Walking with the Villain, Lou Xiao'e's Alternative Love

"We are all thousand-year-old foxes. What are you playing with me here?"

Lou Xiao'e raised her eyebrows and glared at her son first.

That look seemed to be able to shoot out sharp arrows, which made Xu Shaochen shrink his neck.

Then, she turned her attention to Xu Damao, crossed her arms, and said with a mocking tone, "Are you satisfied?

If you think it's not enough, I'll serve you for a few more days?"

Xu Damao was frightened by this sudden question.

His face was instantly filled with a flattering smile.

He quickly responded: "It's really enjoyable, really enjoyable.

Wife, I, I...I was just confused for a moment."

As he spoke, his eyes flickered and he didn't dare to look Lou Xiao'e in the eye.

His feet rubbed restlessly on the ground.

He was just like a primary school student who had done something wrong, and he almost raised his hand and swore that he would never do it again.

Lou Xiao'e's eyes moved back and forth between the father and the other.

That look seemed to have a hook, which made Xu Damao and Xu Shaochen feel creepy.

But she just pursed her lips and said nothing.

This situation is like the calm before the storm, so depressing that it makes people breathless.

You know, people are sometimes very strange.

If you want to yell at the top of your lungs, just yell.

The energy was like fireworks, it was released in a whoosh and nothing happened.

But Lou Xiao'e refused and just stood there quietly.

His face sank, just like the dark clouded sky.

No one can guess what she is thinking.

No one knows when the fire will suddenly strike like lightning.

The father and son were like two frightened quails.

You look at me, I look at you.

His eyes were full of fear and helplessness.

But there is nothing we can do.

I can only wait dryly.

The atmosphere was even more torturous than being on the execution ground.

Lou Xiao'e completely ignored the father and son's timid movements.

He leaned back on the sofa.

He swung his legs casually and placed them on the coffee table.

Xu Damao and Xu Shaochen understood what he meant when they saw this.

The father and son worked together as well as well-trained servants.

He took a quick step forward and placed his hands lightly on Lou Xiao'e's shoulders.

Rubbed it rhythmically.

The other one half-knelt beside her and massaged her legs gently.

If outsiders saw this scene, they might really mistake Lou Xiao'e for the domineering "Old Buddha".

Xu Shaochen carefully controlled the strength of his leg beating.

Make sure each stroke is even and balanced.

While smiling, he said softly: "Hey, calm down first.

We can't blame all of this on us two.

You don't even think about it, you are thinking about those nonsense things for no reason.

Can my dad and I not worry too much?

We are also too concerned and confused. "

Seeing his son speak, Xu Damao continued, "Wife, didn't we agree long ago that we wouldn't have any more children?

Why did you suddenly change your mind?

Not to mention that our family of three is living a very comfortable life.

Just say that if you want a daughter, wait until Xiujuan and Ziyu have a girl.

Why don't you let our son find a way to bring him over to you to tease him?

Why do you have to suffer that pain again?

Look at Zhu Gaogao, how is he different from our child?

Ruizi and his wife rarely go back home now.

If that boy wasn't a bit filial.

I go home from time to time to visit my great-grandfather and great-grandmother.

Then he will become our son's little follower."

When Xu Shaochen heard what his father said, he became furious.

He said loudly: "What do you mean you want me to kidnap you?

Dad, please stop talking nonsense.

Zhu Gaogao followed me voluntarily.

He has vision and knows that there is a future in following me.

If you don't believe me, go ask him if he is happy about it!"

Xu Damao is still furious about being betrayed by his son.

Then he was retorted by his son.

He felt so depressed.

I couldn't help it right then.

He glared at Xu Shaochen and yelled, "Xu Shaochen, are you itching for trouble?

I think you are becoming more and more disrespectful.

I'm just going to say a few words to you, just listen carefully.

What are you trying to do here?

It's already this late and you're still fighting with me.

Really, day after day, I have to endure your anger for no reason.

Why do I work so hard?

I have to go to work and also take care of things at home.

If either of you and your daughter has a headache or a fever, won't I be the only one to take care of them?

Looking at our family, I have the lowest status and I am the poorest.

I accept all of this.

But what’s the matter? I can’t even say a word?

You don't allow me to complain?

Do you really think I'm a soft persimmon that you can bully at will? Don't you have any temper at all?"

Lou Xiao'e was listening at the side and thought to herself that what he said was not quite right.

Why did he criticize her and Xu Shaochen together?

She immediately quit and raised her voice and said, "Xu Damao, are you the only one working here?

Are you the only one who manages the household?

How are you poor?

Is it because you are short of food or water?

Or have no clothes to wear?

How have I wronged you?

You are still feeling wronged.

Yes, I felt a little itchy when I saw them getting pregnant.

But I didn't force you.

If you don’t want to have a baby, then don’t have one.

Besides, giving birth to a baby is not like catching piglets, you can't just say you will get one.

I don’t have a child myself, so I’m not allowed to be envious?

If I really can't convince you, you two can find a way to deal with me.

But have you ever asked me what I think?

Are you drawing conclusions based on my expression?

I can bear this.

But don’t you think it’s too much?

Good man, he really treats me as a free maid.

Do you feel that I have wronged you at home?

Want to take this opportunity to take revenge?

If you two really think so, then fine.

Let's go our separate ways on the broad road.

No one cares about anyone else."

Lou Xiao'e's words were like a machine gun.

It hit the father and son like a torrential rain.

They were completely annoyed and lost their temper.

Honestly.

The nice words coming out of his mouth are like a flood that has broken through a dam, flowing out without cost.

That's how life is.

Come to think of it, what kind of deep hatred or conflict could there be among a family?

Not really.

They are nothing more than trivial matters.

There are bumps and bruises in daily life, which cause some friction.

Some things can be moved on if we just talk about them with open hearts and laugh.

Just like a gust of wind, it blows across the lake, causing a few ripples before returning to calm.

But sometimes, some people have something on their mind and just don't want to say it.

Or you talk for a long time but still don't get to the point.

Then this little spark will burn brighter and brighter.

The matter became more and more serious.

Contradictions are like a snowball, accumulating more and more.

Actually, home is a wonderful place.

It is a place where reason should be discussed.

It's not entirely a place where only reason is discussed.

The key lies in how the family members grasp and balance the logic here.

You don't have to argue about right and wrong when there is no need for you to get serious.

That would be asking for trouble.

For no reason, the family is in chaos.

But when it is time for you to stand up for justice and speak the truth, you pretend to be ignorant.

Then can we still live a peaceful life?

It would be strange if it wasn't a mess.

As the old saying goes, "A confused temple houses a confused god."

Sometimes if you pretend to be ignorant, your life can be harmonious and smooth.