"If I don't work, do I ...... , get me up, don't lie on the bed. ”

Zhang Chuyue's temper was suddenly bigger than her getting up, Wen Ji was startled, and looked at him in a daze, good guy, and swearing!

The tip of Wen Ji's nose was red, she had just woken up, her eyes were also hazy, and she shouted back: "What are you fierce!" I don't eat your cooking anymore! Get out of here! ”

Zhang Chu's tall body stood at the door, his deep pupils were half-bright and half-dark in the light of dusk, Wen Ji was suddenly afraid, if he rushed in and beat her, she would have no room to fight back.

"You're out."

Wen Ji said it again, Zhang Chuyue's breathing was heavy, and he could faintly see his chest rising and falling under the light and shadow, as if he was trying to suppress his dryness, and whispered to her: "I'm not killing you." ”

Wen Ji was slightly stunned, but if she said the water that spilled out, she wouldn't eat his food even if she starved to death today.

At night, Wen Ji held a book and read in bed, her major can be done as long as she has a laptop, she has been busy these days, and her mobile phone can also access the Internet, but she forgot to find a network cable for the computer, thinking that Zhang Chuyue said on the roof that day that she repaired the network, I don't know if it was done.

But this time I have to go to him.

Wen Ji pursed her lips, made a draft in her heart, put on an indifferent face, opened the door, and suddenly heard the sound of a motorcycle outside the courtyard, she looked out of the house, Zhang Chuyue went out in the night.

remembered that he would tell her wherever he was going before, and the two of them were talking loudly for no reason tonight, she didn't eat, and he didn't explain.

But Wen Ji felt that she was wronged, she originally meant to express that you can ask her for help if you have a job in the future, why did he suddenly swear.

"Goo~"

My stomach rattled.

At the right time, in a room where there is no one else.

Wen Ji walked to the kitchen, and was about to remove the lid of the pot to boil water, when his eyes swept away, and the taro pork ribs and rice were hot in the iron pot.

The stars at the bottom of the stove lit a slight fire, like a little tongue licking lightly, afraid that it would be cold.

She is not a stinky girl, when someone gives her the stairs down, she naturally climbs down, besides, who is he Zhang Chuyue, is it worth her to be angry with him.

Thinking about it this way, Wen Ji adheres to the principle of not wasting food and takes out the pork ribs rice, which is quite fragrant.

It's just that after dinner, the clock in the hall turned to nine o'clock, and the village was pitch black, and I couldn't hear the sound of Zhang Chuyue's motorcycle.

Wen Ji began to be suspicious, and sorted out the contradiction between the two before going out, and the man didn't say where to go, and he didn't come back in the middle of the night-

He's not going to find a woman?

The moment this thought popped up, Wen Ji's whole person was shocked.

She is married, everyone takes what they need and doesn't talk about feelings, but her nominal husband can't be so tasteless!

Wen Ji walked out to the courtyard gate, craned his neck and looked into the distance, there was no light or shadow at all, but the insects and frogs chirping on a midsummer night, which was terrifyingly quiet.

She was scared alone, walked back to the house, locked the door, the more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable and disgusting she became, scolded Zhang Chuyue one hundred and eighty times, and then went to look through her letter of appointment, and suddenly saw that the brush on it was neatly written: Zhang Chuyue hired Wen Ji.

The letter of appointment is hardcover, hard cardboard, Wen Ji touched the four corners of the book, which is very good.

The uneven gravel road was run over by four-wheel drive wheels, and the yellow light shone on the small door with the word "hi" pasted on it.

Zhang Chuyue lifted the lock of the iron door, at ten o'clock in the night, the light was on in the hall, he paused, turned to the faucet to wash his hands and face, and when he wiped it in, his arm was suddenly smashed.

