Han Zihang's eyes flashed, he smiled, pulled the corners of his lips and asked her, "Do you want to drink soup?" Winter melon pork ribs, I'll serve them to you." ”

Liu Mei didn't say yes or no, but Han Zihang was empty-hearted, and it was inevitable that he would be courteous to her uncontrollably.

Or personally served a bowl of soup to her.

"To Lin Xi, you do the same?"

Hearing Lin Xi's name at first glance, Han Zihang's hand shook, and the soup he had just picked up almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the response was quick and stable.

Putting the soup down, Han Zihang's drooping eyes flickered a little, and said, "It's good, what are you doing with her." ”

"That means yes?"

Han Zihang couldn't figure out her thoughts, his throat rolled, and he denied it uncomfortably: "No." ”

After a pause, he explained to himself: "I only cooked for you." ”

Even her own mother, Han Zihang, only three years ago, she took the initiative to come to the door to agree to their marriage, and when Han Zihang went home, she happened to meet the meal, and she was fortunate to eat a meal cooked by her own son who had been raised for more than 20 years.

"Liu Mei, good and dignified, why are you mentioning this? I haven't been anywhere in the past few days, I really haven't seen Lin Xi, I don't believe my phone to show you." He made a gesture to give Liu Mei the phone.

Liu Mei didn't answer, just looked at him.

The two have been together for five or six years, and she has never checked his mobile phone.

"I'm just thinking about how you, who love me so much, managed to cheat. ”

Han Zihang's expression froze, and the knuckles holding the soup spoon tightened, and there was a hint of blueness.

Liu Mei lowered his eyelids and took a leisurely sip of soup, and said casually: "When you do it with her, are you comfortable? Isn't it much better than my dead fish?"

Han Zihang was a little embarrassed, his face was red, and he raised his voice: "Liu Mei, is it interesting to say this?"

Isn't that interesting?

Liu Mei put down the spoon, stared at him for a few seconds, smiled, and asked him, "What do you say?"

He said?

Han Zihang's brows furrowed fiercely, he was already weak-hearted, stared at by her bright eyes, and Han Zihang's throat was tight.

Liu Mei suddenly got up and walked over to him and stopped.

"You, what are you doing?" Han Zihang's pupils shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously leaned back, all vigilant.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he also knew in his heart that the words of the fox friend in the afternoon were ugly, but he was indeed right.

I don't know when it started, he was a little afraid of Liu Mei.

It's not because she's fierce, she's not good.

That fear, but it rises invisibly, and even I can't figure it out to myself.

Why should he be afraid of this, if he doesn't eat fireworks, he will have willow eyebrows.

Liu Mei sat down against the edge of the dining table, raised his hand to pinch Han Zihang's graceful chin, and looked down at him condescendingly with those cold eyes, looking at him carefully, as if he was unwilling to let go of every detail.

"Liu Mei, what are you doing?"

Han Zihang uncomfortably wanted to push away her white jade-like hand, but before he could get closer, the woman's strength in pinching his chin suddenly increased, Han Zihang hissed in pain, and was forced to raise his angular handsome face.

Liu Mei sat on his lap, and her red lips hooked a charming smile: "Han Zihang, how could I fall in love with you?"

Han Zihang was stunned when asked, and looked at her inexplicably.

Why did you fall in love with him?

He has beauty, power and wealth, what's so strange about him?

His thoughts were understood by Liu Mei at a glance, and the smile on her lips did not decrease but increased, the beauty was thrilling, but it made Han Zihang feel his scalp tingle.

Intuition Liu Mei is very wrong today.

Did she really see him today?

But if you see him, can you be so calm?

Han Zihang swallowed his saliva, looked at Liu Mei vigilantly, unwilling to let go of every detail, as if he wanted to see something from her face: "Liu Mei, why are you weird? ”

Liu Mei suddenly let go of his jaw, and the jade finger slid all the way down his jaw, the hooked man was itchy, Han Zihang almost tensed his spine, and his body was a little stiff.

A strange thought came to him, and he almost opened his peach blossom eyes.

She shouldn't be and want to seduce him, right?

Carefully calculated, the two have not lived as a couple for three or four months.

Although Liu Mei is cold, she has always lacked interest in married life, but she is not completely without demand.

With fragrant nephrite in his arms, Han Zihang is a normal man, and being teased by her like this will inevitably lead to ape feelings.

But......

Han Zihang tugged at the corners of his lips and sneered: "Liu Mei, what about eating here, aren't you hungry? Let's eat first, right?"

Liu Mei also smiled, and picked up his shirt with his long fingers: "It's not a meal." ”

"......" eat him?

Han Zihang's face stiffened slightly, his lips moved, and when he was about to say something, Liu Mei suddenly asked him, "Am I not good to you?"

Liu Mei's long fingers caressed the tooth marks on his shoulder that she had bitten last night, and they had begun to scab, her eyes were slightly dark, and what appeared in her mind was the sentence that Ling Jingyue asked.

Just like him so much?

Do you like it?

"Han Zihang, I really want to strangle you. ”

In this way, you can belong to me forever and never leave me!

Strangling him?

The words with unknown meaning fell, and Han Zihang's heart trembled.

Her face was so cold that Han Zihang couldn't tell whether she was talking angry or serious.

Han Zihang's breath was disordered and complicated, and he forced a smile: "Murder is a crime, Liu Mei, don't be impulsive." ”

His nervousness was unsurprising, and it was all in Liu Mei's eyes.

Her smile is as charming as a flower, but that smile is far from reaching the bottom of her eyes.

When Han Zihang's tense pores were about to stand up, Liu Mei's eyebrows suddenly loosened and he got up.

By the time Han Zihang reacted, her graceful figure had disappeared from his sight.

In the huge and quiet living room, Han Zihang was left alone.

It's so quiet that it makes people feel panicked.

Han Zihang's head was a little confused, and his face was blue and white for a while.

The clenched fist was released, and a hot sweat oozed from the palm.

It's a kind of luck that I escaped death.

Jun's face was extremely complicated.

Looking at this table of food again, Han Zihang was tasteless.

Could it be that in the afternoon, Liu Mei really saw him?

But he's wronged, he really didn't do anything!

……

For a night, Han Zihang's heart couldn't go up or down, it was very unpleasant.

I almost couldn't control it, and I wanted to hold Liu Mei and ask him clearly, so that he could give him a good word, and he didn't have to be as scared as he is now.

But Han Zihang didn't dare.

I don't have the guts.

This state lasted for almost a week, and Han Zihang had no doubt that if it continued like this, he would really be tortured by Liu Mei and go crazy.

But the partial willow eyebrows are like a nobody, except for a few words that occasionally pop up to embarrass him inexplicably, he does what he should do, as if nothing happened.

It tickled Han Zihang's teeth.

On this day, seeing that she had dressed up deliberately, as if she was going out again, she couldn't help frowning and said, "Where are you going again?" Liu Mei, you have nothing to do, what are you doing when you go out all day?"