The Prosperous Years of Wang Xiaohuo

The smile gradually faded from his wife's face, she bit her lower lip lightly, silent, with a gloomy expression.

"What's the matter with you, are you really angry with me for such a trivial matter?" Wang Xiaohuo slowly put down his chopsticks and asked.

The wife stared at him for a while before saying, "Little Huo, do you still love me?"

The sad eyes made him panic: "Of course!"

"Really?"

Wang Xiaohuo tried to hide the panic in his eyes with a smile, and repeated with an emphatic tone: "What is true and false, you don't believe me?"

His wife looked back and forth at his face, turned her head, and said with a sideways face: "I hope so!"

"Fang, can you stop being suspicious?"

"Little Huo, sometimes I always feel that you are hiding something from me." The wife said in a low voice.

"Is there something to hide from you?" Wang Xiaohuo's chest thumped, and he blurted out, "What's the matter?"

The wife shook her head and said, "Who can guess what's on your mind?"

Originally thought that she had noticed her secret by accident, but it didn't look like it after careful consideration. Wang Xiaohuo tentatively asked: "Is it because I am usually too cold to misunderstand you?"

"maybe!"

"What do you mean by maybe?" Wang Xiaohuo felt relieved a little, forced a smile and said, "I think you've watched too many romantic dramas, and you've become fond of thinking wildly."

"The book says that a woman's sixth sense is very effective..."

"Oh, this is a bit strange, tell me, what is the conclusion you came to after using your sixth sense to your husband?" Wang Xiaohuo deliberately joked.

"Indifference, like an iceberg."

"Iceberg? It is covered with ice and snow, and there may be billowing lava underneath. Things can't just be seen on the surface."

"Even if there was one, it would be an extinct volcano at best."

"Is your husband so lifeless and lacking in vitality and passion in your heart?"

"Of course not before."

"The implication is that it is now?"

"Not to mention anything else, just look at other people's husbands who come home one night full of vigor and vitality, and whoever comes back like you is half wilted like an eggplant beaten by Shuang."

Finally getting to the point, it was embarrassing for Wang Xiaohuo to say from her mouth, but she finally revealed her original suspicion, "Everything is sex!" Wang Xiaohuo sighed in his heart.

"I don't want to do this either, but it's really tiring to work outside for a day." He argued.

"You are the only man in the world who goes to work?" The wife was a little annoyed when she said that she hated it.

Being refuted by her bluntly, Wang Xiaohuo gradually lost his face, and planned to retaliate with a few words, but after thinking about it, the cause was all from himself, so he had no choice but to sulk without saying a word.

"Xiao Huo, I don't want to mention this. I know you are busy with work and entertainment, but I am also a normal woman." Although it was a bit difficult to say, even when it came to this, the wife didn't care about being reserved, and said frankly Ming said: "A few days ago, in the department, Sister Zhu kept bragging in front of me about how her husband's glory never diminished..."

"Are you still talking about this?" Wang Xiaohuo asked in surprise.

The wife's cheeks flushed immediately, and she said in embarrassment: "You men are only allowed to talk about women, and women are not allowed to talk about men!"

Wang Xiaohuo snorted and asked, "What did she say?"

The wife squeaked and said: "What else can I say? Isn't it just bragging!"

Seeing her shy appearance, Wang Xiaohuo teased: "I didn't expect you women to be so boring and like to talk about these things."

The wife spat and said, "Who would like it? Didn't we talk about it by accident."

"She blows you too, how do you blow it?"

"Me? I don't have that ability!"

"What are you saying, isn't your husband not good enough?" Wang Xiaohuo was a little unhappy.

"Only once or twice a month, I'm ashamed to say it myself, what else is there to brag about!"

"Didn't you do it three times last month?"

"Thank you for remembering, three times? It's not even enough for others."

"Oh? How many times a month are they?"

"Only about twenty times!"

"Cut!" Wang Xiaohuo denied with a drawn-out tone and contemptuously: "It's bragging to hear it! That's all you still believe."

"why?"

"It's very simple. Let me ask you how old is Sister Zhu's husband this year?"

"It's more than 40, it's almost fifty!"

"There are only 30 days in a month. Let them do it twenty times. On average, they do it once a day and a half. It's impossible to do it at her husband's age. You don't understand such a simple truth. You just listen to her bragging." Wang Xiaohuo laughed contemptuously.

"Even if she exaggerates, it's better than us two or three times a month."

"We call it self-cultivation!"

"I think it's frigidity and impotence!" The wife retorted mercilessly.

"Have you belittled your husband so much?" Wang Xiaohuo stood up from the chair and said angrily.

The wife didn't expect that she would say the words without thinking, and she was stunned on the spot, staring at the anger between Wang Xiaohuo's brows in fear. For a moment, big tears rolled in her eyes.

Wang Xiaohuo clenched his fists and stared at his wife angrily, thinking that no matter how wrong he was, he couldn't ridicule himself like this. Just imagine which man in the world could tolerate the term "sexual frigidity and impotence"?And this sentence actually came from his own wife.

At this moment, the toughness honed in his usual personality came into play. Although he was burning with anger, he always maintained his rationality.

"Fang, when you said this, did you think it would hurt my heart?" Wang Xiaohuo asked in a low voice.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault for being too impulsive and unrestrained!" the wife sobbed.

"I understand that you have suffered a lot of grievances with me, but if you ask yourself, I have always devoted myself wholeheartedly to you and to this family..."

"I know."

"I also admit that I'm usually not too passionate about sex, but you can't mock me with such ruthless words."

"Xiaohuo, I was wrong, please forgive me once, okay?" His wife begged tearfully.

"Fang, is it worth it to create a estrangement between our husband and wife because of this matter?" Wang Xiaohuo said sadly.

The wife couldn't bear it any longer, threw herself into his arms, and cried bitterly while holding him, "Xiao Huo, it's my fault, but do you know that every time we finish the business, I feel very inferior, because every time The last time I offered to be with you, you did it, and the indifference you showed made me unable to appreciate your love for me at all. As time went by, this feeling became more and more intense, and it made me It makes me tremble, it makes me fear, it makes me think I'm going to lose you, this home, anytime, anywhere."

His wife's complaint was like a thorny whip slapping Wang Xiaohuo's chest mercilessly. He was speechless, thinking that maybe it was just like what she felt. I feel that this complex has quietly infiltrated into my daily life, and if I didn't realize it, maybe I just didn't dare to face it head-on.