After being entangled by the overlord in women's clothing

Although Zheng Ting showed a gentle side on the sofa, when it was time to go to sleep, Xu Yuan found that this man had jumped into bed with her.

"You, get up!"

Xu Yuan grabbed the man's arm, trying to pull him up from her bed.

But Zheng Ting stretched out his limbs and occupied Xu Yuan's bed without moving.

"Go upstairs and sleep."

Seeing that she couldn't pull the man, Xu Yuan began to pull the quilt under the man.

"No."

Zheng Ting refused straight away, "There are no beds upstairs."

"That's why you didn't let me make the bed just now!"

Xu Yuan lifted the quilt angrily and covered Zheng Ting's head completely, wanting to suffocate him to death.

"No."

Zheng Ting pulled down the quilt, revealing half of his face, and glanced at Xu Yuan who was standing by the bed, still saying the same thing.

"it is good!"

Xu Yuan was so annoyed by the man's rogue behavior, she turned around and hugged the quilt and threw it heavily on the bed.

"Then sleep like this!"

Xu Yuan turned off the light angrily, wrapped herself in a quilt, and squeezed desperately towards Zheng Ting, trying to push the man out of bed.

If you insist on occupying my bed, then neither of you can sleep well.

"Go over!"

Xu Yuan stretched out her foot from under the quilt and kicked the man, but she didn't see the corner of the man's mouth curled slightly as he succeeded in the dark, and moved aside calmly.

Although Xu Yuan's bed was not too small, it was a bit cramped when two big men lay on it.

In addition, Zheng Ting's body temperature was on the high side. At first, Xu Yuan felt as if she was lying on a big heater next to her. It was so hot that she couldn't sleep. also fell asleep.

The next day, when Zheng Ting woke up, he stretched out his hand to touch his side, and the bed was already empty.

What about people?

Zheng Ting woke up immediately, got up from the bed abruptly, put on his fat school uniform, and opened the door, just about to call Xu Yuan's name, when he looked up, he saw Xu Yuan in the kitchen, cooking with her head down. Porridge.

With slender fingers, fair neck, and sleepy side face, Xu Yuan picked up a spoon to scoop up a spoonful of porridge, and slowly passed it to her mouth.

what.

Zheng Ting folded his hands in front of his chest, leaned lazily against the door frame, and watched the pleasing scene in front of him comfortably.

Isn't it too wasteful to let him be my assistant? You should lock him up at home and let him...

Zheng Ting was thinking about it, Xu Yuan had already turned off the fire and turned around.

"Why are you standing there, come over for dinner." He called Zheng Ting to come over for breakfast.

"Wait, help me cut my hair."

After breakfast, Xu Yuan stretched out her hand to grab the bangs on her forehead, and blew childishly.

"Ok?"

Zheng Ting paused holding the bowl, frowned slightly, and raised his head to look at Xu Yuan, "Shall I cut your hair for you?"

"correct."

Xu Yuan confiscated the chopsticks in Zheng Ting's hand, took his bowl, and pointed to her hair.

"Didn't you also hear yesterday that Ms. Xu asked me to cut my hair again."

"cough."

Zheng Ting adjusted the expression on his face, put his hands on the table, and looked at the person in front of him seriously.

Although he really wanted to pretend that he was omnipotent in front of Xu Yuan, he really couldn't get a haircut.

"I've never cut anyone else's hair."

Zheng Ting said blankly, and added at the end, "It's not that I can't, it's that I haven't done it before."

"Just cut it short."

Xu Yuan didn't care about rushing the ducks to the shelves, "I'm too lazy to go to the barber shop, I have to go to the hospital to see Ms. Xu later."

"But……"

Zheng Ting was still a little hesitant, "Get on the stool and follow me." Xu Yuan had already taken the bed sheet and scissors, and urged Zheng Ting to go out.

Today's weather is exceptionally good, the sun is shining warmly on the body, but it is not drying.

Xu Yuan found a good place in the yard and directed Zheng Ting to put down the stool.

"That's it."

Zheng Ting watched Xu Yuan sit down on the stool, and wrapped a sheet around his neck.

But when he really picked up the scissors to cut, Zheng Ting asked hesitantly, "I want to cut?"

"Cut it, cut it."

Xu Yuan closed her eyes in a relaxed manner, raised her chin slightly, and let the sun shine on her face.

