Sweetheart grabbed the shirt on her head, fell on the bed and bit her index finger to look at Situ Qinglang, Situ Qinglang squinted his eyes and sneered: "What do you see, it's not that you haven't seen it." ”

"It's not okay to see. Sweetheart muttered, "Abs are meant to be appreciated, otherwise why use them?"

"Then you come in, I'll let you admire it. Situ Qinglang hooked his index finger at her.

Sweetheart immediately shook her head: "Then forget it, I wish you a happy bath, I'll watch cartoons or something for a while, and the gray wolf is also quite loving." ”

Situ Qinglang couldn't cry or laugh, closed the door and took a shower, he thought that he hadn't seen this little wife change sex for a few days, and she looked like a wolf and a tiger, but he didn't expect the essence to be so shy and couldn't let go.

If you can't let go, it's good that you can't let go, it's this shy personality that hurts, he thought in his heart.

Sweetheart was bored and lay on the bed watching TV, and twenty minutes later, Situ Qinglang took a shower, shaved his beard, and walked out in a bathrobe.

"You're a little slow today, what are you doing in there?" Sweetheart tilted her head to look at her husband, who was finally in good spirits.

"Shaved, I haven't taken a shower for two days, of course, I have to tidy it up, otherwise what if you dislike me?"

"Oops!" Sweetheart suddenly screamed when she heard this, and then covered her stomach and said, "I said why my little stomach hurts so much, it turns out that you haven't taken a bath, and it stinks." ”

"Say I stink?" Situ Qinglang raised his eyebrows, stepped forward and dragged his sweetheart's face, "Are you itchy again?"

Sweetheart hugged him with a grin, rubbed it like a kitten in his arms, and said, "That's not, there's no comfortable place on the body, and it's itchy!"

"Yes, then my husband will help you stop the itch. Situ Qinglang pressed his sweetheart under him and was about to do business, but his sweetheart suddenly covered his stomach and protested: "Hungry!"

The breakfast I bought was still on the table, and it was cold, but I bought it from a famous restaurant nearby, and the sweetheart waited for Qinglang to come out, and she didn't eat a bite.

He had to look up helplessly at the time—it was half past ten, and it was time for lunch if it dragged on any longer.

"Then eat first, take you around Yuehai City in the afternoon, and buy a ticket for the evening to go back." Situ Qinglang put on his bathrobe while arranging today's itinerary.

"But I don't really want to be here. Sweetheart felt uncomfortable thinking that this was the place where He Jing was born, although it was not regional discrimination, but she always felt that there was a shadow of He Jing in every corner of the city.

"Yuehai City is not bad, after all, it is also a first-tier tourist city, it was a colony back then, and now the buildings in some districts are westernized, and the streets also have the style of a European town, you really don't plan to see it?" Situ Qinglang moved out of history to coax her.

Sweetheart is still not very interested, if you want to see European towns, why not go directly to those European countries? In China, I also know that those tourist resorts are crowded with people, and I think about it.

"I heard there's a famous shop on that street, and it's mentions—"

"I'll go!" Sweetheart's eyes lit up, and she immediately threw away the foodie possession and nodded in agreement.

"Changed your mind so quickly, didn't you still look disgusted just now?" Situ Qinglang laughed and teased her.

Sweetheart stuffed a fried bun into her mouth, blinking at the hot soup inside, and she fanned her mouth while muttering, "But there is Tiramisuye, I haven't eaten it for a long time!"

When Situ Qinglang heard this, he said slowly: "I didn't say that there was tiramisu to eat." ”

"But you just mentioned—"

"I'm talking about buying and cutting cakes. Situ Qinglang replied solemnly.

Sweetheart froze instantly, cut, cut the cake? Isn't it a cake?

Looking at her expression from surprise to disappointment, Situ Qinglang laughed until her intestines were knotted, why did this stupid girl fall for it every time without accident?

"Then I'm going to have to think about it. Sweetheart said worriedly, "We can't afford that kind of thing, we need a house for a piece." ”

"Don't be afraid. The husband is rich. Situ Qinglang almost wanted to laugh, but he still held back with difficulty, he was really acting.

Sweetheart actually thought about it seriously, shook her head and said, "But it doesn't seem to be very tasty, it's all peanuts, walnuts or something, and besides, the one who sells cut cakes is so fierce, so I still don't want it." ”

"What are you afraid of, my husband wants money and money and fists, and we have to eat the cake. Situ Qinglang's expression was very gentle.

Sweetheart always felt as if something was wrong, did she have to queue up to eat a cake cut, why is such an expensive thing "famous"? This doesn't seem to conform to the general rules of this kind of food.

She tilted her head and looked at Situ Qinglang suspiciously: "Are you lying to me?"

actually found out, it seems that she hasn't seen her IQ for two days, Situ Qinglang touched her head: "Let's eat." ”

"It's tiramisu at all, isn't it? and lie to me that it's cake cutting, will the cake cutting shop be very famous?

Situ Qinglang was amused to laugh out loud - the basis for daring to judge is this, it seems that this little girl's brain circuit is really different from ordinary people.

He has been overwhelmed by He Jing's affairs for the past two days, and it will be rare to find a sense of relaxation, thank God, he married this living treasure and went home.

"What are you thinking?" Seeing that he suddenly fell silent, Sweetheart thought that he was worried about He Jing again, so she pursed her mouth unhappily and asked, "You can't be thinking about the one lying in the hospital, right?"

"Not really. Situ Qinglang said, "He Jing asked me to come back." ”

"She?, let you come back?" Sweetheart's jaw dropped to the ground, "I heard you right, when did she get so kind?

"I said that I walked away in the ghost gate, so I figured it out. Situ Qinglang didn't want to talk much about He Jing, "However, no matter what she does, at least let me go, this is the best thing, don't worry about it." ”

"Yes......" Sweetheart was very skeptical, I don't know what the hell the hell that woman is trying to do, after all, she has died once, what is more terrible than jumping off a building? Obviously, there is no more, and he must not take it lightly.

She continued to eat fragrant fried buns and drink steaming tofu brains, when she suddenly thought of something and asked, "That, where is Jiaming?"

It's okay if the sweetheart doesn't mention it, but when he mentions him, Situ Qinglang is angry, he raised his eyes to look at the sweetheart, and sneered: "'Jiaming', you usually call him so affectionate?"

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