XXXII. Return to the wife
Qin Sihao and Zhou Ziwei returned home. Qin Sihao dropped Zhou Ziwei's large bag of luggage, wiped his sweat, and was about to complain about why Zhou Ziwei had to take so many things when he went out, when Zhou Ziwei gently hugged his neck.
"Husband, I don't think I have it. Zhou Ziwei was coquettish, waiting for Qin Sihao's answer without suspense.
"I thought about it. Qin Sihao replied lightly.
"Lie to me! wonder why I don't message me every day. β
"Busy!" Qin Sihao shrank his neck and escaped from Zhou Ziwei's arm around his neck.
Qin Sihao did something wrong, he was inexplicably panicked, he deliberately avoided Zhou Ziwei's gaze, but he felt a little abrupt about escaping from Zhou Ziwei's embrace, and then spit out a word, "Hot!"
Zhou Ziwei is not so careful, Qin Sihao said that it was hot, and he really thought that he was hot. Disgusted in distress: "I'm stupid, I can't even tell you the specific time when I came back, standing stupidly at the high-speed rail station for a few hours, there is no more stupid man in this world than you." Hurry up and take a shower, look at your stinky sweat. β
Qin Sihao seemed to have been pardoned, and suddenly felt a lot more comfortable. He went into the bedroom, turned on his mobile phone, and saw two inconsequential messages sent by Ye Xiaoqian, and while secretly listening to Zhou Ziwei's movements in the living room, he quickly replied: I'm busy, I'll contact you later.
Qin Sihao was worried about arousing Zhou Ziwei's suspicion, so after deleting the message, he hurriedly walked out of the bedroom and went to the bathroom to take a shower. He just went into the bathroom and took off his clothes, and remembered that the mobile phone was still in the bedroom, in case Ye Xiaoqian called, it would be miserable. He ran back to the bedroom shirtless and brought his phone into the bathroom.
After taking a shower, Qin Sihao turned his phone to vibrate and put it in his trouser pocket.
Zhou Ziwei was in a very good mood, and gathered around Qin Sihao like a puppy, "I turned on the air conditioner, you're not so hot now." I really envy you for having such a gentle and virtuous wife!"
Qin Sihao lost the nervousness of Fang Cai, and echoed: "If there is a good wife like this, what more can a husband ask for." β
Zhou Ziwei was very useful when she heard Qin Sihao's praise, she especially liked Qin Sihao's praise of herself, and Qin Sihao was always just right for her.
Zhou Ziwei asked, "Husband, what changes do you see in me?" she brushed her hair with her hand.
Zhou Ziwei specially styled her hair the day before she came back, and she got up early in the morning and took care of it again, she didn't dare to go too far back on the high-speed rail, for fear of messing up her hair, just to come back to see Qin Sihao and wait for him to praise him.
Qin Sihao glanced up and down, but didn't see any changes, and said casually, "It's become more beautiful." β
Zhou Ziwei's disappointment flashed, she didn't expect Qin Sihao to become so careless. I remember when I fell in love, even if Zhou Ziwei had an inconspicuous acne on her face one day, Qin Sihao could observe it clearly.
Zhou Ziwei bit her lower lip, looking completely disbelieving, her nose made a sound of panting, as if she was a tiger, and said menacingly: "Qin Sihao, haven't you seen that my hairstyle has changed!"
Qin Sihao was so frightened that he shuddered coldly, and looked at it carefully, only to see that Zhou Ziwei's previous drooping hair had been replaced with small wavy curls, and hurriedly flattered: "The lady's words are wrong, where do we untouchables dare to look directly at the little master's hair, even if we borrow ten guts for the little slave, we don't dare to make a mistake, at mostββ"
Qin Sihao's eyes gradually moved downstream, until he moved to Zhou Ziwei's undulating chest, and suddenly made a nymphomaniac and reached up with both hands, giving Zhou Ziwei a real "chest knock", and then stretched out his tongue and licked it around his upper lip, "At most, dare to appreciate the two mountains of your feudalism with an artistic eye...... Haha, Wuyue doesn't look at the mountain when he returns, he doesn't look at Yue when he returns from Huangshan, and his father-in-law's family has a lot of money, come and sleep with me all night!"
The more Qin Sihao said, the more outrageous it became, but it amused Zhou Ziwei. Zhou Ziwei kissed him on the cheek, "This palace likes to see you like this!
"Huh-" Qin Sihao let go of his hand, shook the "horseshoe sleeve", and made a respectful look.
"Bengong is hungry, go out to eat with Bengong!"
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Xiao Nian opened the food he bought and said, "Look at the way you spoil Maomao, like a child born by yourself." β
"I, I can't give birth by myself, and it's good to raise a dog son to support me in the future. Oops, look at it licking my hands. Tang Qi sat on the bed and stroked the Bichon Terrier in his arms, "Maomao, Aunt Xiaonian has eaten your jealousy...... Xiao Nian, my fur is a little dark, you can bring a nutritional paste to the pet store tomorrow. β
"Hurry up and put the dog down to eat, and see that your mother's love is overflowing. Hurry up and get up again, let me catch up on sleep, sleepy!" Xiao Nian let out a long yawn, tears welling up in his eyes.
