her brows showing a hint of satisfaction.

He raised his feet, stepping on the splashes of water and walked towards the stairwell.

The rain splashed on the black leather shoes, and the small world was reflected in the round water droplets.

There is no elevator in Xiaoqiang's house.

Xiaoqiang has already told Azhen about this.

You have to climb stairs.

But this is nothing to the system.

It’s a small seventh floor and I won’t feel tired.

The lights in the stairwell were voice-controlled, and no one was there at the moment.

A dark shadow fell, followed by the sound of soles stepping on tiles.

The lights slowly lit up.

Just like this building, the light has been there for a long time.

The winding staircase and the narrow corridor can barely accommodate two people.

Fortunately, there was no peculiar smell, only the smell of dust.

It is now past six in the evening and it is completely dark in winter.

Ah Zhen exhaled slowly from his mouth, and white mist spread and dissipated over his eyes.

From the beginning, everything in sight.

For Azhen, none of this was beyond her cognition.

It's just that he rarely comes into contact with her in his life.

Whether it is the old building or the peeling wall plaster.

It was still the narrow corridor and the dark stairs.

Ah Zhen was holding the packed dishes in her hands.

Thinking aimlessly in my mind.

I want to take Xiaoqiang to his place.

I want to build a truly warm 'nest'.

Then hide Xiaoqiang inside.

The seventh floor is neither far nor near, and we will be there soon.

Before she reached the door, Zhen had already seen a hint of warm yellow.

That was the light coming from the open door.

The door was ajar, and Xiaoqiang, wearing simple home clothes, was leaning against the door.

The moment he saw Ah Zhen, Xiao Qiang's eyes lit up obviously.

Then he started to grin foolishly, and he looked like he wanted to come forward but didn't know how.

Finally, under Zhen's gaze, he just scratched his head.

Then he bent down and got a pair of slippers for Ah Zhen.

"Azhen, you're here."

It sounds a bit silly.

The moment Ah Zhen bent down, a secret smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Well, I'm here."

As she spoke, Ah Zhen handed all the dishes in her hands to Xiao Qiang.

He changed his shoes and stepped on a pair of furry slippers that he had never worn before.

With a click, he followed Xiaoqiang into the house.

This house is not big, but it is very warm.

You can see Xiaoqiang's life breath everywhere.

Warm yellow sofa and warm yellow lazy chair.

There are also warm yellow cushions and warm yellow curtains.

Everywhere you look, there seems to be too much warm yellow.

But it’s okay, as long as Xiaoqiang likes it.

As Ah Zhen thought about this, her eyes fell on Xiaoqiang's back again.

He walked over to the sofa and sat down.

But this sofa was different from any he had sat on before.

As soon as I sat down, my body sank into it involuntarily.

It was difficult for him to straighten his back.

After trying hard once, Ah Zhen gave up.

He lowered his head and chuckled.

I found it inexplicably funny.

Nonsense and cute.

Xiaoqiang’s home is just like Xiaoqiang.

Warm and soft.

Unexpected and totally unlike him.

On the round egg-shaped coffee table is a cute knitted tissue box.

It's pink, but I can't tell what it's made of.

Ah Zhen tried hard to identify them, and it seemed like, they were two small flowers?

Besides that, there are a few flowers.

But maybe because it's been a little too long, it's a little wilted.

As for the fruit plate, Ah Zhen glanced at it calmly.

No more looking.

The apples didn't look too fresh, but they weren't wrinkled either.

There were only two or three oranges left, judging by the orange peels in the trash can.

Xiaoqiang must have eaten it all.

Compared to the fruits that look a bit pitiful when they are in groups of two or three.

Instead, the toffee in the fruit plate took up a large area.

But it looks like it just came out of the packaging.

Ah Zhen could even imagine Xiaoqiang frantically rummaging through the cupboard.

Why would he care about such a small fruit plate?

What he cared about was Xiaoqiang's precious kindness.

He felt it now, but also felt a little sad.

why.

Is Xiaoqiang so poor?

It’s not that Azhen thinks Xiaoqiang is poor.

But Xiaoqiang's life in the system world is poor in an objective sense.

Ah Zhen was a little worried for Xiaoqiang.

The desire to take Xiaoqiang away grew stronger in his mind.

On the other side, Xiaoqiang had already placed all the dishes on the table.

It’s still the warm yellow egg-shaped dining table.

This is a set with the sofa and coffee table.

When Xiaoqiang bought it, it happened to be a sale at the mall.

Xiaoqiang felt quite lucky because warm yellow happened to be his favorite color.

Now that the dishes and chopsticks were all set, Xiaoqiang shouted nervously,

"Azhen?"

When Ah Zhen's beautiful eyes looked over gently.

Xiao Qiang lowered the volume unconsciously.

He whispered,

"Ah Zhen, shall we eat?"

When Ah Zhen heard what Xiao Qiang said, she nodded without comment.

stood up from the sofa.

The heater was on in the house.

He took off his suit jacket and placed it casually on the armrest of the sofa.

Ah Zhen's footsteps were approaching Xiao Qiang with a "click" sound.

I don't know what happened to those dishes he brought from the restaurant.

It seems a little out of harmony with Xiaoqiang's dining table.

Noticing Xiaoqiang's somewhat reserved look, Azhen frowned slightly.

But he didn't say anything.

He just sat down quietly opposite Xiaoqiang.

Looking at the little yellow duck dishes and chopsticks placed in front of her, Ah Zhen was stunned for a rare moment.

Xiaoqiang's face turned red again.

He seldom brings friends home for dinner.

That set of tableware was also bought at a discount.

At that time, Xiaoqiang didn’t think the little yellow duck was childish at all.

On the contrary, Xiaoqiang likes it very much.

But, looking at Ah Zhen who was as white as porcelain.

Xiaoqiang wondered again, was he being too abrupt?

Thinking of this, Xiaoqiang quickly blinked his eyes to hide the disappointment in his eyes.

The dishes that Zhen brought today are all sweet and sour.

Xiaoqiang noticed this and his nose almost felt sore.

Woohoo, I'm sorry, Zhen.

I have a kid's taste...

However, Azhen didn't care about this at all.

Azhen is not picky about food.

For him, eating is just a matter of maintaining vital signs.

So, the taste doesn't make much difference to him.

But, if Xiaoqiang likes it.

Then he wouldn't hate it.

Ah Zhen looked at Xiao Qiang who was standing opposite her with his head down, looking a little pitiful.

He noticed that Xiaoqiang's eyes were starting to turn red again.

Ah Zhen swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth.

I was just a little clumsy as I picked up some food for Xiaoqiang.

is not it.

Are you starving?

Ah Zhen thought uncertainly.

He didn't understand, everything was fine.

Why do my eyes turn red after taking a few bites of food?

Xiaoqiang seems to be a little crybaby.

Ah Zhen thought about this belatedly.

But he thought about it carefully.

I think it’s okay.

He still likes it.