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Chapter 506 The most virtuous husband in the world

The car stopped at the door of the apartment, and the two people walked quickly on the road dragging the suitcase, making a "gurgling" sound, as if the suitcase was as eager to return as they were.

"Ah, I'm finally home. It's better to be at home!"

After entering the door, Lu Yanxi put on her slippers, and the first thing she did was to walk to the window, pull open the curtains with a "swish" sound, and open the window for some fresh air.

"That's not what you just said,"

Ye Weiran carried the suitcase through the door and leaned it against the wall. Then he put the shoes that Lu Yanxi had changed into on the shoe rack at the door, right next to his own.

"You wanted to go back to your godmother's house just now, but no, go back to our mother's house."

The flowers that were put on the table before leaving were almost dry, but they looked different after being turned into dried flowers.

Lu Yanxi fiddled with it gently, and a leaf fell off.

"Who said that? It must be our own little family that is best, right?"

Lu Yanxi turned around and smiled brighter at Ye Weiran than when the flower was in full bloom.

That's natural. For Ye Weiran, the best place is where she is.

Lu Yanxi did not wait for Ye Weiran's answer and continued to say what she wanted to say:

"I was a little embarrassed because I was having too much fun and didn't think much about my parents. But it turns out they don't need me to think about them at all...Hey, this grass is actually growing quite well..."

The way she mumbles alone is so cute.

Whether he was working, playing games, or doing anything else, Ye Weiran always felt that Lu Yanxi was noisy, and it seemed that having her voice next to him made him feel more at ease and relaxed.

"What do you want to eat tonight?"

Ye Weiran asked while rummaging around in the kitchen to see what other ingredients he had at home.

"Otherwise, just order takeout for the night." Lu Yanxi didn't want him to go out and come home exhausted and have to cook.

"It's okay, don't you miss the taste of home? There is no reason for you to order takeout when you are already home."

Ye Weiran took out some ingredients from the refrigerator, "I see there are some dishes at home. I guess they were bought by my parents before they left. Why don't we just have some noodles at night? It will be ready soon."

Lu Yanxi nodded with a smile. This was another big meal to eat. After all, the "simple" that Ye Weiran said was suitable for most people.

While Ye Weiran was busy in the kitchen, Lu Yanxi was not idle either and started packing their luggage.

Sorting the dirty clothes, throwing the light-colored clothes into the washing machine first, and the dark-colored clothes into the dirty clothes basket, is one of the most convenient household chores for her.

"Ye Weiran, where did you put the handmade necklace I bought?"

"In the front compartment of your shoulder bag."

"Ye Weiran, who are you going to give this tea to after you bought so much of it?"

"Give it to Brother Feng and the others, and Lao Fu..."



After putting away the things, Lu Yanxi squatted on the ground to study the gifts he brought back, asking Ye Weiran everything he rambled about.

Ye Weiran was cooking in an orderly manner and responded to every word she said.

When two people cook a simple dinner at home, they are as happy as having a big meal on their honeymoon.

"Wow," Lu Yanxi quickly took out his mobile phone to take pictures, and praised sincerely: "Husband, you are really the most virtuous husband in the world."

"When will my wife become the most virtuous wife in the world?"

Ye Weiran is also a person whose mouth is faster than his brain.

"What do you mean by that?" The corners of Lu Yanxi's mouth that were raised high suddenly dropped, and he pouted, "It's only been a few days, and you already dislike me?"

On the wedding day, she vowed that he would do all the housework in the future and she would spend all the money he earned.

It seems like it’s just words!


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