wjnovel Chapter 388 Hold My Salted Fish
Chapter 388 Hold My Salted Fish
Chapter 388 Hold My Salted Fish
Don't look at Master Fei who ordered three tables of skewers, and gradually wiped them all out.
Especially Yanxi, he was chatting with Hua Mo while masturbating, and before he knew it, he was wiped out.
Team Luo got up from time to time to check back and forth in the alley, very alert.
"I think I should be fine tonight. Why don't you drive my car back first, and we'll make an appointment tomorrow." Seeing that Team Luo was so anxious, Yanxi had no choice but to persuade her to go back and rest first.
"Are you sure?" she asked, frowning, touching Pearl's head.
"Almost, if the owl wanted to do me, it would have been done today, and it wouldn't be delayed until now.
I feel like he's still brewing, maybe waiting for the right time.
Anyway, I trust my intuition, there will be no more things today. "
Luo Dui pursed his lips, held the car keys in his pocket, and asked in a low voice, "Where are you going tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow our whole family will go to my sister-in-law's place. That's Liu Lu. You met last time. We're going to be a matchmaker. Let's go together." He invited.
"Okay, send me the location, see you tomorrow." She brushed her hair, pointed to the chopsticks on the table and said, "Don't forget your own things, hey..."
The word hey covers everything.
Spend more than 200 million yuan on jewelry, and then make ten pairs of chopsticks, what a waste!
If Team Luo didn't talk about civility, most likely he wouldn't be talking about ah, but rather nonsense.
It is not enough to be indignant.
After Luo Dui left, Hua Mo pinched his thigh: "Everyone is gone, why don't you turn your eyes back?"
He immediately turned his head in pain, took her hand and explained: "It's not that I don't want to, but I just want to make sure that I can leave safely.
Otherwise, a police officer will have an accident after eating with us, and it will have a bad influence if it gets out.
Who will dare to eat with me in the future?
Don't watch it, please forgive me. "
"Hmph! If you dare to look at her lewdly again tomorrow, I don't have to wait for vultures or owls to attack. I will destroy you directly, believe it or not?" Hua Mo threatened his face.
Yoshi!Compared with Hua Mo, the owl is nothing!
"How could it be sexism? You are wrong, I have a sanctimonious look." He argued sophistry.
"Fuck off, do you still want to eat? If you don't eat, go home quickly. It's time for Pearl to go to bed. I don't care. Today you are in charge of telling bedtime stories."
Yan Xi accompanied Master Fei and his mother-in-law to share the wine in the bottle and sealed the glass with one gulp.
"Don't worry, brother. I've sent all the brothers under my hand to get wind. I'll let you know as soon as I have any news." When it was time to part, Fei Ye, who was addicted to cigarettes, finally felt relieved to have one, and his fingers unconsciously Fumble in your pocket.
Yanxi patted Master Fei's arm and nodded gratefully.
I asked the waiter to find a packing bag, packed all the chopsticks and silver needles on the table, and put them back into my bag after counting.
Hua Mo carried the bag for him, he hugged the sleepy Pearl, took the mother-in-law out of the alley, and took a taxi home.
When I got home, I washed the silverware, and looked at the pearls, they were all snoring.
bed time story?Hehe, next time.
Hua Mo carried Pearl to the bed, carefully changed the baby into pajamas, covered her with a thin quilt, turned off the bedside lamp, and burrowed into Yan Xi's arms.
"What's wrong? Is it cold?" He put his arms around his wife and asked in a low voice.
"No."
"Then what are you squeezing?"
"I wanted to talk to you."
oh?She wants to talk?This is really rare.
Could it be that Dui Luo is jealous and wants to make an agreement with him for three chapters?
"I'm sleepy, can we talk tomorrow?" He pretended to yawn.
"No!" Hua Mo pinched his leg vigorously, "Are you refreshed now? Listen!
In fact, I have been silently complaining about you before.
Because you are so boring.
