405 Who is your husband?
Tang Zhao would not give her cold words.
Tang Zhao couldn't wait to offer her up-
He didn't have a period of time like this.
When she was with Tang Zhao, she was very happy every day.
When she returned to Hong Kong City on Chinese New Year's Eve that year to see Meow, and when she went to Professor Zhou's house again, she was still a little fatter.
Cook and feed Tang Zhao every day, and eat very happily myself.
Zhao Pingjin was upset when he thought about it.
He turned his face and pushed her hand away, "Sit down." ”
The plane was ready to descend, and Xu He sat down obediently.
Thinking of the look in his eyes when he woke up and opened his eyes to look at himself just now, he was impatient and disgusted.
It's even more depressed.
When I came back to Kyoto, I brought enough medicine, but I kept it under control.
She didn't really want to take medicine, after all, no matter how good the medicine was, it would still hurt her body.
When descending, the plane seemed to encounter a strong air current, the fuselage was slightly bumpy, Xu He felt his ears buzzing, raised his hand to cover his ears, but it was still very uncomfortable, for people with poor sleep quality, tinnitus is commonplace, but the screaming sound seemed to be able to pierce the eardrum, and the nerves were tense and painful.
Zhao Pingjin looked at her with a painful look on her face, thinking of taking her back from abroad last year, and the scene of her encountering the sudden illness of the Japanese flight attendant on the plane suddenly hit her heart again.
Because of her present peace and a little liveliness, he would always ignore the fact that she had been so seriously ill.
"Uncomfortable?"
Zhao Pingjin stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, wrapped her whole body with a blanket, and his warm palm was pressed against her ear: "Bear with it, it'll be almost fine." ”
Xu He's face was buried in his lower abdomen, and she reached out and gently grabbed the folds of his shirt at the waist.
Zhao Pingjin touched the back of her head through the blanket: "It's almost good." ”
Xu He suddenly cried, his tears were hot, and his skin was burning through his shirt.
He looked down at her, and she was looking up: "Is it okay to be nice to me these days?" ”
She said it very quietly, Zhao Pingjin's Adam's apple slid slightly, and patted her on the back again: "Feel wronged?" ”
"Aggrieved."
Xu He said, rubbing the tears on his face on his shirt: "You bully people." ”
"I'm bullying you."
"Zhao Pingjin ......"
Xu He raised his reddish eyelids, and the tip of his nose was also red, pitifully tight.
"Others want me to bully, but I don't bully yet."
Zhao Pingjin raised his hand and hooked her chin: "Are your ears still uncomfortable?" ”
Xu He reacted at this time, just thinking about talking to him just now, and the uncomfortable feeling in his ears had subsided most of it.
The plane landed and began to taxi forward.
Xu He wanted to get out of his arms, but Zhao Pingjin sneered: "Xu He, what you know best is to cross the river and tear down the bridge." ”
Xu He felt that even if she crossed the river and demolished the bridge, it was because of his bad attitude.
Some people are the most annoying to the former and the latter.
is talking about Zhao Pingjin who asked her to take a bath when she returned to the hotel.
I don't know if it's because I'm away from Kyoto and away from the marriage partner I chose, so I'm a lot more relaxed psychologically, or for some other reason, he's quite able to toss.
"Why have I been teaching for so many months, and I have suffered in the mountains, but this physical strength is not as good as when I was pampered before?"
Zhao Dong was a little dissatisfied with this little lover.
Xu He didn't even have the strength to lift his eyelids, so he could only complain in his heart.
Zhao Pingjin saw that she was completely broken and lying flat and pretending to be dead, so he couldn't help but feel a little unbalanced, so he picked up Xu He and hugged him to the floor-to-ceiling window.
Outside the window, there are countless lights lit up among the skyscrapers, and the bustling street scene is underfoot.
Although the building opposite was not close, Xu Heying was more than enough to see the figure by the window over there, and she couldn't help but start to panic.
Zhao Pingjin ...... Hurry back and ......" Xu He was about to cry: "Please......"
"That's what you ask for?"
"Zhao Pingjin ......"
"Is it a request for a surname with a surname?"
Zhao Pingjin lowered his head and bit the side of her neck.
Xu He cried out all of a sudden: "You bastard......"
"It's useless to talk nonsense, it's better to think about how to beg me."
"I don't know ......"
"Don't know? If you don't know, think about it. ”
Xu He cried for a long time, he really couldn't stand such humiliation, but his chaotic mind was like a blessing to his heart, and he thought of something.
She looked back at him and struggled in her heart for a long time before she shouted in a low voice: "Old, husband......"
"Who's your husband?"
"Zhao Pingjin ......"
"Huh?"
"Zhao Pingjin is my husband'......"
"Make it clear."
"Zhao Pingjin is Xu He's husband......"
Xu He whimpered and cried out, aggrieved and afraid, but more humiliated.
"Out of breath."
Zhao Pingjin chuckled, but still picked up the person and turned back to the bedroom.
"Do you remember what you called me in the future?"
Xu He choked and nodded.
"If you shout the wrong thing once, I'll hit you once."
He deliberately scared her, but he restrained his strength and slapped her lightly.