Huang Siyao began to dislike Zhang Haifei, which surprised her. Not only that, but she felt that she had always disliked him. It's not that I hate him, there's no emotional problem here. Just a deep physical disgust with him. It seems that she married him because she didn't like him, and she didn't like him physically.

Still, it was true that she married him because he mentally attracted her and turned her on. In a sense, he seemed to be her master, beyond her reach.

Are there any family background and property considerations? Maybe.

Now, the mental excitement was long gone, shattered, and all she felt was physical disgust. This disgust came from the bottom of her heart, and she realized that she had been eaten away by this feeling all along.

She felt physically weak and infinitely alone. She looked to the outside world to see if anyone could help her. But no one in the whole world can help her. Society is horrible, because it has long gone mad. Civilized society is crazy. Money and the so-called love are its two major madnesses, of which money runs far ahead. The individual is divided between money and love, and he is crazy. Look at Du Wancheng! His life and actions are crazy, his love is a kind of madness, and the scripts he writes are also manifestations of some kind of madness.

Zhang Haifei is the same. What a conversation! What writing! What a crazy struggle to push yourself forward! It's just madness. It's getting worse and worse, and it's crazy indeed.

Huang Siyao felt extremely scared. But at least Zhang Haifei relaxed his entanglement with her and turned to pestering Bo Tai. He was unaware of this, and like many madmen, the extent of his madness was measured by what he was not aware of, which was the desert area of his consciousness.

Hirota is respectable in many ways. The strange thing is that she is domineering and always imposes her will on others, which is a sign of the madness of modern women. She thinks she's all in the service of others, and she lives for them. Zhang Haifei fascinated her, because he always, or often, quietly, foiled her will, seemingly by some delicate instinct. Compared with her, his self-will is more delicate and subtle, which is where the charm of Zhang Haifei lies in Botai's eyes.

Maybe that's also the charm that once confused Huang Siyao.

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"What a nice day it is!" Hata would persuade him, half comforting, half persuasive, "I think you will definitely enjoy going out in a wheelchair, this sunshine really loves you." ”

"Really? Can you hand me that book? There, the yellow-skinned one. Take those hyacinths away by the way. ”

"What's the matter, isn't it pretty?" She especially emphasized the word "good-looking", "Fragrant death." ”

"What annoys me is the smell," he said, "a little frustrating, like a funeral." ”

"What do you think?" She cried out in surprise, feeling offended, but obeyed anyway and took the hyacinths out of the house. She obeyed his refined pickiness.

"Are you going to let me shave your beard this morning, or are you going to do it yourself?" Hirota always speaks in this soft, soothing, submissive, yet manageable tone.

"I don't know. Can you wait a while? I'm ready to ring the bell and call you. ”

"Okay, Young Master Zhang!" She replied softly and quietly retreated. But every time she gets a cold reception, she gets stronger.

After a while, as soon as he rang the bell, she immediately appeared. He said, "I guess you'd better shave me today." ”

She was excited in her heart, and then replied very gently, "Okay, Young Master Zhang!" ”

She is dexterous and her fingers are gentle and soothing when she touches him. At first he was disgusted by the excessive tenderness with which her fingers touched his face, but now that he liked it, he gradually felt useful. He asked her to shave her face almost every day. When she shaved, her face was next to his, and her eyes were very focused, staring meticulously, for fear of making a mistake. Gradually, her fingertips could accurately feel his cheeks, lips, cheekbones, jaw, and throat. He was pampered, his face was well maintained, his face and neck were perfect, and he deserved to be a man of culture and a gentleman.

She is also very Peugeot. She has a long white face, a calm expression, and bright eyes, but it does not reveal the secrets of her heart at all. Gradually, with her endless tenderness, almost love, she controlled him and made him obedient.

Now that she does almost everything for him, he also feels that he gets along with her much more harmoniously, and it is more embarrassing to let her do the dirty work than to let Huang Siyao do it. Bota likes to play with him, likes to take his body into his own hands, takes care of everything, and does the dirtiest work.

One day she said to Huang Siyao: "As soon as you touch the bottom of the men, you will find that they are all children." Guess what, I've served the hardest patients in the entire village of Tai Chung. It doesn't matter what is wrong with them, if you serve them, they become children, just big children. Hi guys, it's not much different! ”

At first, Mrs. Bo thought that a gentleman, a real scholar like Young Master Zhang, might be really different from others, so Zhang Haifei stopped her at first. But gradually, in her words, once she touched the bottom of the man, she found that Zhang Haifei was the same as others, a child who looked like an adult, but a child with a strange temper, elegant manners, rich and powerful, a child full of wealth, and she couldn't dream of that inexplicable knowledge, so he could still suppress her.

Sometimes Huang Siyao couldn't help but want to say, "Oh my God, don't let that woman be restrained!" But she realized that she hadn't reached the point where she cared so much about him, so she didn't say anything.

They still follow the old habit of staying together until ten o'clock in the evening before parting. They chat, read books, or study his ideas together. The excitement of doing this had long since evaporated, and she was annoyed with his outline, but still dutifully revised it with him.

However, this soon became a matter for Hirota......