She doesn't understand romance, is not considerate enough, speaks stubbornly, has poor housework ability, and almost never cares about children.
With the wages I get home every month, there is only a little left after paying off the mortgage.
When Pearl and I celebrate birthdays, there is always only one cake.
This cake is still a cake card issued by your company. The cake card that was originally only enough to buy one cake was turned into two cheap little cakes by you.
No other gifts, surprises, never.
At the beginning, I still had expectations, but later became ashamed.
I also complained to the third sister and the others, marrying you will be like this for the rest of your life, and you can almost see what a day of old age and death will be like at a glance.
You may not feel this way. You have always been content with the status quo, especially the status quo.
It should be yours, I have never seen you fight for it.
Do you know how unwilling I am to see colleagues who joined after you get promoted one by one, and you are still a technical supervisor?
I used to be a princess too, and I hope to have an extraordinary life, and I also fantasize about a vigorous love.
However, when I followed you, those hopes and illusions were gradually shattered.
In fact, I have already convinced myself that maybe this is fate, maybe ordinaryness is the destination that everyone has to experience.
But I found my destiny in my twenties, isn't it a bit too early?
There are many other people of the same age who are enjoying life, why do I have to muddle along and live a boring life with you?
I know that I am greedy and vain, although I have lived a much better life than my classmates and most of my friends around me.
However, there are many perfect families like the third sister around me. They are like flagpoles that stand tall and tall in front of me.
I also wondered if I was born in a scholarly family like the third sister, graduated from a first-class college, and married into a famous family, would I live the life I expected.
Hehe, every time I think of this, I can't wait to slap myself hard.
The more I hate myself, the more I will vent this resentment and dissatisfaction on you.
Because the person who makes me unable to live an ideal life is you!
It may be that God sympathizes with me, or it may be that God sympathizes with you.
Our lives have completely changed, not to mention the third sister, even women in the entire imperial capital and the world may be envious of me.
I admit that in the past two months, every one of the things you have done silently for me has touched me very much. I really have a feeling of being pampered.
But this feeling is very illusory and ethereal.
I woke up from a dream many times, and when I woke up, I touched you immediately, then the pearl, and finally touched myself.
Because I'm afraid, the fear is that God is going to take my most precious thing and pay for everything I have now.
I became more and more insecure and worried about gains and losses. Sometimes if you didn't call me for a long time, I would panic inexplicably and start to imagine all kinds of bad pictures.
I'm afraid you can't feel it. I envy your silly character, like it's okay when the sky falls.
I really can't do what you do.
Last week, your face was beaten like a steamed stuffed bun, do you know how much my heart hurts?
I feel that the life I yearn for is as if you sacrificed your life for it.
Can you understand this bottomless sense of guilt?
When I went to Song's house a few days ago, you said it was dangerous, and my heart skipped a beat, thinking that I would stay with you no matter what, and share weal and woe with you.
Fortunately, it turned out to be good luck.
Today you told me again that someone is going to kill you, even your life!
How do you let me accept it?
How could I accept it calmly?
Is it true that as long as we give up our current life, you will be safe and sound?
If it's true, let's give it all back, shall we?
I can be an ordinary housewife again, and I will never complain about life or you again.
I can simply eat three meals a day with you, or find a very simple part-time job, pay the mortgage with you, and grow pearls together.
I don't want any gifts. These watches, houses, and companies are all returned. I don't need any of them.
I only want you, as long as you are safe and sound, as long as you stay with me until old age is enough.
May I?
Husband, I've never been so scared.
I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid that I will really lose you this time.
Without you, what if you give me the whole world? "
Grandma, you're being provocative in the middle of the night...
Even Yanxi was brought to tears by the words.
Chasing a wife is his most important dream. Now it seems that the dream has come true ahead of schedule?
"Don't talk, hold my salted fish and kiss me." He closed his eyes and leaned his face over.
"Salted fish?" She touched there tentatively.
"Uh... I made a mistake, it's holding my dream, but it's fine to hold it there, hehe..."
(End of this chapter)