My third year of marriage with Tsunayoshi-kun

I hummed a little song briskly, took a bag of clothes and planned to go to the locker room to change out of the black suit I was using for work.

As a result, my brisk appearance fell into the eyes of my colleagues in the same department, and he spit out a word in a low voice.

"Senior Kuriyama, are you leaving get off work early again?"

My junior, Haruto Furukawa, is currently working overtime all night, and now he is only one step away from sudden death.

PS: This state has been going on for three full days now.

"Stop gossiping and do your work with peace of mind."

Furukawa Haruko made the final struggle, his face was pale, and he seemed to spit out his own soul: "Minister, are you willing to throw us into overtime hell, and you leave first? "

"...Wow, don't make me sound like an unscrupulous boss. If you're happy, you can drop the overtime pay and go home clean and sleepy. Furukawa, you don't look very good right now? Be careful. Sudden death." I patted Haruko Furukawa on the shoulder, and said the temptation like a devil, "Go back and take a bath, climb into the bed fragrantly, and sleep well, won't it sound good?"

"Sweet! Of course it's delicious!"

Furukawa Haruka was crying bitterly. He stayed up late at the company for three days. His face was pale and he had two huge dark circles under his eyes. .

"But one night's overtime pay can be compared with a week's salary! And if the work is not finished today, it will only pile up more and more, and it will be impossible to finish!"

Furukawa Haruko was in grief and pain, and I said pityingly: "Since you can't let go of money, you can only exchange it with your night life that doesn't exist."

Furukawa Haruko screamed, unable to bear the pressure at all, and he didn't want to talk to me at all.He lay down on the table with a thud, and continued typing on the keyboard with blank eyes.

This is the life of social animals in modern society.

As if shrouded in holy light, I looked at Furukawa Haruko again with endless love.The moment I turned my head and left, I immediately changed my expression, blew out a little tune briskly, and clocked out of get off work sweetly.

He almost ran into a person head-on. The person was slender and wore a suit in a very rigid way.In my memory, the only person who would dress like this... I looked up, and sure enough, it was Ango Sakaguchi, and immediately said with a smile: "Senior Ango, I'm off work first, work hard."

Among the many people who worked overtime until they were half-dead, I was the only one who stood out from the crowd at the check-in desk.Ango Sakaguchi opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but the words rolled off his tongue, he swallowed them back in a daze, rubbed his temples and said, "... See you tomorrow, Hua Yan."

"See you tomorrow, Senior Anwu." I thought for a while and added a sentence, "Don't be too obsessed with overtime work, our intelligence and information department will be tired because of your overtime work, and my lovely subordinates have been infected with overtime work recently. It's a bad thing."

Ango Sakaguchi opened his mouth and complained: "You have a sense of responsibility as a minister, so you should stay and work overtime."

I spoke righteously: "Do you want my husband to stay alone? How many years have I been married? This will cause conflicts between our husband and wife. How can it be like this? If our husband and wife are not harmonious, Senior Anwu Do you want to help me take responsibility? Moreover, the overtime system of our department has always been based on individualism, as a government department, do you want to openly know the law and break the law?"

Sakaguchi Ango didn't know how many times he was blocked by my reason. He was speechless, waved his hand, looked at me with a happy smile, and quickly slipped away from him.

Haruto Furukawa watched my back that disappeared in a blink of an eye, eagerly looking at Ango Sakaguchi, and asked sadly: "Mr. Sakaguchi, don't you care about Kuriyama-senpai? She used to be such an excellent boss who loved working overtime. In the past, she was very handsome, she stepped high on the chair, she was full of momentum, she was like a big lady, handsome and sassy. As a result, in the past few years, she has completely changed a person, her life is decadent, basically just step on Go to work, watch the time and leave work on time."

"...What □□ eldest sister, who are you talking about, don't use a filter." Sakaguchi Ango said quietly, "Hana's work itself is very special, and she still does it flawlessly. The local government blamed...how did she get her to stay and work overtime on her own initiative?"

Furukawa Haruko let out a line of tears, "I can only say that the goblin in Minister Kuriyama Kuriyama's house is very skilled, and she won't want to hook her up. Return the minister I loved to work back then. In this quiet company at night, The cold work, the boss who leaves work early without empathy, is really chilling."

Ango Sakaguchi: "... Having said so much, you just can't understand Huayan leaving get off work early, so you want to pull her to work overtime with you."

Haruko Furukawa: "...Ah heh."

I didn't hear the sinister intentions revealed in the chat between Ango Sakaguchi and Haruko Furukawa at all. If I knew it, I would go back and make a good defense.

In the dressing room, he changed into a black suit, put on a light blue dress, put down the high ponytail, and put on light makeup.Turning around in front of the mirror, I showed a gentle smile.

After confirming, even if I walk in front of Ango Sakaguchi who I have known for many years in my current dress, he will not recognize who I am.

I was disgusted by myself for a moment, patted my cheek, and slipped out through the back door as if nothing had happened.

It takes an hour to get home from here by tram.

[My name is Kuriyama Hanayan, I have been married for three years, and I am very loving with my husband.

Life is very happy, I am quite satisfied with this life, and I don't plan to change anything. ]

I took out the shopping bag I had prepared long ago in the supernatural space, and before opening the door, I took out a small mirror to check my expression to confirm that it was correct—no matter how I look at it now, I look like I am shopping outside with my friends One day, the prodigal woman who worked hard and returned home happily is perfect.

The key was inserted and the door opened, and a big smile appeared on my face unconsciously.

"I'm back! Tsunayoshi-kun!"

"Welcome back, Hua Yan."

From the kitchen came the slightly muffled voice of my husband, Tsunayoshi Sawada.

I took off my shoes casually and put on fluffy rabbit slippers. I threw the shopping bag on the sofa and went straight to the kitchen impatiently.I kept seeing a brown-haired man in the kitchen wearing an apron and cooking in front of the stove with his back to me.

I couldn't stop the habit, so I rushed forward and hugged Sawada Tsunayoshi from behind.

Sawada Tsunayoshi was taken aback by my hug, his back stiffened briefly, he sighed, and turned to look at me, "Didn't I say it's dangerous to do so, Huayan."

I tilted my head and asked with a smile: "Doesn't Mr. Gangji like me hugging you?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi thought briefly and awkwardly for a while, and gave up arguing with me. He bent down and kissed me lightly on the cheek, "Did you have a good time today?"

I nodded, and kissed his cheek back attached, and as expected, I saw a slight blush on his snow-white neck.

...Ah, Tsunaji-kun is so cute, he has been married for three years and has done everything, why is he still so shy.

In the end, I still said softly on the surface: "I visited a lot of places today, Xue Nai even took me to a nail salon, but I don't like it very much, it seems too dazzling."

I buried my head in the arms of Sawada Tsunayoshi openly.

[My husband's name is Sawada Tsunayoshi.

There is no vigorous love between me and him, and there is no beautiful encounter.

Even so, to me, he is the only red rose in the sea of ​​wild flowers all over the mountains. ]

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