(80) What should I do if I am disgusted by my wife?

Wen Yan chuckled twice, "This is admitting that it is my wife?" ”

Is this the point!! Song Min's eyes are about to breathe fire, she wants to hit someone!

Wen Yan didn't dare to go too far, afraid that Song Min would be really angry with his thin skin, so he stroked the top of Song Min's hair, rubbed it, and softened his voice: "Wife, I was wrong, I was really wrong, don't dislike me, okay?" ”

Song Min was annoyed, don't want it, now listening to Wen Yan's voice is like Tang Seng reciting the mantra, how annoying it is, Song Min closed his eyes, took a deep breath, no longer looked at Wen Yan, and rushed out directly as soon as the elevator door opened, she was afraid that she would not be able to help beating people if she stayed with Wen Yan for a while.

Wen Yan is really, really getting more and more shameless, and he is getting more and more three-dimensional.

Wen Yan slowly walked out of the elevator, looked at Song Min's back and shook his head with a smile, still so careless, but what should I do?

Song Min was determined not to pay attention to Wen Yan, and after Wen Yan called "wife" countless times, Song Min took out his headphones and put them on, and listened to songs while scrolling through Weibo.

Wen Yan had no choice but to drive silently, his temples hurt faintly, did he make the little girl angry again, alas, he really couldn't live by himself, and he wouldn't have teased her if he knew it.

Song Min saw Wen Yan's Weibo ten minutes ago: What should I do if I am disgusted by my wife [sad] [sad] [sad] [sad] [sad]

The comment area was completely occupied by Song Min's fans.

Silly roe deer: Doctor Wen should use force directly, Song Song will be obedient.

Super Super Mario: Touching his head, Dr. Wen didn't cry, and hung Song Song up and beat him.

Strange Girl Max: If you don't obey, just give you a beating, Dr. Wen, you're welcome, we don't feel distressed!

Northeast Little Fat Man: It's time to teach Song Song a lesson, don't write your story! Dr. Wen, we've got your back!!

……

Song Min pulled down a few black lines on his forehead, and his face darkened most of the time, are these real fans? How does it look so fake......

Song Min looked at Wen Yan angrily.

"What's wrong?" Receiving Song Min's angry gaze, Wen Yan took the time to glance at Song Min.

Song Min frantically shouted at Wen Yan: "What are you doing on Weibo!!!!!! ”

After yelling, Song Min looked out the window silently and didn't say a word to Wen Yan anymore.

Until all the dishes were served, Song Min still didn't plan to pay attention to Wen Yan.

Wen Yan supported his forehead with one hand, his slender fingers knocked on his temples one by one, and he felt like "moving a stone to hit his own feet" in his heart, he couldn't help but sneer, "Really angry?" ”

Song Min raised his eyes and looked at him faintly.

Wen Yan hurriedly smiled and changed to a serious expression, "Wife, I was wrong." ”

"Shut up!"

"Okay, okay, I'll shut up." Wen Yan raised the white flag and surrendered, peeled the shrimp for Song Min and put it on her plate.

"Hmph." Song Min wrinkled his nose, obviously dissatisfied, picked up the shrimp and put it in his mouth to chew slowly, and did not speak to Wen Yan.

Wen Yan kept peeling shrimp for Song Min, and he stopped when the plates were full and wiped his hands, "Wife, don't be angry, okay?" ”

The voice was full of grievances.

Is this selling cute? A big man sells cuteness? Is there any mistake? Sell cuteness with such a nice voice? Do you want to be so violent? Song Min held chopsticks to support his forehead, very speechless, "Wen Yan, don't speak." ”

"If you're not angry, I won't speak."

"Okay, okay, I'm not angry." Song Min showed a smile, she didn't smile, she didn't have the strength to be angry with Wen Yan, she was too tired...... If Wen Yan keeps being like this in the future, she wants to abandon Wen Yan every minute, and she will never find a boyfriend again when she is lonely in the future.

"Alas......" Wen Yan sighed, so he couldn't help but tease, his relatives were coming, and his temper was really short-tempered, he said quietly: "Wait for the supermarket and buy more brown sugar." ”

Brown sugar?

Song Min remembered that Wen Yan had bought her a lot of brown sugar before, his face was hot, and he glared at Wen Yan, did he even remember when her eldest aunt came so clearly?

The two of them watched a movie in the afternoon and went to the supermarket, and after dinner, Wen Yan sent Song Min downstairs.

"I won't go up." Wen Yan rubbed Song Min's head and gave Song Min the bag with snacks in his hand.

"Oh." Song Min took it and turned around to go in.

Wen Yan suddenly remembered something and grabbed Song Min, "The woman I told you before, she and her fiancé came to send me an invitation, got married in December, and went with me?" ”

This is what I wanted to talk to Song Min about in the morning, but I forgot about it all and remembered it just now.

"Oh."

Seeing that Song Min's face was still pale, Wen Yan suddenly began to have a headache again, he pulled Song Min back and took the bag in her hand, "Are you still angry?" ”

"Huh? It's not ......" Song Min looked at Wen Yan's eyes and shook his head slowly, a little distracted.

