She suddenly realized: when two people face each other, some words are difficult to say, but in this situation, they can't help but reveal their true nature. Just like when she faced the "foot-picking man", there was no distance between them, but they could face each other.
When I met Wang Donglin, I felt strange.
In the past two months, has the foot-picking man turned back into Wang Donglin, or has Wang Donglin turned into a foot-picking man?
She even thought about this question for the first time: If there was no "foot-picking man", would she still love him? Or would she?
Before, you were so afraid of Wang Donglin - you never dreamed that one day you would love him so much, right?
the answer is negative.
She was very sure.
Maybe because she didn't reply for a long time, he started scrolling again.
"Miss, do you know what it is called if you don't reply to messages? Sexual dysfunction..."
"Miss, a lot of weird things have happened recently. Everyone wants to travel through time. Do you want to travel through time?"
"..."
"If you traveled to ancient times, what would you most want to do?"
She asked back: "What about you?"
"What I want most is to have a house, a stable job, a beautiful wife, and a group of brothers who live through life and death..."
She rolled her eyes: "Did Pan Jinlian hold the medicine bowl and say to you: Dalang, it's time to take medicine?"
He laughed loudly: "32 likes."
The phone lights up again.
"Yesterday I was in a bad mood. I drank alone and didn't talk. I was sulking. My wife kept talking to me and I ignored her. Then she asked: 'What on earth are you doing? Answer me!' I didn't quite understand.
If you want to argue with her, just say: 'Nothing, I just want to be quiet!' Then my wife slaps me: 'Who the hell is Jingjing?'"
No matter how unhappy Yan Xixi was, she couldn't help but laugh.
Why is this guy so irritable?
At this time, the taxi had stopped at the entrance of the community. She got out of the car and ran quickly towards the boulevard.
As soon as my hand touched the key, the door was already opened.
Wang Donglin pulled her in with a smile.
She was sweating profusely and pushed him, but he hugged her tightly: "Baby, why are you back so late?"
Although the air-conditioning at home is sufficient, I just rushed home from the 40-degree heat outside and it was unbearable. However, this guy was extremely strong and his arms were like iron hoops: "Go take a shower and eat quickly."
She shouted: "You have to let me go first. How can I wash it if I don't let go?"
"Shall I carry you to wash?"
She was about to get angry, so he let go of her hand with a smile: "Don't wash for too long, we have to eat soon."
She took a hasty shower and quickly changed into a set of short-sleeved shorts. When she walked into the dining room, she saw that there were three genuine dishes and one soup on the table. The most bizarre thing was that there was really sizzling oil smoke coming from the kitchen.
She couldn't hold back her curiosity and walked in quietly. She was dumbfounded.
But I saw someone wearing an apron and cooking grilled lamb chops calmly.
Lamb chops - actually lamb chops.
In this hot summer, the hottest lamb chop——
At the moment, he is frying potato slices for side dishes.
The most bizarre thing is that he is skilled in operation and does not look like an old man who never gets the smell of cooking fumes on his hands.
"What are you looking at? Don't steal my secrets."
She muttered, does this guy really have eyes in his back? Didn’t he say that he couldn’t cook at all before?
She couldn't bear it anymore: "Didn't you say you wouldn't do it before?"
