If you don't clean up for a few days, your wings will be hard
It was already half past eleven when Murphy got home. Yu's mother was still awake because she knew he had a lot of social activities recently, so she would prepare sobering soup for him in advance. What surprised him was that Ke Zi didn't go to bed early tonight either.
She was wrapped in a thick blanket and curled up on the sofa in the living room to watch TV.
Murphy was a little surprised, "Daughter-in-law, are you waiting for me?"
He handed his coat to Yu's mother and walked over. She usually went to bed late at night, so it was hard for him to disturb her. He also didn't change his habit of running in the morning. In the middle of winter, Ke Zi actually did the same.
I am willing to get up and run with him.
She probably wanted to spend more time with him, so she was so active.
Murphy was very happy that she made a small change for him, but this also resulted in them having little time to be intimate. He even decided to finish his work quickly and give himself a good annual vacation.
When I walked to the sofa, I saw her eyes were red and she was crying, and I was shocked.
He hugged her quickly, "What's wrong? What happened?"
Mo Fei couldn't help but blame himself. He hadn't been with her well these days. He didn't even know why she was crying so sadly. He reached out to wipe her tears with some distress.
Ke Zi seemed to have just come to his senses and glanced at him blankly. He smelled of alcohol again.
"You're back?"
"Well, tell me, what happened? Why are you crying here so late at night?"
"Ah? No, I just watched TV and I felt very moved." Ke Zi looked at him in surprise.
So she was moved to tears just because of this crappy TV?
Murphy's head was full of black lines and he sighed softly, "My wife, you are really..."
He reached out to hug her, but Ke Zi pushed him away in disgust, "You're drinking again."
Murphy tilted his head and rested his head on her shoulder, "Baby, I'm really tired. Why don't you go to work tomorrow? Don't worry about the company. I'll be at home with you."
"Well, that won't work, you'll get scolded." Ke Zi couldn't help but laugh when she saw him acting coquettishly.
"Whatever, the company is mine anyway, I can do whatever I want."
"Prodigal son! How can you make money to support your wife if you don't work hard!" Ke Zi stretched out her slender jade finger and poked his face.
Murphy came over and gave her a big kiss on the face, then said: "You haven't been talking about work lately. I'll go see my wife in the commercials some other time. Honey, can you work to support me?"
It's hard for him to say such a pretty face's words.
Of course Ke Zi knew he was joking, but she followed suit and said, "Okay, I'm going to work hard to make money, and I'm going to raise a handsome man in the harem!"
"Harem? Facial head?" When Mo Fei heard this, he immediately straightened up and sat up, raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, if you don't take care of your wings for a few days, you will get stiff, how dare you build a harem for me!"
He came up to tease her and took off the blanket she was wrapped in. There were plush pajamas underneath, no socks, and her feet were a little cold.
Murphy hooked his fingers on the soles of her feet, and she kicked him, "Then I will make you the queen of the palace."