"Domestic Violence" Offenders in Marriage

Cheng Yu had to admit that Andison's wishful thinking was really good. Looking around the room of Andison's installation, although there were many rooms, only this room had a bed, which meant that he would either be in a comfortable bed with this man. or sleep on the cold floor, staring at the big bed that can accommodate four or five people, Cheng Yu's amber eyes seemed to be condensed with an indissoluble cloud of prey, if he remembers correctly If so, he is really very familiar with this bed.

Cheng Yu didn't say yes or no for a long time, and Anderson didn't expect this face-conscious master to compromise voluntarily, he just grabbed the suitcase in the corner of the room, opened the zipper, and started to pack the things out.

The person next to him suddenly moved, and Cheng Yu's heart trembled slightly. This person's temper was always gloomy and uncertain. He didn't guarantee that that person wouldn't stop at nothing and do something asshole again. When he took a closer look, he found that the other person He actually made a decision for him privately, and was so angry that he was a little dazed for a while. To be honest, it was the first time he had seen such a thick-skinned person.

"I will do it myself."

He didn't tell Andison to stop hysterically, Cheng Yu just stood there indifferently and called to stop, without even moving a bit, but Andison didn't know why he could clearly feel the boredom in that voice. Thyssen wanted to impress Cheng Yu, not to further make the other party feel disgusted with him.

"Okay, you do it yourself." Andison stood up with a flattering smile to make room for packing.

Andison watched Cheng Yu approaching, squatting so gracefully, probably to avoid attracting attention from others, today Cheng Yu deliberately did not wear that high-end dazzling suit, but only a well-fitting shirt, The dark vertical stripes extend to the waist of the trousers, making the already narrow waist look more attractive, and the white hands are sorting the folds of meticulous clothes and putting him into another empty closet, An Di There was an indistinct smile on Sen's face, as expected of the person he had his eyes on, and there was a different kind of charm in every gesture.

Cheng Yu has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, and Anderson knows this. He always likes to demand absolute perfection in his things. Just like now, every small fold on his clothes makes him stroke back and forth, which seems to be Want him to stretch out.

By the time Cheng Yu finished cleaning up, the sky was covered with a thin layer of gray.

For dinner, Andison ordered a lot of meals at the restaurant. Cheng Yu stood by the door of the bedroom without saying a word, watching the colorful dishes set up a large table, secretly despising Andison's taste in his heart, only the slightest People who don’t know how to match Chinese food will blindly pile up expensive vegetables in this way, and if they eat it like this, they will not be bored to death, but will also be filled to death.

"Honey, would you like to have a taste?"

Hearing this disgusting name, Cheng Yu's stomach, which was already full from the greasy smell, felt even more uncomfortable for a moment, turned around and walked into the bedroom.

Seeing the unhappy look of the sweetheart, Ann

Andison roughly guessed the reason, and went straight in: "What's the matter? The food is not to your liking?"

Cheng Yu sneered in his heart, not only was the food unappetizing, it was actually because you were too unappetizing.But Cheng Yu would not say this. Faced with Andison's seemingly concerned question, he hesitated and nodded. He didn't want to have any direct conflict with Andison, after all, he might not be his. opponent.

"It seems that you don't like these dishes very much?" Hearing the other party's question again, Cheng Yu nodded again, not only because he didn't like it, but because he wanted to vomit when he smelled it.

"Then what do you want to eat?" Andison asked cautiously. Finally, this person was willing to give him some normal reactions, so he must grasp it carefully.

"I'm tired." The simple and clear refusal directly blocked all of Anderson's next words.

Cheng Yu looked at Andison's slumped expression like a puppy that had been severely hit by something, and those blue eyes looked at him pitifully, and he panicked and turned his head away from him. This is really the tough guy. The man who had imprisoned him like a dog for so long?