"Look at your tears with a yawn, I don't know and think you stole someone yesterday!"
Xiao Nian listened to Tang Qi's words and couldn't help laughing, "You don't know, how funny Brother Qiu is......" Xiao Nian told Tang Qi everything that happened last night.
The afternoon was short, Xiao Nian and Tang Qi chatted for an afternoon, their faces were full of happiness, and there was no tiredness at all. Tang Qi saw that it was dark, but Xiao Nian was still chatting with her with great interest about Xia Qiu.
"Ah, it's annoying!" Tang Qi looked at Xiao Nian angrily, "You didn't know that you mentioned Xia Qiu a thousand times in the afternoon, you wouldn't really fall in love with him!"
Xiao Nian's face turned peachy, and he was stumbling, "Where is it, how could I, how could I fall in love with him!"
"But you're clearly a love syndrome, a with a coquettish face, I don't know, I thought you were going to get married. β
"Actually, Brother Qiu is really good, don't look at him on the surface and look fierce on the surface, he looks like a child in his heart. Xiao Nian smiled slightly, but soon his face was sad again, "He won't like me, the two of us are not from the same world......"
Tang Qi said: "Not necessarily, dear, you deal with men too much, if I were you, I would be able to make him love my doubtful life." β
Tang Qi is not bragging. Although Tang Qi is one year younger than Xiao Nian, for a man's wrist, he is no less than Xiao Nian. She is like a seductive fox who knows how to grasp the weakness of men. If Xiao San'er can take the stage and win the award, then Tang Qi will definitely be able to hold the Medal of Glory.
Xiao Nian's heart was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, surging non-stop, asking herself, she felt that she was indeed in love with Xia Qiu. Xia Qiu's sturdy body and melancholy eyes echoed in Xiao Nian's mind for a long time.
If love is only in dreams, how good it should be, although it is not love between them, if love is only in books, how good it should be, then maybe they can change their lives.
It's getting late. It was raining outside, and under the influence of Typhoon Chanhong, the whole city was in the twilight, and finally held back its strength at night, and the hurricane rain poured down.
Lin Feng came with his wet hair. He was carrying a bag of things, which he had specially packed and brought back from the restaurant.
Tang Qi got up from the bed, looked at Lin Feng who was drenched, picked up a towel and wiped his hair for him, took off his shirt for him, stretched out his tongue and licked his chest twice, and looked at Lin Feng with gentle eyes, like a docile and obedient cat.
"Salty!" Tang Qi blinked, as if he had just tasted a sumptuous dish.
"Xiao Nian is still here, he dares to be so presumptuous!" Lin Feng stroked Tang Qi's hair, his eyes were full of love, "Hurry up and lie down, I'm going to take a shower." β
"No, no, the baby just wants to hug!" Tang Qi's writhing body matched the swishing sound, and his hands wrapped around Lin Feng's sturdy waist.
In Lin Feng's eyes, Tang Qi was clever and well-behaved, and he could also make him happy. Although he has to spend money on Tang Qi, he can afford it, even if he has a small pet, doesn't it cost the same money.
Lin Feng was melted by Tang Qi in an instant, at this moment, he just wanted to be drunk and dream of death in this gentle township.
But Qin Sihao couldn't get drunk and dream of death.
Qin Sihao didn't go to work for a day, and made a reception dinner for Zhou Ziwei in the evening, and the two of them spent a fairly romantic two-person world with red wine, and went to bed early.
After tossing for a while, Qin Sihao turned over and dismounted, sweating profusely.
Zhou Ziwei was still unsatisfied, and complained slightly, "Husband, how do you feel that you are a little out of state." β
"I've been busy with work lately, so I'm not resting well. Qin Sihao prevaricated.
Qin Sihao doesn't love his wife, on the contrary, he cares about his wife very much. Even if he cheats, he has a reason why he feels reliable, just like Su Opera said, "A person will meet two people in his life, one is amazing and the other is gentle for years".
It is because of this that he is absent-minded. When he galloped on Zhou Ziwei, his eyes were closed, and he took the person under him as Ye Xiaoqian; So much so that he could not concentrate.
Zhou Ziwei is like pure water, he can fill it with a cup in his life, but Ye Xiaoqian is like a mystery in his mind, like a boat in the wind, stranded in his heart.
Zhou Ziwei was already asleep. Qin Sihao still had Ye Xiaoqian's fluttering figure in his mind, and he sighed softly.
"How nice it would be if life was only as it first saw it. As everyone knows, many stories in the world have a brilliant beginning that we guess, but we can't guess the end that has long been doomed!
If there is no last time we will see each other in life, how good it would be. In the colorful years, every unexpected encounter in the future is no longer the last time we meet.
Unfortunately, goodbye is never the same as the first meeting, and every time we meet after that, it may be the last time we meet!
It's late at night. Good night!"
Qin Sihao sent such a message to Ye Xiaoqian, put down his mobile phone, and closed his eyes in the boundless darkness.