Can......

Wouldn't that seem like you're too anxious? It's like never touching a woman in eight lifetimes.

will make Ye Junmo look down.

This kind of thing should be left to the flow.

Go with the flow?

How does a boyfriend and girlfriend go with the flow between husband and wife?

It's past six o'clock in the afternoon, and at this time, it seems that it is time to eat first.

Song Ci had an idea in his heart and said to Ye Junmo: "Let's go to the supermarket downstairs to buy vegetables, right?" ”

There is a boutique supermarket just across the street.

"Grocery shopping?" Ye Junmo looked at Song Ci.

"Hmm." Song Ci nodded: "Let's go grocery shopping together, and then cook and eat." ”

Ye Junmo: "...... Cook? ”

Song Ci nodded.

Ye Junmo: "You do?" Or do I do it? ”

Song Ci: "......"

He looked at Ye Junmo and said, "Of course you do it." ”

The gentleman is far away from cooking.

How can he cook as a man?

Ye Junmo shook his head: "I won't do it." ”

Song Ci: "...... You won't do it? ”

Ye Junmo nodded.

She won't do it.

Song Ci frowned and looked at Ye Junmo dissatisfied: "You are a woman, why can't you cook?" ”

He also fantasized that in the future, every day after work, when he came home, he would eat the fragrant meals that Ye Junmo made for him.

"Why would I do it?" Ye Junmo asked.

Which law says that a woman must be able to cook?

Song Ci: "... I like women who can cook. ”

Ye Junmo: "What's the matter with me?" ”

Song Ci: "!!! ”

He was furious.

Stared at Ye Junmo.

What does it matter to her?

Doesn't she want to be the woman he likes?

Song Ci looked at Ye Junmo.

She really didn't seem to want to!!

Song Ci became even more angry, glared at Ye Junmo, and said viciously: "Wait, I'll go grocery shopping!! ”

Buy it back, you can't do it and you have to do it.

You can't do it, you can learn.

Song Ci went out.

Ye Junmo: "......"

He felt that Song Ci was simply a psychopath.

All day long, nothing to do.

Ye Junmo entered the bedroom.

Listening to Song Ci, she brought back the hotel sheets, it shouldn't be possible for him to bring them back to Song Mansion, maybe here.

She looked for it.

Song Ci rarely came to live in this house, and the things in the room were very few and simple, and soon, Ye Junmo found neatly folded white sheets in the wardrobe.

Ye Junmo took out the sheets, stretched them open, and saw the blood stains on the white sheets, she frowned.

It's true.

She didn't know what Song Ci thought.

With her normal head, she really can't understand Song Ci's brain circuit.

Ye Junmo took the sheets into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and washed it.

The fabric of the hotel's bed sheets is easy to clean, although the blood stains have been two days, Ye Junmo washed the blood stains after washing for a while.

——

Song Ci came back from buying vegetables from the supermarket, opened the door, and saw white sheets drying on the balcony.

This sheet ......

“…… Ye Junmo!!! ”

Song Ci blew up.

threw the things he bought on the ground, came to Ye Junmo who was sitting on the sofa angrily, glared at her angrily, pointed to the white sheets fluttering in the wind on the balcony, and asked her: "Who allowed you to wash the sheets?" ”

Ye Junmo didn't put his anger in his eyes at all, raised his eyes, looked at the angry Song Ci, and said lightly: "I washed the dirty sheets, what's wrong?" ”

Song Ci: "......"

It seems to make sense.

"That's my souvenir!!" Song Ci said angrily.

He had already thought about it, embroidered red plums in the place where the red fell, and then embroidered a poem: The falling red is not a ruthless thing.