"Fever?" Wen Yan frowned, stretched out his hand to test the temperature on Song Min's forehead, it was quite normal, it was not hot at all, Wen Yan's eyebrows frowned a little more, "What's wrong?" ”

"My editor will come to F City next week and ask me to meet." Song Min pursed his lips, a little surprised, "I refused to write our story, the editor may come to see me with a knife......"

When I saw the news of her son Yu Gui just now, Song Min almost threw her phone out, feeling that what she said about coming to Song Min was true.

"And the people you're afraid of?" Wen Yan laughed and took Song Min's hand, "I'll send you up." ”

"It's not that I'm afraid, but I feel sorry for her." Song Min is really grateful to her son Yu Gui, when she signed the contract, she had just entered college and didn't understand anything, and her son Yu Gui gave her a lot of help. And Song Min is too casual, he never writes stories to make money, nor does he regard it as a profession, but as a hobby, always doing it casually, compared to other signed authors, Song Min's output is really very low, sometimes he can't write a short story in a month, for these, his son Yu Gui has never complained to Song Min, Song Min is really grateful to her.

But gratitude and letting her work hard to write a novel are two completely unrelated things.

At least that's what Song Min thinks, and his son Yu Gui may want to beat someone when he knows about it hahaha.

"Our story ......" Wen Yan in the elevator thought for a moment and nodded, "You can write it." ”

Song Min glanced at Wen Yan with disgust, "I don't want to write, do you want to share all your love life with others?" It's not a star, so it's going to be very stressful, okay? ”

"Okay, okay, don't write." Wen Yan could only follow Song Min's hair, after all, the person whose relatives were coming was hot-tempered and couldn't afford to provoke him.

On the day of the appointment with Yu Gui, the son of Hezhi, Song Min forgot to set the alarm clock, and it was almost ten o'clock when he opened his eyes.

It was about half past ten, Song Min hurriedly washed and changed clothes, didn't have time to comb his hair, and took a taxi outside the community and went straight to the agreed place.

Fortunately, ten o'clock is not a rush hour, and the roads in the city are quite smooth.

Song Min was still a few minutes late, she ran into the café she had made an appointment out of breath, and suddenly realized that she hadn't met Zizhi Yugui yet, how could she know where she was...... Song Min took out his mobile phone and wanted to call his son Yu Gui.

"Song Song." Someone called Song Min, with a sweet and soft voice.

Song Min looked around, and a sweet girl hanging by the window raised her hand to greet her, accompanied by a "click" sound, as if it was the sound of the camera shutter, Song Min looked around and didn't see anyone taking pictures, maybe he heard it wrong.

"Song Song." The girl by the window screamed again.

The son of the return?

Song Min couldn't believe that her son Yu Gui walked over, this is too young, she thought that her son Yu Gui was in her 30s, but she didn't expect that she was about the same age as Liang Yi.

"I'm sorry, I'm late." Song Min smiled apologetically at her.

"It's okay, we've just arrived, sit down, and I'll get you some hot milk."

"Thank you, sister." Song Min sat down opposite his son Yu Gui, looking a little restrained and embarrassed, after all, he has been in contact through the Internet and telephone, and he is still very unaccustomed to it in reality.

Yu Gui, the son of the child, looked at Song Min with a smile, she liked this girl's eyebrows and eyes very much, faint, very comfortable to look at, she squinted, "My name is Yu Luo, the remaining Yu, Luoyang's Luo, just call me Sister Luo." ”

"Hmm." Song Min nodded, "My name is Song Min, Men Wenmin." ”

"Oops, I know." Yu Luo stared at Song Min with one hand on his cheek, and sighed, "Tsk, wasn't it very reasonable for me to refuse that day, how can I be like a little daughter-in-law today?" ”

Song Min: "......"

Song Min deeply felt that he had been deceived by Yu Luo's sweet appearance, and the atmosphere was very delicate for a while.

A "click" sounded, breaking the delicate atmosphere between the two people, and Song Min and Yu Luo looked over at the same time.

A boy in a sports suit, holding a camera in his hand, took a few more "clicks" at Song Min.

Song Min frowned slightly, this boy is thin and looks good in sportswear, few people can wear sportswear so good-looking, but no matter how handsome he looks, he can't take pictures without asking for other people's opinions, it's very rude.

"Fang Zhuo, stop shooting, come here." Yu Luo beckoned the boy over, and his tone was very familiar.

So this is awareness? Song Min was still a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"Song Song, let me introduce you, this is Fang Zhuo, the photographer of our magazine." Yu Luo got up and asked Fang Zhuo to sit inside, and then introduced Song Min to Fang Zhuo: "This is Song Song." ”

"Is it the little author who always delays the manuscript until the last minute and the output is very low?" Fang Zhuo fiddled with the camera, as if he was checking the effect of the photo he had just taken, he was very engrossed, and what he said didn't go through his brain.

said that Song Min was small because she was the youngest when she signed the contract that year......

The air fell silent for a moment.

The corners of Song Min's mouth twitched, and he glanced at Fang Zhuo faintly, although you were telling the truth, do you want to say it in front of the person concerned so openly? Boy, you can't find a girlfriend if you're so upright!!

"What nonsense!" Yu Luo slapped Fang Zhuo's head, the posture was exactly the same as Song's mother beating Song Min and Song Hao, Song Min's eyelids jumped, and he felt a little distressed for Fang Zhuo inexplicably.