Xia felt that he was not understood by Ye Boxuan, and was a little disappointed, and told himself very decadently:

"What else are you expecting? Want to get compliments? If you look at him like that, you don't know what's wrong! It's not worth your grief for him. ”

Summer completely forgot that the quarrel was caused by Ning Xunyi's five hundred yuan, she felt stupid on the one hand that she was not worth it for herself!

What his money, it's not good to say much about himself! What bullshit thinking is this!

Who is he? His future money will be mine! Why don't you say more!

Are you a poor egg? Feeling inferior, marrying him, why should he be submissive, if his father becomes rich in the future, doesn't his mother even have the right to decide?

A good man is to turn in! I won't save money anymore!

Why bother, I can't show you when I spend money, and I have a little family, I have bought tens of thousands of bags in the past!

Summer fell into this infinite resentment, staring at the big white wall fiercely with two eyes, how big the temperament is, how far the thinking is.

Ye Boxuan was even more angry, especially because he had a good memory, and his voice questioned when he first quarreled in the summer, as if he was scolding him for being incompetent in making money, so he almost pointed at the tip of his nose and said that he was "nothing without a grandfather".

Ye Dashao has never tasted this kind of taste, or this kind of reason, if it wasn't for Xia Xia just now, if others commented on him like this, he would have thought that he had heard it wrong, and it was impossible for him to say such an evaluation.

For the first time, the two entered the Cold War.

Ye Boxuan had a cold face and cleaned up the dining table. Standing by the sink with a rice bowl, the room was quiet.

Ye Boxuan looked at the used pot next to him after stir-frying, and then looked at the rice bowl in the pool, he suppressed his emotions, he really wanted to lift them all.

But he is used to being calm, the more emotional he is, the calmer he is, and the emotions that belong to anger will be accumulated by him? In a certain corner, he will learn through training and then slowly get rid of it, which is what he has been doing all these years. Skills that you become more familiar with the older you get.

Ye Boxuan silently brushed his rice bowl. Tidying up the kitchen, I was about to go to the living room to clean up with a broom and mop when Summer opened the bedroom door.

Summer also figured it out, angry, angry. Sullen. Self-pity. is the most foolish and uncool behavior.

She went into the kitchen to make herself a cup of milk powder, and passed by Ye Boxuan as if she hadn't seen such a person there, and went to the study with a milk cup.

Reading. In short, there are a lot of meaningful things to do in the summer, but I don't want to face Ye Boxuan face to face.

When she is tired, she will naturally sleep well, and she doesn't need others to warm her bed.

People's psychology is very strange, in other words, they are a bit cheap, at least Ye Boxuan has this quality.

If Ye Boxuan was silent at this moment, then Xia Xia could be thunderous, or he seemed to have emotional ups and downs, he would naturally not move, but Xia was obviously calmer than him, and Ye Boxuan felt uncomfortable......

Ye Boxuan was still holding a broom and a mop in his hand, watching the door of the study close in front of him as usual, without venting his anger and slamming the door, without the slightest hint, just like two people were separated by a door and became two worlds.

Ye Boxuan pursed his lips, stared at the door for two minutes, shook his head, held the mop head with his big hand, wrung it out vigorously, and began to stumble on the ground.

Summer started from opening the book, and at first she really couldn't read it, and when she thought of the old face of the person outside when she served the milk just now, she was heartbroken.

But when you are really immersed in the ocean of knowledge in books, although it is boring, there are always unsolved and difficult problems to memorize, and slowly, time is not too difficult.

Summer has become more and more calm, and she even forgot that there is still someone angry with her outside the door.

Ye Boxuan outside the door was finished, and he was sick with cleanliness, so he took a basin of water and two rags, one dry and one wet, to clean up the room.

Whether Ye Dashao is cleaning the cabinet door, cleaning up the water cups on the coffee table, or simply brushing all the water cups, he can make a sound.

One moment it was the sound of a stool rubbing against the concrete floor, another was the sound of a glass of water on a plate.

However, the door of the study was silent, and he used the skills of a good scout to listen for the sound, as if no one was staying inside.

Angry, Ye Boxuan does have it, and it is really true, he thinks that Xia has embarrassed him too much, and his tantrum is very inexplicable, and he is not reasonable.

But Summer now ignores him, and it's no longer the same as usual, and she goes down the ladder when he gives him a step, or she has nothing to say to herself and gives herself an excuse that she "has to speak......

In such a small area of the house, Ye Dashao is still very hardworking, and the hygiene of the home is usually maintained very well, and it takes more than an hour to finish all the work.

He looks more indifferent than summer, but in fact he is very irritable, and he goes to the bathroom in a tank top and pants, and enters this kind of "independent" space, and he finally reveals his true form.

One foot at a time, striding off the slippers, Ye Dashao took off his vest and big pants with a hideous expression, eager to tear this body to shreds, in order to relieve himself of the embarrassment of being said to be a useless person by his closest daughter-in-law.

Standing under the bath head, he closed his eyes and looked up to the water, and the hot water swept across his short hair, forehead, and hairline, and slid into the corners of his mouth.

Since he met Xia, Ye Boxuan thought that Xia didn't like him, how could he be embarrassed to say what he just said if he liked someone?

He never felt burdened to spend his grandfather's money, but today it was punctured by the summer, and he felt hot for the first time.

He spends money lavishly, but he definitely doesn't know the sadness of firewood, rice, oil and salt.

He only uses his money where he thinks it is worth using, and he doesn't like to be mentioned because of money, and he is just a person who is not particular about it!

He doesn't want to do faceless things, he has always been thumbs up by others since he was a child.

Thirty years old, being said to be like this, even if he wants to save face, some things are overdone, but you can't say it to me, you can completely discuss me and make up for it behind my back!

Is he going to tell Summer that he doesn't like the way she talks to him?

Ye Boxuan thought about it a lot, but he would never say this to Xia in his life, a thirty-year-old man, there was still a little bit of an immature boy in his heart to save face, and he would never mention it in his life.

Ye Boxuan finished taking a bath, lay on the bed with a book in his arms, waiting for the summer to come back and talk to him about washing his feet. (To be continued......)