The two of them drove back to Haitian Apartment, and Yun Xiyue made a big meal according to his promise, although it was not as good as Yun Jinyan's craftsmanship, but it was also full of color, flavor, and flavor.

Han Zimo was very face-saving and almost ate all of it.

"Mr. Han, wash the dishes." After the meal, Yun Xiyue smiled and moved the dishes and chopsticks in his direction for a few points.

Han Zimo just put down his chopsticks and paused, "Aren't you supposed to repay me?" ”

"One yard to one yard......" Yun Xiyue shook ten fingers and winked mischievously, "Or do you want to see your wife with withered hands in ten years?" ”

Han Zimo was silent for a while, "It makes sense." ”

"Of course." Yun Xiyue smiled with crooked eyebrows, very proud.

Two hours later, Han Zimo went into the study to do some things, and Yun Xiyue received a call from Old Man Yun.

"Where's Zimo?" The old man asked Han Zimo at the beginning, "Let my grandson-in-law answer the phone." ”

Yun Xiyue: "......" paused for a few seconds and protested, "Grandpa, you are doing this very excessively!" "She's his own granddaughter, isn't she?

"Why, don't you dare?" As soon as the old man's words came out, Yun Xiyue understood.

The old man has come to check the post!

She chuckled, "Grandpa, what time is it?" ”

"Ten o'clock, what's wrong?"

"As the saying goes, the newlywed period is like glue, and the honey is mixed with oil, is it inappropriate for you to do this?"

Old Man Yun was not stopped by her words, paused for a second, and snorted, "Make it clear that your heart is empty." ”

Yun Xiyue was about to fight back, when a familiar voice sounded at the door, "Let me say a few words to grandpa." ”

She turned around, Han Zimo didn't know when she was leaning at the door of the bedroom, with a faint smile on her face, she remembered what she had just said, her heart was very weak, the phone was not stable, and she fell on the bed with a "snap".

In her embarrassing moments, he had already picked up his mobile phone and greeted the old man.

The old man Yun didn't know what he said, Han Zimo nodded again and again, "Okay, grandpa, that's it......"

After hanging up the phone, Yun Xiyue was curious, "What did you talk about?" ”

Han Zimo handed her the phone and smiled brightly, "Secret." ”

"Okay." Yun Xiyue was silent for a moment and decided not to ask any more, otherwise it would be misunderstood.

Then, she made a move to prepare for bed, Han Zimo glanced at her bed, and said calmly, "Good night." And he turned and departed.

Yun Xiyue pulled open the corner of the quilt and peeked at his back, there was a strangeness spreading in her heart, was she too much? In just two days, this man is still good, easy to get along with, and very protective of her.

Actually, she doesn't want much, isn't it good to have such a life?

However, she didn't think much about it and soon fell asleep.

Han Zimo returned to the study and turned on the video, and the man in the afternoon showed a handsome face and smiled in the spring breeze.

"Zimojun, have you finished coaxing your wife to sleep? What do you think? How many times have you exercised, and is your physical strength enough? ”

Han Zimo smiled leisurely, "If you can't get out of bed in the future, you can try?" ”

The man pulled his mouth exaggeratedly, "I'm so scared of ......" and then his expression became slightly serious, "Let's talk about something serious." ”

"Next weekend, Rongcheng International Antiques Auction, there is something that you may be interested in." The man said, quickly sending the picture.

Han Zimo was silent for a long time and didn't speak, his eyes fell on the computer screen, as if he had thought of something