marital love  

Luo Yuyao frowned, and rushed into the room instinctively.

But he could only stand blankly at the door, because Yu Jinxuan was standing in front of the full-length mirror, but he was not wearing any clothes.

She looked at him with angry eyes as if about to breathe fire, pointed to the hickey marks on her neck and chest, and asked: "Luo Yuyao, how can I go to work like this? I don't want to live anymore."

But he said with a naughty smile: "Honey, you were not allowed to see it just now, but now you are allowed to see it. You are really good or bad."

Only then did she realize that she hadn't put on any clothes yet, so she grabbed a piece of clothing and covered her chest and squatted on the ground, shouting desperately: "Luo Yuyao, you rascal, you bastard, get out of here!"

He hurriedly turned around and exited the room. With the experience of flying pillows last time, he quickly hid in a safe position this time.I still don't forget to answer with a smile: "My wife educated me."

Then he coaxed his wife patiently: "My wife, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I promise there will be no next time. Okay?"

"duang" made intimate contact with the door panel for some unknown reason.Then there was a crying voice: "How can I go out like this? How can I go to work? Huh, I must be laughed to death."

He turned around and stood at the door, looked at her guiltily, then looked at the few clothes in the closet, and then suggested: "You have too few clothes, I can't afford to buy new clothes for my wife." , why don't you ask for leave today and take you to buy clothes, okay?"

With tears in her eyes, she slowly raised her head, stood up, tidied up the clothes she had just put on, and said, "You don't need to be so kind. I still have clothes at home, and there are already a lot of them."

She stood in front of the full-length mirror again, looking at the faintly visible hickey on the collar, tears welled up in her eyes again, and the corners of her mouth twitched aggrievedly.

It made him sad to see it directly.

Suddenly, he saw a silk scarf in the corner of the closet. The plain color goes well with clothes.With a flash of inspiration, he said, "Honey, don't move, I"

Before he finished speaking, his hand holding the silk scarf was opened with a "snap" by her hand.He withdrew his hand, looked at it, it was a little red, and thought, his wife was really angry this time.He eagerly raised the silk scarf in his hand, looked at her, and didn't speak.

Looking at the silk scarf, she suddenly realized that she seemed to have wronged a good person.It seems, it seems that when I hit him just now, I was still very hard, it must have hurt

"Uh, I'm sorry, it hurts, why don't you hit me too, even if we're even." She peeked at him sheepishly, and then said weakly.

His sunny smile bloomed again, it turned out that his wife was still a little woman who was tough on the outside but soft on the inside.

Just when he was smiling brightly, she suddenly said coldly: "One size counts for one size. I apologize for hitting you just now, but it doesn't mean that these things on my neck can't just be left alone."

She still didn't say these things.

She snatched the silk scarf from his hand, and wrapped it round and round around her neck, like a spinning wheel spinning thread.

She carefully looked in front of the mirror, taking photos here and there, looking left and right, always looking worried, as if she had found a life-saving straw.

Within a few seconds, Yu Jinxuan's face was

Slightly reddened, it seems that the silk scarf was wrapped too tightly and lacked oxygen.

But she refused to relax and persisted, looking left and right, checking over and over again to see if there were any missing ones.

Finally, Luo Yuyao still couldn't stand it.He had never seen such a woman who couldn't dress herself up.Aren't women born to dress up?

It seems that I was wrong again, the one in front of me is an exception when she shows up without makeup and does not wear makeup.

However, it is precisely because of her specialness and her exception that I like her so deeply and want to protect her, right?

He smiled kindly, walked gently to her side, and said softly: "Honey, let me help you. Don't wrap the silk scarf so many times, you're almost like a spinning top. Just wrap it loosely. , look, see if you are still satisfied?"

During the time he spoke, he had already put the silk scarf on her shoulders again.The style is very simple, and those things are all wrapped up, and there will be no missing places when turning left and right.

Finally, she wiped away the tears on her face, and acquiesced in satisfaction with the result.

Finally he stopped crying, and his heart fell steadily to the ground.It turns out that a woman's most powerful weapon is tears.I really don't want to see her cry again.

Seeing her sad was even more painful than digging out one's own heart and cutting one's own flesh.

He swears.

He wrapped his arms around her and wrapped her in his arms, but found that she did not resist.You were angry just now, do you forgive yourself now?

She looks so obedient, let him hold her

He saw in the mirror that her eyes were fixed on him.

He couldn't help but startled him: "Honey, I'm scared when you look at me like this. Did I do something wrong again?" After finishing speaking, he rubbed against her neck like a kitten.

She didn't move, but just asked blankly: "Luo Yuyao, did you often wear silk scarves for girls like this before?" Without a trace of questioning tone, it still made people feel cold. The eyes are full of disappointment.

He held her shoulders, with a serious expression, looked at her firmly, and said word by word: "My tenderness is only for you. Do you understand, idiot?" He buried her head in his chest.

Then gently touched her hair, and murmured: "I saw my mother wearing a silk scarf like this when I was a child. It was also the first time for me to wear a silk scarf for a girl. Wife, you have to believe me, there is still"

Her heart was soft, and she really should trust him, because he is her husband, right? A happy arc secretly bloomed at the corner of her mouth.

After a pause, he smiled and looked into her eyes, and said, "Don't call me by my full name, you can call me old, you can also call me Xianggong." He didn't dare to mention "husband" anymore, so he simply changed his words. I got a husband.

She lightly punched him in the chest, and said: "I'm going to be late for work, brother driver." She said the last four words word by word.

Then he quickly grabbed his handbag and rushed out the door.I heard her shouting from a distance: "I'm going to work by myself, so there's no need to send it off."

The door was open, there was no one in the house, and it felt empty. He stood there with his arms folded, shook his head helplessly, and muttered: "What a silly girl"