Sideways, there was a girl with red eyes hidden by the door, she blocked a letter of appointment with a big red cover in front of his eyes, and said: "I told you, you can't yell at me, you committed the first rule today, in addition, I forgot to tell you before I got married, now I add, if you go out to find a woman, I can also go to a man, fair and just." ”

Zhang Chuyue twisted his eyebrows, looked down at the tip of her pink nose, the mood of the afternoon made her words dry, he had always spoken directly, and he had already restrained in front of her, only occasionally the fire gushed out of the paper window, and he said, "I haven't gone out to look for it." ”

Wen Ji pulled her lips and laughed, and shrugged her shoulders indifferently: "You don't have to explain it to me, anyway, we are just a husband and wife who have talked about the conditions." ”

This sentence made his jaw tense slightly, and the girl in front of him wilted so much that it made people angry, and his voice was low: "As for you who think what I said in the afternoon makes you unhappy, you can smash me with this book to get angry like you did just now." ”

Wen Ji was stunned, "I didn't smash you just now, I just slapped it!" ”

Zhang Chuyue raised his eyebrows slightly, and said deliberately: "I think it's smashing, as if I was just habitual this afternoon, but you said I murdered you." ”

The delicate eyebrows frowned, and she was annoyed: "Compared to your tone, what am I!" ”

"So what do you want?"

Zhang Chuyue was tall and long-legged, took a step closer to her, his narrow eyelashes drooped, and the feeling of pressure was in Wen Ji's heart, he said: "Let you fight back, I won't fight back." ”

The tall body blocked the light from the tungsten lamp, Wen Ji held the letter of appointment in his hand, and the oxygen was drained by his close-up breathing-

"Smack!"

Wen Ji slapped him on the chest, sounded firmly, and said, "This is smashing!" ”

Zhang Chuyue's breathing sank suddenly, but his long legs did not back down by half a point, the two of them were angry, he said: "Just this little strength? ”

"Smack!"

Wen Ji was so angry that he slapped him again, for some reason, his eyes became sour again in an instant, and he looked at him and said angrily: "You want to get married, and I am the one who puts on a smiling face, what about you, you will also have a cold face when you help you move things, and you shouldn't call you!" Am I your enemy! ”

"Smack!"

Zhang Chuyue snorted suddenly, his hands were clenched into fists, his body temperature was rising, his breathing was hot, and he asked in a dumb voice: "Wrongdoer, I know, is there anything else?" ”

"Smack!"

"Of course!"

Wen Ji smashed her hands painfully, Zhang Chuyue was like a wall, no matter how hard she smashed, I was afraid that it would hurt her, and she panted at the moment: "Don't say where you are going tonight, I've been waiting for you to come back!" ”

Her words were like pouring beans all over the place, Zhang Chu was stunned for a moment, and raised his eyelids to look at her: "Are you waiting for me?" ”

Wen Ji snorted: "Yes, smell the fragrance of a woman's fat powder on your body, search for your crimes, and even this tiled house will be mine when the time comes!" ”

After she finished speaking, she smashed him with the letter of appointment, Zhang Chuyue didn't know the pain, as if he was being used, he got closer and closer, and said in a low voice: "Okay, it's all yours." ”

As soon as his hoarse voice fell, Hitomi Ren stared at her, Wen Ji was stunned, and the next second he was so angry that his chest rose and fell violently, his hand and the letter of appointment hammered his chest, and he said with a fist: "Zhang Chuyue, I hate you!" ”

The cotton-like strength slapped on his chest, Zhang Chuyue suddenly became depressed, she was venting, but the fire was all pouring towards him, he opened her mouth and she said that he was fierce, and if she beat her, she couldn't clamp her hand-

"I hate it!"

Wen Ji felt that this was the most ugly thing to hear, she drank a cup of Erguo to strengthen her courage, and when her hand was numb, suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around her waist and sent her into his arms.

"Let's go"

The letter of appointment in his hand fell to the ground in fright.

There was no distance between the two, and her curled hands pressed against his chest.

The silhouette on the window was faint, and Wen Ji looked up at him in a daze.

"Zhang Chuyue hates it the most."

As he bowed his head and said this, his long eyelashes swept away a shallow shadow, like the wings of a moth flapping against the light under his eyes.

