Substitute Bride: The Gentle Husband of the Evil Girl is Crazy and Wild

There is no moon tonight and it is pitch black all around.

The roads on their side were mostly ridges of fields. Fortunately, Li Xiaoyu had good eyesight, otherwise he would have had to take this long to get home.

I don’t know how many times she will fall into the field.

She held her waist with one hand and carried the medicine bag with the other, and walked slowly towards home.

Gu Fei put the cold food back into the pot to warm it up. He sat on a small stool behind the stove and heard a woman groaning not far away.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and blinked his thick long eyelashes.

Li Xiaoyu pushed open the door and looked at the darkness in the house. She walked slowly towards the main room.

Since Gu Fei is blind, it is normal that there is no tung oil lamp.

She put the medicine bag on the table and saw two pairs of chopsticks on it. She didn't think much about it. She walked slowly to the door of the room and looked inside. The quilt was neatly folded.

The bed was empty.

She bit her inner lip and said to herself in confusion, "He went to the toilet?"

Thinking of this, he walked out of the hall again, stood on the steps, looked in the direction of the toilet, and called out in a hoarse voice: "Gu Fei?"

The next moment, a cold voice came from the kitchen.

"died."

These two simple words were colder than the ice and snow in winter. Li Xiaoyu couldn't help shivering.

The idiot returned to the beam and grunted at her twice.

She looked up at the little guy, she couldn't understand what it was mumbling, but she understood the meaning of Gu Fei's words.

That squeamish guy must be upset because I came back late and didn't cook for him.

He was hungry and angry.

He sniffed, recalled the scene of being beaten today, and suppressed his emotions to the lowest level.

In an instant, her nose felt sore and her eyes turned red.

Tears as big as beans rolled down her cheeks, and she walked towards the kitchen crying miserably, "Wuwuwu..."

"Husband, I was beaten while eating..."

Hearing her wailing, the idiot almost lost his grip on the beam.

She cried as if someone had died in the family. Gu Fei put down the fire tongs, frowned, and stood up when the woman approached the kitchen.

Asked: "Are you not dizzy?"

For some reason, Li Xiaoyu could understand why he didn't faint when seeing blood. Only then did she realize that he really didn't faint this time.

Without a mirror, she couldn't see her face with the plaster on it.

He looked down at the black ointment on the back of his hand and blinked in confusion.

Could it be that the fight was too intense and the adrenaline rush was suppressed?

Thinking of this, she walked over to the man crying, gently tugged at his clothes around his waist, and said in a hoarse voice: "Maybe he beat me too hard, so I suppressed it temporarily."

Watch him pick up the bowl from the pot with a little water with one hand.

She explained pitifully, "We went to Doctor Liu's house and applied some ointment. The injured area was covered by the ointment, and I didn't feel dizzy anymore."

Listening to her explanation, Gu Fei grasped the key points.

He knew that Li Xiaoyu would not just take the beating without fighting back.

The deep voice made it impossible to tell the emotion: "Why did your family fight?"

After that, he walked out of the kitchen with the bowl in his hand. Li Xiaoyu followed him and said aggrievedly, "My eldest brother-in-law, that bastard, drank too much and beat my eldest sister up."

Carrying a bowl of rice on the table, Gu Fei went back to the kitchen. Li Xiaoyu wanted to help but was waved away by him.

After going back and forth several times, I listened to her explain the whole cause and effect.

Li Xiaoyu lit the tung oil lamp, and the two sat face to face. He saw that the man did not move his chopsticks.

She was just like a fawning eunuch, deliberately humming in a pinched voice: "My father also said that if you go, your other leg will be crippled as well."

While speaking, she paid attention to Gu Fei's expression, "If you ask me, it's a good thing you didn't go."

As soon as he said this, Gu Fei took over the conversation and asked calmly, "Am I delaying your ability to use your fists and feet?"

The question was asked calmly without any emotion.

Looking at the rice and the plate of pitch-black vegetables in front of him, Li Xiaoyu frowned slightly.

It’s not that she dislikes this dish.

She was punched in the face during a fight, and had a wound on the corner of her mouth. The pain was so severe that she couldn't eat.

She touched the corner of her mouth, took a deep breath, and replied weakly, "How could that be? I was afraid that if you went, with my husband's martial arts, the birthday party would become a murder scene."

"Madam's mouth is still so sweet."

Hearing her slight gulp, Gu Fei's brows frowned almost imperceptibly.

When she heard the word "Madam", Li Xiaoyu knew that he was being sarcastic. She pressed the corners of her mouth with both hands and smiled awkwardly while enduring the pain.

"necessary."

Not wanting to listen to her fake flattery, Gu Fei picked up the chopsticks and said, "Eat."

Gu Fei likes quietness. She doesn't talk while eating or sleeping.

His mouth didn't make any smacking sounds when he ate. Li Xiaoyu was in so much pain that he couldn't eat, so naturally he didn't move his chopsticks.

The dinner table was extremely quiet.

Looking up at the man eating elegantly across from her, she pursed her lips and sighed.

Her sigh successfully made Gu Fei put down his chopsticks, "Why, is it so unpalatable that you can't eat it?"

Listening to his unchanging sarcasm, Li Xiaoyu pouted and said aggrievedly, "When have I ever disliked the food you cooked? It is said that a husband and wife are bound by a hundred days of grace, but you don't care about me at all."

Her hoarse and delicate words gave Gu Fei a headache.

He took a deep breath and asked, "Where are you hurt?"

Having achieved his goal, Li Xiaoyu sat there slouched, pitifully expressing his grievances like a three-year-old child.

"Forehead, face, mouth, and the back of the hand."

"Where else?"

"My waist is twisted, too."

"How did it twist?"

"When I kick someone, I raise my leg high..."

Hearing the last sentence, Gu Fei suddenly pressed his left thumb on his index finger, and the joint made a creaking sound.

The sound was small, but in a quiet atmosphere.

Abnormally loud.

Li Xiaoyu was startled and she sat back a little out of inertia.

A pair of tearful peach blossom eyes stared straight at the man opposite her. Seeing that he was frowning, she bit her lower lip lightly.

Confusedly asked: "What's wrong with you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Fei looked at her with his lazy willow-leaf eyes. Although his eyes were dull, the cold aura around him made him look very gloomy.

"Li Xiaoyu."

Knowing that he was angry, the woman immediately straightened her posture and replied softly, "I'm here."

The voice that answered was exactly like that of a kitten.

Gu Fei felt inexplicably angry. Everything in front of his eyes went dark and he relied on the sound of her voice to identify the woman's location.

The deep voice was as cold as an abyss: "Is it necessary to injure yourself for someone who doesn't need it?"

Li Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment by his question.

After a moment, she replied: "But she is my elder sister, my relative..."

If Li Wu and Li Guangchang were beaten, she would turn around and leave, but Li Xiaoyan was different. Although her soul had changed, it didn't matter whether she was the original owner or the current her.

The eldest sister treats them all the same.

I am not the kind of person who doesn't care about my relatives. If my elder sister is nice to me, then I will be nice to her too.

She doesn't think there's anything wrong with this?

I don't understand why Gu Fei is angry about this...

Hearing her sincere answer, Gu Fei curled up a smile and looked at her well-behaved and gentle.

The dim light shone on his face, and as the light flickered, the smile on his face became dim, making him look even more gloomy.

Looking at him like this, Li Xiaoyu frowned.

Just when I was about to ask him what was wrong, I heard his calm and angerless voice slowly say:

"So-called relatives are those who break the tendons and bones of your fingers and hands one by one, stand on your flesh and blood, and look down on everything from a high place."