Even though the couple ate in a corner, many people still looked at them strangely and even pointed at them.
Aren’t they all divorced?
Why are you still tired of being together? You didn't have the wedding dinner on your wedding day, so you just ate at the Han family's Lafayette banquet?
"I'll keep it secret from now on." Zhang Ruoyu muttered as he ate at the table. "I'll get depressed if I'm criticized every day."
"Brother Zhang, I'm not telling you, what age are you in this age, why are you so narrow-minded?" Mr. Han raised his eyebrows and said. "I still don't believe they haven't beaten their wives! They all act like dogs outside and come home.
You may not know how to domestically abuse your own wife."
Hearing this, Brother Zhang said excitedly: "Do Binhai gentlemen really have such a fine tradition?"
Mr. Han twitched the corner of his mouth and muttered: "It depends on the person. It also depends on whether the wife can live a good life."
"Then what nonsense are you talking about?" Brother Zhang glared at Mr. Han. "How can I start with you? Can you give me a beating in the year of the monkey?"
Mr. Han's red lips couldn't stop curling up.
That's not true, this president is so good.
After eating and drinking, Brother Zhang was ready to run away.
Mrs. Han is so popular that I don’t want to delay her socializing.
"Brother Zhang, go this way."
Mr. Han waved secretly and led Brother Zhang through the back door.
The atmosphere of affair is full.
I was afraid that someone would ridicule Mr. Han and turn around.
After getting into the passenger seat, Mr. Han stepped on the accelerator and drove straight to Xingfuli, but Brother Zhang was a little surprised: "Go to my house?"
"Otherwise, is it still novel to go to Han's house every day? It's not exciting at all." Mr. Han said matter-of-factly.
Zhang Ruoyu said with a strange expression: "How about another day? The house is in a mess, and there is no place to put your feet."
"It's not a big deal, my iron legs are not unworthy of my reputation for floating on water." Han Jiangxue said seriously.
Brother Zhang's expression became even weirder.
He was so considerate that he even offered to take Xuebao to drink Cihua Wine and experience the real life of luxury.
"Next time." Mr. Han noticed the slight change in Brother Zhang's expression and said with a slightly raised red lip. "I'm a little tired today. I'm not in good condition. I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up with my physical strength."
Click.
Mr. Han opened the door and got out of the car, glancing at Brother Zhang who was taking his time and deliberately delaying.
Mr. Han felt something was wrong.
Her pretty face darkened and she rushed upstairs with murderous intent.
Brother Zhang is hiding a naughty fox at home?
If you want Xuebao to catch him, you have to peel off his skin and cramps and parade him through the streets!
Taking out the key and opening the door, Olaf burst into the room with a cold face.
"Okay, Mr. Zhang! Let me play Hidden Beauty in the Golden House? Even the house has been renovated!?"
Mr. Han put his hands on his hips and looked around the brand-new room with sharp eyes: "Tiantian, you complain that there is no place to watch TV after eating every day. As soon as I leave, you just buy such a big TV? And you even changed it to real leather?
sofa?"
"Oh, this retractable dining table costs a lot of money, right? Is it an automatic integration?"
"Okay, my surname is Zhang. The bathroom has also been renovated? I have been telling you every day that the shower head is too small and can't even wet my legs. You haven't made any movement at all. As soon as I leave, you are going to put your
Did you pay all the transfer fees?"
"Okay, let's talk."
Han Jiangxue had a cold face and glared at Zhang Ruoyu who looked awkward: "Excuse me, when did that sexy fox move in?"
Snap.
Zhang Ruoyu lit a cigarette, tilted his head and thought for a while, then said with a solemn expression: "It's been a while since this naughty fox moved in, I guess it's been almost three months."
"Almost three months!?" Mr. Han was furious. "Then you didn't come in with me? Do you do bad things under my nose every day?"
Zhang Ruoyu blew out the thick smoke and curled his lips and said: "This coquettish fox has really never done anything good. Either he thinks the room is small, or he thinks the bathroom is dirty. You say this coquettish fox loves to be clean, and he calls me to wash the sheets and make a sandwich every day.
There's no meat at all, it's like feeding a rabbit. If it weren't for the fact that this naughty fox looks pretty good, I'd be tired of it."
Han Jiangxue stood in the living room, stunned.
After scolding you for a long time, why are you scolding yourself?
She had a flat mouth and felt a little aggrieved.
His eyes were slightly dry.
Of course she knew that this bastard had been away from work lately. Every time he smelled it, there was a pungent smell of paint, so he must be doing decoration work.
Of course she knew that this big color TV was bought for her to watch, and of course she knew that this sofa was bought for her to lie on.
She's just a little afraid of being sentimental.
I'm afraid that this bastard will disgust me again if I look back.
She didn't dare to claim it rashly.
She had to wait for this bastard to speak in person before she dared to turn on the TV or sit on the sofa.
The air purifier at home that operates 24 hours a day makes a whirring sound.
That was because they were afraid that the decoration would smell and Xuebao would find it pungent.
A few pairs of cute pink slippers were added to the shoe cabinet at the door. In the master bedroom, a small but practical dressing table was also moved in, right next to Brother Zhang's new camp bed.
This girl loves beauty. She usually spends time at home without makeup or dressing up.
But once I go to work, I have to put on beautiful makeup every day, for fear that my reputation as the most beautiful woman in Binhai will be taken away by some sexy fox.
After spending three months together day and night, he understands her.
Xuebao was afraid that his mood would collapse, so he turned around and clasped his hands behind his back, walked around the room twice, and his reddish eyes fell on the camp bed: "What are you doing? Where is my bed? This military uniform is so soft that I can't sleep on my waist.
broken?"
Attack is the best self-protection.
Xuebao took advantage of Brother Zhang not paying attention and secretly wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes.
"Then go to bed."
Brother Zhang, who was following behind, said calmly: "My back has been very stiff recently, I'm going to sleep."
Xuebao raised his eyebrows and curled his red lips: "A woman's waist is not that important. There are a few positions, and if it doesn't work, you can still hold it. If a man's waist is broken, it will really be over."
"Just take a look and go back." Zhang Ruoyu said with a straight face and curled his lips. "It tastes great here."
"Who are you scolding?" Xuebao raised his eyebrows. "I can stand the stench of your sweat every day. It's just a little bit of formaldehyde. Do you believe that I breathed it all in one night?"
Zhang Ruoyu's eyes were soft and he frowned: These girls are really cool.