Wen Ji's hammer couldn't go down.

Zhang Chuyue's gaze was fixed on her face: "There is only one point, you can take everything you want to divorce me, but it is not because I am unfaithful to my marriage." ”

In an emotionless marriage, he always maintains boundaries.

Wen Ji opened her lips slightly, and when she breathed, she felt him suppress her chest, shrunk slightly, and lowered her head with her chest: "Then where did you go tonight?" ”

"You said you were going to town tomorrow, and I drove the car back."

His voice fell low and deep, and the hoarse sound inside him was like the dark sound of the summer wind blowing through the woods, this kind of man is not born to please women, even if he bows his head, his waist is straight, and his arms are hard.

Wen Ji was still stunned in his words, and forgot to break free of the steel arm he wrapped around her waist in order to prevent him from doing it again, "You, why didn't you explain just now?" ”

"You took out the letter of appointment, you must be angry, it's better to let you say it first, but I don't know, you have so much resentment."

Zhang Chuyue has rough skin and thick meat, and the solution to the problem has always been to be able to move his hands and mouth, so he simply let her beat her.

Wen Ji rarely heard Zhang Chuyue say so many words, and he thought about it in his heart, it seemed that he was not useless, at least in her family, he worked for the approval of his elders, but it was he who benefited from it, and it was not for her to do it.

"It's not resentment, it's anger, no, why am I angry with you, we're not even friends."

Hearing this, Zhang Chuyue laughed, and when the Adam's apple rolled, he said: "Of course I am not friends with you." ”

Wen Ji looked at him in a straight posture, only to find that Zhang Chuyue's hand was still holding her waist, and his face was suddenly hot, and he went to his arm with both hands and said, "You let go." ”

His breath fell in this shaky night, "Still can't fight?" ”

Wen Ji's eyelashes raised slightly, his breathing was close to her eyes for a while, she shrunk down, she didn't know how hot her cheeks were, the summer night was too hot, she lowered her head again: "You asked me to fight." ”

Thanks to him, Zhang Chuyue's arm was loosened inch by inch, his five fingers were closed, and a soft and fragrant fragrance in his arms remained in his clothes, she was about to go into the house, he subconsciously grabbed her wrist, startled the bow bird, and looked at him with a peach-like cheek when he turned around: "What are you doing!" ”

The fierceness of the lust is fierce.

Zhang Chuyue asked her: "Have you made peace?" ”

Wen Ji got married for the first time in his life and hit a man for the first time, swallowed his throat at this moment, and said, "See you tomorrow at eight o'clock." ”

Zhang Chuyue let go of her wrist, and when Wen Ji entered the room, he said, "When you make peace." ”

Some words have to be said on the surface, she is small, and guessing will only lead to a surge of contradictions.

Zhang Chuyue has never gotten along with girls, but when he went back to the room to get a change of clothes, he passed by a mirror in front of the wardrobe, he lifted his coat up, his chest was covered with red, and his five fingers were pressed up, but it was not as good as when she hammered him.

His throat was dry and thirsty, his brow furrowed abruptly, and he went to the shower.

In summer, the sky dawns early, and it is easy to get by.

In the early morning, the dew evaporated against the sun, and when Wen Ji came out, he saw Zhang Chuyue making breakfast, and wondered: "We promised to go to grandma's house for breakfast, but we haven't been there, will she be unhappy?" ”

It seemed that last night's events had been turned over, and Zhang Chuyue said: "No." ”

Wen Ji: "What did you tell her, you won't say that I can't get up, right?" ”

Zhang Chuyue's eyes paused slightly when he looked at her, and Wen Ji's eyes widened: "You dare to rely on me!" ”

Zhang Chuyue pulled her lower lip, looked at her serious little face and said, "Okay, rely on me." ”

"You can't get out of bed?"

"Grandma knows I'm up on time."

The mist lingered in the pot, Zhang Chuyue lowered her head and stirred the soup spoon, she came over to serve the porridge, her body just reached his ear, and a sentence fell: "Then you can't let me get out of bed?" ”