"No, Xiaofei won't have any help when I get back. Husband, if you bear with me, the week will pass quickly." The sound of the wind chime sounded as pleasant as a kitten's.
Xiao Zichen's head hurt more than usual. He clenched his fist and lightly hit his head, but he did not dare to fight with Zhan Fengling.
The little girl is not by his side. If he doesn't coax her well and the other party refuses to come back on impulse, will it be a disaster?
Therefore, even though he was annoyed, he said patiently: "Do you know how long a week is? Seven days, one hundred sixty-eight hours, ten thousand and eighty minutes, six hundred and four thousand eight hundred cats, show the wind chime,
Can you bear to let me face these numbers alone and let me be so pitiful?"
The corners of Zhan Fengling's mouth twitched wildly. He didn't expect that Xiao Zichen was so good at arithmetic and could calculate seven days so quickly.
Similarly, she was also a little happy, but she remained sullen and did not smile. She just said quietly: "Actually, you are not alone. Mommy and the others are all with you."
"It's different! You are my wife, and they are my family. I don't have you beside my bed..." Xiao Zichen paused. He couldn't sleep, so he couldn't say it out loud.
How could he, Xiao Zichen, be so worried about a woman?
Huh, he can't!
Thinking of this, Xiao Zichen said stiffly: "Okay, if you don't want to come back, I do have someone with me! Zhan Feng Ling, don't regret it!"
After saying that, he hung up the phone, lay on the bed, pulled up the quilt, and went to sleep.
Zhan Fengling looked helpless when he heard the sudden hanging up sound.
Xiao Fei happened to come over, patted her shoulder, and said with a smile: "How is it? What did my brother say?"
Zhan Fengling handed over the phone, "He hung up and said he had someone with him and told me not to regret it."
"Hahaha! My brother is such an idiot. If you don't dare to speak out, you are too honest to speak out, so you can wait until you chase your wife in the crematorium." Xiao Fei laughed as she turned forward and backward.
Based on her understanding of Xiao Zichen, she could imitate the tone in which he said these words just now.
It is indeed right to bring the wind chimes out, so you can watch your brother's good show.
Just let him keep pretending, and wait, there will be a moment when he slaps you in the face.
However, Zhan Fengling curled her lips and snickered. She actually knew that Xiao Zichen missed her. Otherwise, how could she explain the precise time just now.
But as Xiaofei said, her husband is a tough talker. He obviously cares, but pretends not to care and never says anything.
Okay, let's see if Xiao Zichen can survive this week.
Zhan Fengling and Xiao Fei continued to learn dancing, but Xiao Zichen felt really uncomfortable.
After letting go of the harsh words, he went to take a shower and lay on the bed again. As if he was hallucinating, he saw Zhan Fengling lying beside him.
He stretched out his hand, but no one was there.
The man closed his eyes angrily and kept brainwashing himself.
He could sleep without the wind chime. Wasn't it like this for the past twenty years?
He no longer believes that a woman can influence him!
But after tossing and turning for nearly an hour, Xiao Zichen suddenly sat up, banged the pillow with his hand, and cursed angrily: "Huh, Zhan Feng Chime, you stinky girl! I really can't sleep without you!"
Xiao Zichen felt that he was really sick, worrying about a woman to this extent.
After taking another shower, Xiao Zichen looked at the dissatisfied face in the mirror, inserted his fingers into his hair, and smiled helplessly, "Okay, Zhan Feng Ling, you win!"