"click click"

The man's movements are very gentle, the scissors cut the hair with a small sound, and the wind will blow some of the hair to the face, which feels a little itchy.

Feeling all this with her eyes closed, Xu Yuan felt very at ease and peaceful.

"do you know?"

Xu Yuan suddenly opened her mouth in a lazy voice, as if she was sitting under a tree enjoying the shade in a summer afternoon and chatting, "Ms. Xu was pregnant before she was married. I didn't know who my father was since I was a child, but I don't care."

Zheng Ting paused slightly, but didn't know what to say.

"Ms. Xu has always liked beautiful things all her life. When she was young, she liked handsome men. When she was old, she liked to grow flowers. Do you think the flowers she grows are all beautiful?"

After hearing Xu Yuan's words, Zheng Ting turned his head and looked around Xu Qing's flower garden. All kinds of flowers bloomed in an orderly manner, which was indeed very beautiful.

"Well, it's beautiful."

Zheng Ting responded, stopped, walked around in front of Xu Yuan, and helped him trim the hair on his forehead. When he lowered his head, he saw Xu Yuan with her eyes closed, a wry smile on her mouth, and a sad expression on her face.

"Tell me, if Ms. Xu knows that the son she raised is like this, will she, who has always loved beauty, be disappointed?"

Zheng Ting's hand stopped, holding the scissors, he did not move for a long time.

He wanted to say that was not the case, but seeing the sad expression on Xu Yuan's face, he couldn't say anything.

"Cut it out?"

Xu Yuan closed her eyes, feeling that Zheng Ting had stopped, put away her expression, and opened her eyes again with a smile.

When she raised her head, she happened to look into the man's deep and pitiful eyes.

"Okay, okay?"

Xu Yuan looked away in a panic, and lowered her head to pick up the mirror in her hand.

He didn't know what he was panicking about, but every time he stared silently at a man, he always felt flustered.

"Hmm. Okay."

Zheng Ting put away the scissors, just about to reach out to free the sheet around Xu Yuan's neck.

"Hahaha."

But Xu Yuan held the mirror, looked at herself in the mirror, and laughed happily.

"This, this haircut is too ugly."

Xu Yuan smiled and looked up at Zheng Ting.

Zheng Ting originally wanted to defend himself, "I said I never cut anyone else's hair", but when he saw Xu Yuan's head, he couldn't help laughing.

"Isn't it ugly?"

Xu Yuan's stomach ached from laughing, and she tugged at the corner of Zheng Ting's clothes to seek approval.

"Ah."

Zheng Ting suppressed a smile and nodded in agreement.

"What about this?"

Xu Yuan picked up the mirror to see if she could be saved, but when she saw herself in the mirror, she couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha."

Zheng Ting saw Xu Yuan sitting in the flowerbed, with a floral sheet wrapped around her body, and some hair on her forehead. The whole person was laughing unsteadily, wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hands.

Obviously this picture has no aesthetic feeling at all, but seeing the genuine and pure smile on Xu Yuan's face, Zheng Ting felt that his heart was also infected.

"It's beautiful."

Zheng Ting reached out to help Xu Yuan brush off the broken hair on her face.

"Ah?" Xu Yuan was taken aback by the man's thoughtless words.

"You are beautiful."

Zheng Ting reached out and lifted Xu Yuan's chin, "Auntie, you will not be disappointed."

"You, what did you say?"

Seeing the serious face of the man, Xu Yuan slapped the man's hand away shyly and anxiously, not even caring about the bed sheets, stood up and ran into the house.

After putting on a skirt and putting on makeup, many people praised themselves for being beautiful, but no one ever said that they were beautiful when they looked like this.

The point is, how can he speak so seriously?

"What I said is true." Zheng Ting shouted behind Xu Yuan.

"I don't listen!"

Xu Yuan blushed, covered her ears, and ran back to her room in one breath.

After closing the door, Xu Yuan looked in the mirror. She was wrapped in sheets, flip-flops on her feet, and her hair looked like it had been bitten by a dog.

How beautiful is this?

Does that man have aesthetic problems?Xu Yuan thought with a hot face.

The author has something to say: these chapters let Mr. Zheng and Yuanyuan go down the path of warmth~

Yuanyuan is strong on the outside and soft on the inside, Mr. Zheng must protect his wife well in the future~