"But I think it's very festive." Gu Xiaoai walked over with a bell and deliberately clacked it, while Li Juefeng stepped back several steps in disgust.
Gu Xiaoai was quite shocked. His eyes looked like she was holding some dirty garbage.
The child's mother stood aside and smiled.
"Don't you think it's beautiful?" Gu Xiaoai asked, shaking the bell in her hand.
"I haven't had any problems with my aesthetics!" Li Juefeng gritted his teeth and said, "Take it, take it."
"...What kind of aesthetics can a person who only knows how to wear black have?" Gu Xiaoai muttered in a low voice and hung the bell back on the Christmas tree.
"Gu Xiaoai——"
Li Juefeng glared at her, "It's your duty to prepare clothes for your man!"
…
Macho chauvinism.
"I'm prepared." Gu Xiaoai turned to look at him, "But you only wear a black suit every time, haven't you noticed?"
Several times she specially prepared suits of different colors to hang on the side of the bed, and he could go to the closet and pick a new black one to wear.
"..."
Li Juefeng was speechless and gave her a fierce look.
"My son folded the paper airplane, and I promised to help it hang to the top." Gu Xiaoai picked up the paper airplane on the ground and handed it to him, "You hang it up."
"Hang yourself!"
Li Juefeng snorted coldly, took off his suit and threw it into the hands of the maid. A woman still brought slippers and helped his eldest young master change his shoes.
"Even if I stand on a chair, I can't hang to the highest point." She would have hung up long ago.
"Really?" Li Juefeng reacted very coldly, his eyes swept over her pair of thin legs from top to bottom ambiguously, then he smiled evilly and said sarcastically, "Short legs!"
"..."
Gu Xiaoai was speechless.
Does he have to have the upper hand in the verbal dispute?!
Where are her legs short?!
Seeing this, the child mother on the side walked to Gu Xiaoai and asked with a smile, "By the way, I wonder what Christmas gift my wife has prepared for Mr. Li?"
Li Juefeng's eyes moved, and his dark eyes stared closely at Gu Xiaoai, "What are you preparing?!"
What to prepare?
Can I prepare a pan to hit him with?
Can you prepare a needle and thread to sew his poisonous mouth?
"Hang it up." Gu Xiaoai maintained the posture of handing over the paper airplane, with a hint of slyness on her clean face.
Li Juefeng grabbed the paper airplane, stepped on the chair and stretched out his arms to hang the paper airplane up easily.
"Papa -"
Len immediately clapped his hands happily.
Li Juefeng jumped off the chair, walked up to Gu Xiaoai expressionlessly, stretched out his hand, "A gift!"
"You look like you are collecting debts." Gu Xiaoai subconsciously took a step back.
"Gift!"
Li Juefeng stared at her with dark eyes and his tone was particularly strong.
"What gift?" Gu Xiaoai pretended to be stupid, "I didn't say I prepared a Christmas gift..."
"Gu Xiaoai, you are looking for death!"
Li Juefeng stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, turning her around half a circle with her back to him. He then strangled her waist from behind and locked her in his arms, "Gift!"
"Li Juefeng, you robber!"
Gu Xiaoai felt uncomfortable being strangled by him, "Are you the one who cares about others and asks for gifts?!"
Those who knew knew he was asking for a gift, but those who didn't thought he was robbing.
The child's mother stood aside decorating the Christmas tree, watching the two of them and snickering.
"That's it! A gift!" Li Juefeng's hand that was resting on her waist slid up, pinched her jaw, and asked threateningly, "Do you want to give it to me?!"