Chapter Seventy-Five: The Precious Gift Is Love

Zhu Xuan touched Yu Cheng's face lightly, in the infinite haze, it seemed to keenly capture a trace of Yu Cheng's nervousness, so she immediately raised her head from the pillow, her eyes were shining and guarding Yu Cheng's ears and gently blowing the fragrant wind, Yu Cheng's face accidentally showed a little flaw, and the desire it leaked was immediately noticed by Zhu Xuan. This time, Zhu Xuan turned over and stroked Yu Cheng's nose and chin with interest, and seeing that Yu Cheng was still indifferent, she pulled Yu Cheng's arm like a child and shook it.

"Joo-hyun."

Yu Cheng moved his eyelids slightly, and Zhu Xuan immediately wrapped around Yu Cheng's neck very softly, and he was as angry as an orchid.

"Joo-hyun, I'm really tired today, I don't want to move at all."

Zhu Xuan, who did everything she could, was undoubtedly ugly in Yu Cheng's eyes, and in a fit of rage, she directly picked up a paintbrush and painted a big hole and small eyes on Yu Cheng's face, and then pulled out a pillow and slapped him to the ground.

"Joo-hyun, what's wrong with you?!" Yucheng blinked his sleepy eyes and staggered back to Joo-hyun's side, his voice full of sleepiness.

"And the face asks me what's wrong? Zheng Yucheng, why have you always ignored my existence lately! I was very upset last night, and I dared to play mystery under the banner of throwing garbage. My dear! Are you going too far! ”

Just when Zhu Xuan frowned in disgust, Yu Cheng directly locked Zhu Xuan's throat with an emotional kiss, and Zhu Xuan suddenly didn't know how to make trouble, so he had to clasp his mouth tightly, and looked sideways at the dark wall with a righteous face.

"Wife, didn't you say that women are the most taboo to get angry, and their skin will wrinkle when they stare at their eyes. I was wrong yesterday, but I also had a bad reason to tell you, so I sneaked out. ”

If it had been in front of Li Chengmei, Yu Cheng would have stared at him a long time ago, and he would have been shooting like a machine gun. But looking at Joo Hyun's angry but faintly shy face, Yu Cheng became more pale and powerless than ever, and even less dignified.

"Then tell me what kind of reason makes you forget about me!"

Joo-hyun pouted amorantically to Chong Yucheng, completely ignoring her casual expression, which would make his brain extremely confused.

"Well, how about we go to Myeongtan Cave once this weekend? Mom, she misses us so much, and her voice doesn't sound good. Yu Cheng said it very interestingly, and a small touch slowly flashed in his eyes.

"It depends." Joo-hyun replied reluctantly, not showing the slightest sympathy on her face.

"Joo-hyun, Mom only calls me when she's most vulnerable, I guess she's sick. Please, come with me, okay? Yucheng was afraid that his hope would be extinguished, so he immediately grabbed Juxuan's hand and struggled to imprison her in the palm of his hand.

Zhu Xuan glanced at Yu Cheng indifferently, Yu Cheng let go of her with interest, and Zhu Xuan stood up immediately, and brushed the silk pajamas she was wearing with a disgusted face.

"It's not that I'm not willing to be accommodating, it's just that your home in Cheongdam-dong is too crowded and dirty. Whether it's taking a shower or eating, it makes me feel very uncomfortable. If you remember correctly, there should only be one bathroom in your house, do you know that I have a habit of cleanliness? Growing up, I never shared the same bathroom with my biological parents! If any servant dares to use my bathroom without permission, Dad will immediately call the renovation company and smash it! Also, just for the time when I ate the wedding dinner, I really sacrificed too much for you. ”

The bedroom, which was already a little tense, now looks even more murderous, and the air has also transitioned to a white-hot stage.

"Moreover, yesterday on the phone, I had already made an appointment with my mother to have dinner at our house this weekend, and I also made it clear that you would thank your father in person. Husband, even if it's for your friend Zhou Mingyao, you shouldn't forget about this stubble, do you want to fall into the stigma of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge in your father's heart?! ”

Time flows silently. There seemed to be only two people in the empty Song villa, Zhu Xuan and Yu Cheng, Yu Cheng stared at Zhu Xuan's back very lonely, Zhu Xuan Jin Lian moved slightly to the window, looking at the barren and thin buildings, and also looked down at the lonely vehicle speeding in front of her, but there was not even a trace of afterglow left for her husband Yu Cheng.

"Since we don't have time this weekend, can we think about next weekend? Joo-hyun, just leave me three hours. The two-meter distance was steeper than the sloping uphill road, and Yu Cheng watched her quietly take a deep breath as he carefully broke the awkward silence.

"You've been really forgetful lately, and next weekend is the start of class. Still going to your in-laws' house? I definitely can't do it. ”

Joo-hyun's face is cold enough to freeze a person into an ice cube.

"Class, what's the class? I don't think I've ever heard you mention it. ”

Ju-hyun swallowed a mouthful of saliva, waiting for Yu-sung to come up with some earth-shattering reason again.

"Joo-hyun!" Yu Cheng continued to plead quietly, even weakly.

"It's a fitness class, I'm going to the gym, I've been like this for so many years, Yucheng, why do you have to pretend with me today that you don't know!"

Yu Cheng puffed out his mouth, and a gurgling sound came out of his throat. Joo Hyun looked at him with a fierce look and didn't speak.

"I see, then let's decide later."

The relationship between Yu Cheng's family, which has always made Yu Cheng suspicious, finally surfaced. Anyway, even if she can't treat her mother-in-law as her mother, Joo-hyun won't hate her so much.

The bathroom door opens, and Joo-hyun appears in the doorway wearing another sleek silk pajamas. Yu Cheng, who was lying on the bed, quickly turned over and let out a long sigh of melancholy at the dark wall, but when he thought of what was going to happen in the near future, his heart couldn't help but feel heavy again.

"The winter sun is lazy, but it still shines at 8:30. How could this indisputable moonlight be swallowed up by a haunted mansion..."

The sky was white, and Yu Cheng was already standing in front of the mirror in straight clothes, staring blankly at his face that had stayed up all night, especially the eyes that were swollen to the size of a fish bubble at the moment.